Emperor's Reckoning

There was a limit to what the word genius could cover. However, Weder knew within his very eyes that reflected the image of the young man in front of him, that the word could not explain the latter's talent.

(This monster!) shouted Weder inside his mind. He had considered himself to be an old monster, but the young man in front of him was something different entirely. It would be one thing if he was older than him but the latter's cultivation proves otherwise. Not even heaven would allow such a being to exist else the unbalance in the world would have toppled, yet here he was.

"It seems like killing you would mean a favor for heaven themselves," said Weder before he clenched his fists to bulging veins. The wall of rock that restrained him immediately exploded out before he hovered in the air.

The sound of clattering between metals was heard as his gaze landed beyond that of the young man in front of him. The battle had turned its table as the moral had won by the one-man army. However, the course of battle will only be determined by the battle of the two of them. Should he win, his side would win as well.

"I don't care for such things," muttered Lyon to Weder's furrowed eyebrows.

"Heaven, hell, mortals, they are nothing to me, my women, the people that I love, is my everything," said Lyon before he opened his hands to Weder's surprise.

"You! Since when did you!?"

A glimmering jade was on his right hand as he held it with the tip of his index finger. (How?! I kept the stone inside my spatial ring, how did he retrieve it out of me?!) screamed Weder inside his mind as he could still feel the ring inside his finger.

"Heh, you think that I'm going to let you get away?" smirked Lyon.

"Getaway? You think too highly of yourself, you think that I need to run from you? You have not broken a single bone of mine yet, but I will break yours soon," said Weder with a little slight of barring his teeth out. The disrespectful moves that Lyon did make him clenched his jaw, never in his entire life that he would be robbed right before his very eyes, not to mention by a younger generation that's even more latter than his own son.

"Heh, you can't even touch my hair, and..." Lyon smirked before he snapped his finger as he broke through another level right under Weder's sight.

"Level seven...." the words came out of his mouth involuntarily before he raised his eyebrows and realized what he had done.

"If you think buying time would work, then you will die of old age before that happen," smirked Lyon.

"Arrogant brat!" shouted Weder before he plunged himself forward with veins bulging on his forehead, "Come! Hanjiseh!" a slim spear that had a red ribbon on at the socket of its blade immediately appeared in his hand before mana immediately guided it through.

"Hanjiseh Art: Thousand Bellow!"

His hand moved at rapid speed as Lyon's eyes could only capture thousands of thrusts coming right at him at the same time. Every thrust broke the wind as a loud sonic boom was formed in each strike. Just his move alone produced a louder noise than the war itself as if the spear was roaring.

"How you like that?! Hahaha! You arrogant brat! Eat this spear!" shouted Weder as he increased the speed of his thrusts. The shockwave it produced caused even Karina's hair to flutter as the remaining trees swayed as if a tornado was approaching.

Russel's worries turned into a smile as he looked at his grandfather having the upper hand of the battle. His hands slowly clenched into a fist before he shouted, "Do it, grandfather! Don't give him any chance!"

He didn't even notice that he was panting the whole time as he shouted his support. The cold sweat had drenched his face and the clothes that he wore, but all of that didn't matter as the word 'kill' rang inside his mind.

"It's over! Die!" shouted Weder with a laugh before the last thrust was pointed against Lyon's face.

*BOOM!

The land and the sky trembled upon impact as the fighting stopped for a while.

"Ngh?!"

"Im...possible..." muttered Russel as his pupils constricted and Titania covered her mouth in disbelief.

Weder's eyes opened wide as the euphoria he just felt vanished faster than ash into the wind. His jaw was slightly slacked as he saw the young man in front of him still alive, moreover, his arms were crossed and not a hint of sweat was found.

Lyon smirked as one of his golden tails blocked the spear's last thrust without a much-needed effort. The blade of the spear was trembling as it couldn't penetrate that additional limb of his.

Weder's wrist hand tremored as no matter how much he pushed it didn't move the slightest. The tail was definitely denser than an ordinary organ. (I once poke a hole through a mountain with this.. are you telling me that this tail is denser than a mountain?!) thought Weder before Lyon's presence was heightened to his horror. The young man had broken through once again, this time even under the barrage of attack that he gave. There was nothing that could stop his advances in ascending the levels.

"You have your turn," the cold tone in Lyon's voice brought a shiver to his soul before the effect of the mantra made him slightly sluggish.

(M-Mantra?!) thought Weder before Lyon struck his gut with a casual kick. The flawless technique boosts the power it produced before sending Weder back to the wall of the mountain.

"G-G-Grandfather..." muttered Russel as his legs felt like noodles before taking repeated step backs.

The young man hovering in the air turned his eyes sharp after confiscating the returning jade stone of his enemy. His golden tails flared as he opened his arms. The dawn of the finale was approaching.