Emperor's Reckoning

Lyon's eyes turned sharp as he had gained the eighth level of the Godhood realm before the moon could be seen moving from its spot. The world was both choked and captivated by the mere presence of his being. The fluttering banners signified the glory that he exuded as the headdress bowed to no one.

Karina looked at the real Lyon with a tinge of a smile despite her eyelids could give up at any second.

The Thousand Bellow of Weder's technique couldn't put a scratch on him and the frightening rose of power that the young man did was beyond his understanding. There was a time where he would believe that he was the most talented one in the world but the one hovering against him was on a different level. Not even his proud Hanjiseh could do anything. (I'm still an Ascending God cultivator!) screamed Weder inside his mind as he barred his teeth.

Lyon's golden eyes shimmered a shimmering glow as the image of a mighty devil ape appeared in the sky with its fangs bared. The moment Weder's eyes reflected the image, his soul immediately shut before he gawked as his jaw slacked. He could see a drop of blood coming out of his mouth before his eardrum rung a cracking bone as Lyon's fist had struck his chest.

The wall of the mountain that he was embedded in cracked even more as the first impact rumbled and tremored the very land it stood its ground to. Weder's eyes bulged out in pain before the next fist came from the left. His battle instinct immediately kicked before he tried to grab Lyon's wrist.

"Guha!" to his disbelieve there was another strike to his abdomen before he lost his momentum to counter the original punch that came toward his face. His cheekbone was struck cleanly as he faced in the same direction of the punch. (A tail?!) thought Weder as he caught the glimpse of what had struck his abdomen.

"Ha!" shouted Lyon as all of his limbs, including the four golden tails that flared, broke the wind, and exploded out repeated shockwaves before the sound of the drum could be heard in a unique rhythm.

Weder's body was bouncing back and forth as Lyon didn't even stop to take a breath. Every time he took a glimpse, there were more than three directions of which the latter was attacking his body, even the blood that he coughed out naturally was smashed by his gentle but destructive limbs. His meridians were trembling as he could feel his bones started to break. He couldn't find an opening at all as he could not notice if the young man even took a breath or not before his face bounced back and forth as the wall of the mountain cracked wider and wider each second.

"W.. What's going on? Why isn't grandfather fighting back?!" asked Russel as he couldn't even keep his eyes up against Lyon's quick movement. Not even the shadow he could catch the glimpse.

Lyon's eyes slightly flashed to Weder's horror. The thousands and thousands of pain he felt in his entire body lost to the fear that he felt in his soul as he noticed once again the young man had ascended a level. Normally cultivators would need to concentrate to be able to do so, not while fighting.

"You think you will get away with your life after what you've done to my woman?! To my wife?!" shouted Lyon as the intensity in his combo increased as the could of dust it produced couldn't keep up. His slender arm didn't seem to have a lot of strength but the condition of the mountain in front of him kept the others on their toes. There was not a single shred of wasted movement before his strikes started to challenge the meridian lines inside his body.

Hanjiseh, the spear that he was so proud of finally escaped out of his grasp before it fell down freely as Lyon took a glance but decided to let it went on its way before darted back to the old man in front of him as the intensity only increased.

The power of the level nine godhood realm was a sight to be held, especially considering that the opponent was an Ascending God realm cultivator. The tide of the battle seemed more obvious the more it adjacent with the mountain cracking to a dire sight.

Suddenly the wind stopped moving as Lyon's limbs laid to rest. There was not a heave on his breath as it was calmer than a pond. The atmosphere turned to choke as Borton managed to take a glimpse of his father. The man he was so proud of was becoming one with the huge mountain he was beaten to. Blood was spurting out of his mouth as he couldn't even recognize his face anymore.

"I GIVE UP! I GIVE UP!" shouted the once-proud Weder with his hoarse voice as even tears coming out of his weary eyes.

The onlookers gasped as they saw someone of that level actually crying. Through the tremendous experience that he might have in life, the old man shed never-ending tears against his enemy. Not to mention the enemy was a realm below him, at least until a moment ago.

"Please! Please... Spare me... Hero..." begged Weder as he had no other choice left. His emergency exit had been confiscated by the enemy in front of him. There was nothing but to swallow his pride and lower down his esteemed self.

"Hero?" Lyon smirked as the mana surrounding his figure enhanced to a frightening height.

Inside the hovering grand lotus flower that could pale the light of the moon, the beautiful woman had an eternal smile.

His golden eyes brought out a resplendent glow that made the dying man lost his breath. His enemy finally reached the maximum threshold of Godhood Realm.

"For her, I'm more than a hero," muttered Lyon before he pulled his right hand under Weder's constricting pupils. Golden mana immediately swirled around his forearm before a hint of jade also intertwined with it.

"No.. no... NOOO!!"

Lyon's pupils constricted before an image of a true dragon and a devil ape appeared side by side behind him as he plunged his fist toward Weder's screaming face.

"AAAHHH!"

The world turned silent before the huge entire mountain was destroyed right in front of their eyes.