In the sky, a figure bathed in the glow of the setting sun descended as if a deity from beyond the realm, emitting an incomparably terrifying aura as it arrived at the Martial King’s residence.
This presence caused even ordinary people to shiver and revere it as divine. Even the cultivators trembled, for the Martial King was so powerful that his arrival seemed almost otherworldly.
He was enveloped entirely by a divine halo, dazzling and resplendent, making it difficult to see his true form; only a fearsome aura circulated around him.
"Martial King!" Many people cried out, seeing a glimmer of hope and filled with immense excitement, they prostrated themselves in worship.
Those about to be punished and executed trembled all over. They had originally despaired, but at the last moment, the Martial King arrived, grasping at the last hope in their dire situation.
Behind the Fifteenth Master, a group of old comrades changed color. They were deeply solemn; the Martial King’s emergence was a major crisis—their might had grown increasingly terrifying over the years, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
The Martial King’s strength was known throughout the Stone Kingdom. His prowess was unmatched; in his youth, he had fought for supremacy, stirring endless turmoil. Although he had been defeated and had not become the Human Emperor, his bravery was renowned.
Divine radiance spread like a colossal sun descending. The entire courtyard trembled and roared, casting a terrifying brilliance over the vast residence.
He seemed like a deity, his entire being pulsing with secret power, overwhelming the hearts of those present and causing them to feel suffocated.
“Fifteen, I am glad you returned alive,” the Martial King said calmly, with no anger or rage, yet his words carried an immense dignity.
This was unexpected for everyone. He was a king with the title "Martial" and when enraged, he could stir up storms and shatter the skies. His power was formidable.
If he were dissatisfied, the rage of his battle intent would be overwhelming, crushing his opponents. Such a display was rare and striking.
“I am disappointed and angry upon your return,” the Fifteenth Master replied calmly and honestly, without pretense.
“I do not know what happened back then, but later I learned that everything was already set in stone, and it was indeed unfair to your lineage. But everything has happened, and it cannot be undone. To ensure the prosperity of my clan, would you really have me slay the divinely born and the Reincarnator?” The Martial King remained calm, reflecting on the past and present.
“If my descendants were as ruthless as to commit such despicable acts, they would be executed without hesitation, even if they were reincarnated deities,” the Great Demon God said firmly.
He had already said what needed to be said. Although the family seemed glorious, it was severely ill and required treatment.
The Martial King fell silent. In fact, he had already heard some of this while in the heavens; arguing further was pointless and beneath his dignity.
After a long pause, he said, “As the Martial King, if I were to advise you as the head of the clan to forgive the Yi clan, would it be feasible?”
As the leader, the Martial King had the authority to pardon his clan members in certain circumstances, and he was clearly exercising this power according to clan rules.
“No,” the Fifteenth Master refused sharply. Pardons were only possible under special circumstances, and he did not agree.
“Old Fifteen, if all these people were to be killed, the residence would be desolate. Can you bear it?” The Martial King said in a deep voice, expressing his desire to avoid a massacre, as it would lead to the decline of the residence.
“Just rotten seeds. I have already said, there is no need to keep them. Let’s rebuild everything anew. Everything should change,” the Fifteenth Master replied.
“It seems I cannot persuade you. Do you really want to fight me?” As he spoke, the Martial King’s aura grew even more terrifying, rippling like the sea and causing those nearby to tremble.
“If you must force me to resolve this with force, I do not mind. Go ahead,” the Great Demon God said, remaining calm even in the face of such a formidable king.
Everyone was astonished. The Great Demon God was so dominant that even facing the Martial King, he remained composed. Those waiting for their punishment were filled with fear.
“You showed great promise in your youth, surpassing your peers, and indeed rose as we anticipated. Thirteen years ago, you were pursued by adult Pixiu, narrowly escaping death, wandering for many years. Although you lost an arm, you must have advanced tremendously, surpassing the past,” the Martial King said, with no hint of contempt, but with utmost seriousness.
This made those captured in the residence even more anxious, their hearts in their throats. After all these years, had the Great Demon God truly become invincible, to the point of making the Martial King wary?
“Fifteen, I admire you greatly. But if you do not turn back and persist in your way, do not blame me for being unkind,” the Martial King finally made his stance clear, his words now cold and harsh.
“Am I stubborn, or are you obstinate? Come then, I fear you not,” the Great Demon God replied.
At this moment, he shone with a brilliant light. Divine radiance burst forth from his body, burning with intensity. His hair moved without wind, and he appeared like a radiant sun, dazzling and magnificent.
“Fifteen, I will give you one more chance. Turn back now,” the Martial King said, his tone somewhat indifferent. Through the dazzling protective light, his eyes were also icy cold.
“It is not I who should turn back,” the Fifteenth Master responded.
“Is that so? Do not force me to suppress you,” the Martial King finally showed a dominant side, his voice like thunder, his divine radiance surging and filling the heavens and earth.
“I see you are confused,” the Great Demon God retorted.
“What did you say?” The Martial King’s anger flared, and at that moment, his light diminished somewhat, revealing his true form. His eyes were like two small suns, strikingly intimidating.
Everyone was stunned. After all these years, the Martial King’s appearance had not changed; he looked only in his forties, appearing much younger than his actual age.
Everyone was astonished. This was a manifestation of profound power. His strength was so great that it arrested the passage of time, and he remained in his prime.
This was a stark contrast to the four ancestors, whose blood and vitality had somewhat withered, indicating the Martial King still had room for growth.
“I am saying you are confused. If you do not want to be in that position, then step down,” the Great Demon God said coldly. His voice was not loud, but it reverberated throughout the residence, reaching far into the distance.
The surroundings fell silent. People dared not breathe, all were stunned. Similar words had been heard before, but at that time, the Martial King was not present, which could be taken as mere bluster.
Now, it was entirely different. This was a face-to-face rebuke, truly aiming to remove the Martial King.
These words spread far and wide, shaking the imperial capital. Other great clans heard it and were all shocked.
“Indeed, it’s Old Fifteen. He’s back.”
“What a formidable Old Fifteen, true to the name of Great Demon God. He’s directly challenging the Martial King.”
These were the thoughts of the various clan leaders, all somewhat frightened. They knew that today, a major event was about to happen in the imperial capital.
The return of the Fifteenth Master, with such a forceful declaration, was signaling to everyone that he was deeply dissatisfied, and the Martial King’s residence was about to face a major upheaval.
“Old Fifteen, do you think your wings are strong enough now to break through this vast sky?” the Martial King said coldly, genuinely angry. His words were harsh and unfeeling.
“You are too self-righteous. If you want a fight, then let’s fight,” the Great Demon God replied firmly.
“Fine.”
The Martial King’s rage was real. He struck forward with a palm, and the sound of the Great Dao resonated. Runes surged like the sea, submerging the area ahead. The heavens and earth were in upheaval, and the Martial King’s residence seemed about to explode.
“Thud,” “Thud”
Many people collapsed to the ground, unable to withstand the terrifying fluctuations. Their souls seemed about to leave their bodies, and their physical forms trembled uncontrollably.
"Boom"
The Great Demon God swung his arm forward, sending a wave of runes into the air. They collided with the dazzling light from the Martial King and immediately exploded.
Subsequently, the intense symbols and terrifying divine power that met in the void were directly annihilated, without spreading further or harming others.
Clearly, both of them had mastered runes to an extraordinary level. If this fluctuation were allowed to explode, it would destroy entire mountain ranges.
"Boom"
The Martial King waved his sleeve, and a massive gray ancient dragon emerged, immense and towering, its terror immense. This was the manifestation of a treasured technique.
The dragon was very real and enormous, filling the sky with its presence. It was entirely gray, with ancient-looking scales, as if it had flown from ancient times. Its eyes, opening and closing, exuded a sense of vitality and life.
The Fifteenth Master remained unafraid. With a light shout, a golden-winged Roc bird soared up from behind him. Its golden light was blinding, and its golden feathers seemed to burn, illuminating the heavens. It extended its large claws and reached for the gray dragon.
"Execute the family law," the Great Demon God said coldly, looking at the prisoners.
"Stop!" The four ancestors were shocked. They could not believe that, while fighting the Martial King, the Fifteenth Master still had time to act. They rushed forward to intervene.
However, the distance was too close. The Fifteenth Master was right in front of them, and with a single step, he reached the prisoners.
Then, he struck each one with a single blow, right before the eyes of the four ancestors and the Martial King. He smashed them into pieces decisively and mercilessly.
Bones and blood mist flew, and his actions were both forceful and violent. He truly resembled a demon god, his towering figure and overwhelming power making him unmatched.
This terrified everyone else, who awaited their punishment, trembling in fear.
"You" Even the Martial King was furious. The Fifteenth Master’s actions during the duel with him were already overwhelming, but to act so ruthlessly was an expression of his dominance or an indication of contempt.
"Beyond the clan rules, there is still kinship. I am not a cold-blooded person. The rest, I give you a chance to live again. I will spare your lives so you can see how far your so-called 'young supreme' can go," the Fifteenth Master said.
In front of him was a large group of people, including clan elders and middle-aged individuals, the number quite significant.
Everyone was overjoyed, seeing a glimmer of hope. Being able to live was indeed a great blessing.
"Death can be avoided, but you will still face punishment. Your cultivation will be rendered useless. From now on, live honestly and pass the rest of your life peacefully," the Fifteenth Master said.
The joy of the crowd turned into despair instantly. They felt as if they had fallen into an ice-cold abyss, their bodies shivering and their hearts breaking with screams.
"No"
These people’s faces turned pale, their hearts nearly breaking.
"Do you dare?" The Martial King roared in anger, advancing with overwhelming divine might.
However, it was too late to say anything. At the moment the Great Demon God raised his hand, runes filled the sky, submerging the people. Each one coughed blood and then collapsed.
"Rumbling"
The clash between the Martial King and the Great Demon God was immensely frightening, like two deities in fierce battle, with godly and demonic illusions appearing.
During this process, an accident occurred. Shi Li was affected, his body exploding and dying an untimely death.
Shi Yuan and the others also narrowly escaped disaster. At a critical moment, it was the Great Demon God who intervened, sending them flying to safety, saving their lives.
“I said I would let you live to see how far Yi can go,” the Fifteenth Master said coldly.
These people shuddered. It was cruel—were they merely alive to witness something?
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