Emperor's Reckoning

Everyone immediately gawked as they saw the young man that wore nothing but a bathrobe suddenly ascended and reached the next realm just as he said so. The glimmering aura that exuded around him was no doubt that of a divine upgrading into a god. There was not a single shred of doubt in their mind that the young man in front of him was the real deal, the monster amongst monsters.

The Loh sect's patriarch couldn't believe his eyes. No matter how many times did he blinks, the reality in front of him stayed the same. Just a thought and he had broken through the next realm, the time it took to brew a tea was longer than that. His son couldn't hold a candle against the young man.

Borton's pupils trembled as it tried to amass the information that his brain perceived. The word impossible kept ringing in his mind but not even once did it come out of his mouth. He had not recalled any single being that could cultivate like that, not even his own father.

Weder had put his hands to the side instinctively rather than on the back. He couldn't blink at all as he saw what just happened right before his very eyes. The teacher that the woman was so proud of, the husband that she trusted now stood right in front of him. The tremendous talent that he had just showed put heavens themselves to shame. He knew, if he were to let him live right now, they won't be able to handle his retaliation in the future.

"I never knew a genius of this level exists!" muttered Weder. It was the greatest compliment he had ever given throughout his life. There was nothing but awe as he looked at him.

"You shine too brightly young man, should have kept it for yourself. Too bad, our enmity is too deep," said Weder as he furrowed his eyebrows. There was slight jealousy in his tone that brought a condescending smirk from Lyon.

"You might be a Godhood Realm cultivator now, but I'm still a realm above you!" shouted Weder before he plunged himself forward with clear killing intent.

"Heh, you lack speed boy!" laughed Weder as his foot was already right in front of Lyon's face. (WHAT?!) his eyes immediately opened wide as he looked at Lyon's pupil had already darted his glance from the kick whilst keeping his arms crossed toward Weder's own face.

A loud shock suddenly trembled as the shockwave traversed to the ground and the sky. The clouds were shredded while the waves rage as the land tremored.

"Ngh?!" Weder's eyes opened wide as he looked at his leg being blocked by a single foreleg. Not even a crack of bone was heard as Lyon still kept his arms crossed. The absolute display of power stomped his pride as an Ascending God cultivator.

"You cocky brat!" shouted Weder before he lashed out his combo.

The barrage of fist produced gales after gales but not a scratch was seen on Lyon's face as his hair kept fluttering. He swayed and swayed as he dodged all of them without opening his hands before he eventually took a farther leap backward as they were once again apart by the distance.

"You are quite nimble, but without power, it will only be a matter of time," said Weder as he clenched his fist. Though his experience was absurd compared to the younglings he still couldn't believe that couldn't even touch the young man's hair.

"You don't think I would stop at Godhood Realm level one now, do you?" smirked Lyon.

"Hm?! What do you mean?" asked Weder as dread suddenly occupied his mind. (He couldn't possibly?!).

A torrent of mana suddenly whisked from his rings as Lyon stood nonchalantly. The abundance of pure mana was upon their eyes before their nightmare came to reality. He didn't even need to open his arms nor darted his glance before he had ascended one level. It was faster than one could blink but before they could perceive what's going on.

Lyon let out a breath before he initiated the attack toward the shirtless old man. Weder was immediately caught by surprise before the unimaginable speed as it surpassed those of his peers. He could on brace his arms forward before a sky-falling blow rendered him to the ground like a bullet.

"Now Then! Come! ALL OF YOU!" roared Lyon as his cultivation kept on growing.

The loud warcry trembled the heavens before his eyes turned golden. The Heaven's Fury mode was activated as he kept his height and growth along his golden tail. The bathrobe had changed into that of a warlord armor. His headdress menacingly challenged the army in front and below of him.

Lyon slowly put down his eyelids after declaring the war before he took a breath. The image of a real devil ape immediately formed behind him as it sat on top of a rock with one leg up. It was grinning its fangs out before Lyon slowly opened his eyes and snapped his finger.

"Devil Ape Art: Shadows of The Heaven! Run Amok!"

Sun's laughter was heard as he shouted, "You did it! You did it! Hahaha!"

Shadows upon shadows suddenly formed beside Lyon as it brought fear to the army below. The sum almost blocked the entire moonlight as one man stood in front of them all. The quantity had been leveled, it was no longer one man against an entire army but an army against an army.

Weder got up from the ground with a slight shake of his head to shrug off the dust before looking at the sky. "Ngh?!"

"AAAH!" Lyon roared before he plunged toward Weder below as a thousand shadows revealed themselves to be his copies but without the four golden tails. The stream of 'Lyons' had different expressions from one another as they descend down but one thing was the same behind those eyes, amok.