Emperor's Reckoning

After the three geniuses left to their departure from the Mortal World. The patriarchs or matriarchs of each clan were on the move.

The news naturally spread out toward the common cultivators and they all started to have their own thought about what they might actually want to discuss.

"There must be one thing that they want to talk about."

"Yes I agree, there is only one person that they want to talk about."

"They want to handle that dangerous young man. Treas's destroyer."

The nearby cultivators were all nodding in agreement as they heard what they talked about. There was nothing else to discuss but him.

Treas had succumbed to total destruction but the great-grandaughter of the said man was marrying the assailant instead. Those who had witnessed the destruction didn't dare to speak a lot about it. The ace cards that he held were too powerful for their bravery to handle nor for their minds to comprehend.

"The meeting will be, of course, closed off from the public."

"Damn, I wish I could hear what they say."

"Do you think that they would plan an attack against him?"

"I heard that Garuda City is currently in crazy turmoil, I think it's impossible."

"Haven't you heard? The situation in Garuda City has receded. We could visit the place again!"

"What?! Don't tell me there will be another war?! I'm not ready!"

"I think so, I mean look at the timing. The young generations, Zet, Porealus, and Ivy are all on good terms with Lyon last time I checked. However, the three of them are going to Heaven as we speak."

"Damn! The timing is not looking food for him."

Though they were speculating about what's going to happen. None of them, not a single one of the cultivators thought that Lyon was dead from the natural disasters that occurred in that world. With the power of the trio, they doubted that even a falling star could kill him.

"Oh look, it's the head of the Arunga family!"

"Damn, they are as punctual as ever."

The old man was flying toward a lone island where many onlookers had stayed and hovered in the air. One of the elders behind the old man immediately accelerated forward before shouting at them.

"Scram!"

The onlookers immediately shrieked and moved away from the place they were stationing.

The mean-looking elder immediately bowed before letting the old man past him. The other elders stood beside the former and guarded one side of the island. The distance was pretty far and not even a shout could be heard despite the empty hindrance for the sound to travel.

On the other end, the matriarch of the Yuki clan was coming toward the island the same way that Ivy once did. A line of the path was formed by freezing the ocean. The beautiful white horses were rushing toward the island while dragging a single beautiful carriage.

However, midway through their run, the driver suddenly pulled her rein and gradually decreased the speed of the horses. The Yuki elders that were following her from above halted as well.

The door of the carriage was opened before a beautiful thick dress was revealed. Her feet were unseen and her face wore a thick veil.

She spared a glance toward the old man of the Arunga with her beautiful pale icy pupils. The expression under the veil was unknown but based on her narrowing eyes, she was smiling.

The icy ground that she was standing on her feet suddenly pushed her figure forward like a wave. She was the queen as not lift of a finger before nature obeyed her will. All the way to the grassy part of the island, and it was only then done she finally lift her foot.

"You're late," the old man spoke as he had sat down in one of the four chairs available. There was not a single table at all and he looked at the woman with a slight disappointment in his eyes. "Younger Generation, the mortal world is doomed. The discipline that these youths had was nothing compared to mine."

The matriarch replied, "I would have swallowed your remark were I not the matriarch and still nothing but a disciple of the Yuki clan. However, I will only forgive you once, do it again and see how your heart beats in ice."

She was not glaring but the killing intent she let out made the old man's eyes turn serious for a second.

"Hmph!" the old man only grunted.

(Porealus must have it tough to have someone like him to lead the family) thought the matriarch before she sat down directly opposite of the old man.

The discipline from the Arunga family was known wide and far. Only Porealus, the young master of the clan was seen to dislike the extreme and rigid discipline that his clan taught.

Seeing his grandson was not up to par with the way he used to be, was one of the many reasons he still won't acknowledge the power of the latter generation.

"I see that you all have come before me, please forgive my tackiness."

The matriarch and the old man immediately turned their glance before seeing someone had already sat on the third seat.

He was an old man with thick white eyebrows that could cover his eyes from sunlight. Unlike the old man from the Arunga family, he was not tensed nor is he extreme against his politeness. His skin may be weary with time and his lips had cracks, but the power that this old man had was surmounting.

"Why is it you that come here and not your son, Tael?" said the old man.

"Hoho, you still remember my name despite that extreme way of life that you bear? I'm honored, Carius," said Tael as he nodded. "About the question, my son is accompanying my grandson to his tournament."

"Bah! He will waste your grandson if that's how he decides to raise him."

"Hehe, Carius you speak broadly about me and I won't care, but speak ill about my son and grandson, your head will roll," the threatening words immediately put Carius in his place.

The matriarch of the Yuki clan furrowed her eyebrows. (This old man is an old legend, even though he looks really frail, his sword art must be devastatingly high! I never thought that he would still be alive though)

"Now, then who might you be, young miss? Are you the new matriarch?" asked Tael.

The matriarch nodded, "I am, I was once a disciple from the Yuki clan."

"Ah, I see, no wonder, no wonder," said Tael as he nodded.

(These old men) the matriarch smirked (They didn't even ask my name).

"Where is the previous one though?" Tael asked.

"She is currently hibernating in a sealed room," said the matriarch.

"Oh," he didn't inquire further but seemed to be contemplating something.

These three figures could easily decide the fate of the Mortal Worlds. The very foundation of peace was held by these three, at least, the grand peace that was.

"This emergency meeting will be of course, about the fourth seat," said Carius after a light cough.

"Ah, I heard of him... my grandson liked him a lot hahaha! He must be a good fellow then," said Tael as he laughed.

"Tael, you old fool, don't you know what he had done?!" said Carius.

"What?" asked Tael as he shrugged. He had been detached from worldly affairs for quite some time now and couldn't catch up with everything this soon.

"Didn't your son tell you or something?!"

"Nope, he just came back, took my grandson to his tournament as if he was five. Hahaha, I raised a good one."

"The underlying problem that... the Arunga mentioned was about where Lyon actually kills cultivators from heaven. However, they were not just some random cultivator from the Mortal World. One of them was a captain of a guard of the two youths that controlled the Treas family," said the Matriarch.

"That's right. If he is a guard then it must be from one of the prestigious families in Heaven. They will take his wrath upon him and the rest of the Mortal World! Innocent people will die," said Carius.

"Hmm, that is a worrisome problem," said Tael. "However, if they decided to fight back then wouldn't it happen sooner than later?"

"So you knew about it all along you old bastard!" said Carius with his eyes glaring.

"Hahaha!" Tael only laughed it off.

"The disaster around the Garuda City was what worried me, I don't know if it were their doing or not."

"Hmm? Oh, Garuda City, yeah, I was visiting that place yesterday. Crazy," said Tael as he averted his glance toward his curved sword.

(So crazy) Tael smiled as he rubbed and caressed his sword.

The small gesture was naturally caught by the other two.

(He knew something!) thought both of them at the same time.