Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 10: 68: Claim (2)

Book 10: Chapter 68: Claim (2)

“Dr…. Dragon!”

Chenglei’s massive body snaked through the skies, his black scales glowing with a dark gold luster.

The four Heads looked on with incredulous expressions on their face.

They knew well Dyon was powerful, but he still wasn’t strong enough to take the four of them on alone, especially with the support of Faith. But this… It changed everything!

“Tch.” Chenglei snorted. “You called me so I thought there would be something good. But it turns out you’re just useless.”

Dyon laughed. “I can’t cheat. I said I would show off the prowess of my soul. You’ll have to make up what I’m lacking for now.”

“Stop handicapping yourself with such ridiculous things and maybe you wouldn’t have to worry so much.”

The conversation between dragon and man made those below on the planet’s surface feel as though their lives were worth nothing, as though they could be reaped whenever it was that young man saw it fit…

“Ridiculous!” Head Ceres roared, gathering up his courage and shooting forward.

“Annoying fly!” Chenglei’s claw shot forward at a speed to quick for Head Ceres to react.

BOOM!

With just a single strike, a mighty Head that ruled over a quarter of the 99 universes was blasted into a cloud of blood mist. He didn’t even have the chance to scream out in pain.

Dyon’s lips pursed. “Chenglei.”

His tone was like a parent reprimanding a child.

Dyon knew well of Chenglei’s strength. After taking the Martial Saint pill, he reached the 18^th Order in strength. One top of that, due to breaking the shackles of the Heavens, he was already on the verge of breaking into the 13^th Dao Realm.

Just this strength alone was capable of matching those with Fallen level strength.

These so-called Fallen were peak dao experts who failed to reach the top of their Heavenly Staircase after attempting to become Higher Existences. As such, though they had longer lifespans than dao experts and were far stronger than them, they fell short of true Higher Existences. In fact, the gap was still quite large.

Killing the four Heads with that strength was as easy as flipping over a hand for Chenglei. So, obviously, Dyon, who had come here to train and leave a lasting impression of the soul path, hadn’t called him here for that.

“Fine… Fine! I’ll only use my soul too.” Chenglei muttered, feeling indignant.

“Good!” Dyon grinned.

Chenglei’s Death God Body could only show its true strength if Chenglei became adept at using his soul. But, unfortunately, this arrogant dragon never cared much for the soul path.

It was a crying shame that someone who should have the strength to sweep through quadrants alone couldn’t do so because they ignored what should have been the foundation of their truest strength. He hadn’t even comprehended Comet Qi yet!

The saddest part about Chenglei’s flaws was that his Death God Body constitution gave him good soul talent, excellent, even. This was the dream of most beasts! Yet, he ignored it…

Luckily, the soul was a path that could passively grow on its own as long as one cultivated the other paths. Dyon wasn’t the only one who experienced this.

So, after thousands of years of cultivation, Chenglei’s soul was already within the dao realm even if he hadn’t comprehended Comet Qi yet.

The only way for Chenglei to improve was to use his soul more.

“This is good too. You’d struggle if you had to deal with two of them. I’ll leave that fool Master Ores to you. As for these two…” Dyon grinned as his eyes landed on Head Nova and Head Sona. “… Leave them to me.”

Despair took hold of the four Heads. Was this really their Fate? To be used as sparring partners, then killed?

Just where were their Ancestors?! It can’t be that even after all of this, they still hadn’t chosen to move, right?!

Unfortunately for them, they had underestimated Dyon far too much.

How could a Higher Existence see anything he didn’t want them to see? Let alone a Higher Existence raised in a land that banned soul cultivation?

Even if one of them sent their senses to this place, they would see nothing out of the ordinary!

The only hope of the four Heads was that one of their Higher Existences was watching the live feed of the Universe Tournament they left on, but unfortunately, this was even more of a joke.

A Higher Existence? Wasting time watching a competition between the younger generation? There was likely no Higher Existence on the Mortal Plane that would waste time doing such a thing.

The 99 universes were simply unlucky. Dyon knew that even with what he did today, he had no way of conquering them now because he didn’t have the strength to battle Higher Existences yet. No matter how he shrouded their senses, if he conquered even one universe, it was impossible that they wouldn’t notice.

But, Dyon did this anyway. In fact, training was only a surface reason. The true reason was to relieve some frustration.

For so many years, he had been forced to duck and hide from these 99 universes, using petty tricks to keep them away while he steadily grew his power. For Dyon, who was prideful beyond one’s wildest imaginations, this thoroughly enraged him.

So, on this day, he would become the shadow in their hearts the same way they once shrouded his.