Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 9: 161: Patience (3)

Book 9: Chapter 161: Patience (3)

The more they watched, the more despair the Grand Elder’s felt.

“Though I’m not a murderous individual who would wipe your Clans from existence, today, you will all die. You, along with the upper echelon of the Jikan, Heaven and Void Clan will all die here today…”

In that moment, everyone finally noticed the changes in the distance.

Countless yellow stone floating islands charged toward them. The closer they got, the more suppression the qi and body paths felt.

In an instant, the island slammed into one another, forming a massive continent so large it blocked out the skies and descended the Gate into darkness.

Knowing the rules of the Gate, Dyon’s enemies paled.

One after another, they fell from the skies, unable to control their qi to stay afloat.

They couldn’t understand how this had happened. All of the soul floating islands had been moved to the edge of the Gate, they should have been far out of reach. Much less conquer them, one couldn’t even see or sense them from here!

How could they know that Dyon’s Divine Sense reached the edge of these gates? How could they know a single string of Dyon’s soul qi was enough to force these yellow islands into submission?

“Hey Chenglei, I destroyed your skeleton army right? Don’t you think these BPA Legions would be a suitable replacement?”

Chenglei didn’t answer, but his laughter shook the skies, causing the massive yellow continent above their heads to tremble.

“Want to escape?” Dyon’s eyes sharpened. “Unfortunately, I can’t allow that.”

Dyon’s hands clap together. ‘I still haven’t grasped that technique, but… just imitating it for now is enough.’

How could [Judgement] be the only attack technique of the [Dao of Array Alchemy]. It’s just that all the others required star qi. Well, [Judgement] also required star qi, it was just that with Dyon’s understanding of array alchemy, he could lower its standards.

However, Dyon had been on vacation. No matter how talented his soul was, he could just grasp such grand techniques with a glance, he had to practice… Something he hadn’t been doing much of. And, since his clones could use planet qi at best, only his main body could do the practice he needed.

But, wasn’t now as good a time as ever to get into the swing of things?

‘First…’

Dyon’s eyes glowed with a fiendish light. “[RAZE]!”

The fourth Judgement had finally made its appearance. A thick black formation appeared in the skies. It didn’t seem to be formed of just one array, but rather multiple, each stack above the last in ever growing complexity.

A black spear slowly made its presence known.

Illusion of a hell of black fire, one of torture of despair, filled the minds of those who looked upon the Fourth Judgement. Under its might, a lower dao expert could only wait to die.

In an instant, Dyon formed seven.

His hands slowly clapped together as they shot forward, streaking across the skies. No matter how hard they tried, the seven dao experts couldn’t muster up any strength, the suppression of their bodies and qi was too much… Coupled with Chenglei’s Dragon Soul and it felt like they were celestials again…

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The attack on their minds was too vicious. They realized too late that it wasn’t that they couldn’t gather up strength, but rather that the Fourth Judgement made them feel as though they couldn’t… As though they were worth nothing.

By the time they understood this, the spears had pierced through their chests. Even though they were dao experts and could survive such a blow, looking toward Dyon’s clasped hands… They realized it would never be their turn to do so.

Dyon’s hands formed a symbol for prayer, but he had no intention of doing such a thing.

“[Sage’s Decree].”

His right hand raised as his left maintained its position. The skies above trembled, his soul qi madly gathering as his Weapon’s Master Array appeared to his back, shimmering a beautiful diamond royal blue.

‘My weapon’s will is too weak to use this to even a substandard. But… It’s enough…’

“[First Arm: …]”

An illusory hand began to form in the skies. A radiating golden light filled with benevolent energies surged, slowly forming its wrist and forearm, and finally up toward its shoulder.

Energy surged once more as a massive great sword swirled into existence in its hand. The image looked so weak that it could collapse at any moment, but Dyon’s calm visage showed that he didn’t believe this would happen for even a single moment.

The grand sword vibrated with moving runes far to unclear to see the form of. But just this was enough.

“[… Patience].”

Dyon’s raised arm fell. It felt slow, so slow that even a child could dodge it. Yet, the seven dao experts felt as though they couldn’t budge an inch… The incomplete sword felt like the most beautiful thing they had ever seen… So beautiful they couldn’t bear to dodge it.

Kaori could only watch, despair etched into his visage as he watched the sword descend. Even if they were at full power, such an attack would be difficult to deal with. Yet… now they were not only suppressed by Chenglei’s Dragon Soul, but their most important paths of cultivation were almost completely sealed.

It was impossible for them to use their Domains to protect their minds because they couldn’t activate them in the first place!

By the time these thoughts were completed, the sword had reached its target.

The three Grand Elders… Grand Elder Jikan. Grand Elder Heaven. Grand Elder Void….

All directly burst into three clouds of blood.