Reaper of the Martial World

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Book 10: Chapter 88: Busy (1)

“Ah, almost forgot something.”

Dyon’s footsteps suddenly paused. Even as he did, numerous light sources shone down on the once enclosed area. It didn’t take much thought to understand what was happening at all.

These were all great geniuses of their Clans, how could they not each be given Life Saving Jades?

Dyon didn’t fancy himself to be a mass murderer, but he would certainly teach those who deserved it a lesson. He wouldn’t mind allowing True God Star and the numerous who spoke against him a chance to live. After all, those who spoke out were nothing but sheep not worth his time, while, at the very least, even if he was scum, True God Star sacrificed his own wife before daring to ask others to do the same. In a sort of twisted way, he had a small bit of character.

But… Terren? Anyone who dared look upon his wives with such thoughts deserved nothing but death.

“[Raze]. [Accelerate]. [Accelerate]. [Shrink].”

Terren’s body had only just begun to reform, his consciousness still very much intact. He couldn’t believe what had just happened to him, but the reality was right before them all. It couldn’t be denied.

A Life Saving Jade had the ability to rewind time in a very finite space, rebuilding the body of a deceased genius. But, this was only one aspect. If this genius was just reborn in the same place he or she died, wouldn’t they just die again?

So, Life Saving Jades also had the ability to transport those it wanted to protect to the nearest and safest location. But, who would have guessed that this reality would seal Terren’s Fate?

To a sprite, what place could possibly be safer than the Sprite Alliance capital?

Terren couldn’t even react before his head was shattered like a watermelon taken to a sledgehammer. Dyon, of course, had the ability to kill him painlessly. But why would he bother with such a thing?

“He… Really killed him…” Cal almost fell backward. If it wasn’t for the Oracle Sprite youth who didn’t want to be fallen upon, he would have.

The first death hadn’t impacted him so severely, but the second… it was as though loud sonorous bells were ringing in his mind.

“WHO DARES?!”

A shimmering projection wafted into existence. It had taken much longer to manifest than normal because the energy fluctuations around so many Life Saving Jades activating at once had interfered with the normal process. By the time he managed to do so, he could only watch as a great genius of his clan was coldly slain before him.

Terren might not have been the best genius of their Earthen Sprites, but he was still ranked within the top few dozen. This was enough to make him both incredibly valuable to the Alliance itself, but especially so to the Clan he was birthed from. His death was as good as losing a future pillar!

This matter was even more important in this generation due to the soon incoming Ancient Battlefield descent.

Upon entering, youths would progress incredibly quickly, far quicker than normal. This was why so many Clans were investing so much into the seemingly unimportant first phase. Simply put, losing just one such genius was even more devastating than usual.

‘How does he have so much power even while suppressed…’ The Oracle Sprite youth felt like nothing in this world made sense anymore. Even though his senses had warned him, it still wasn’t enough to prepare him for this.

Dyon raised his arm to attack again, but he found that Amphorae’s own had stopped him.

“Stop being reckless.” She said softly. “You’re too severely injured to be using your strength like this.”

“Ah…” Dyon didn’t know how to respond, he could only scratch the back of his head.

The sprites and tower quadrant geniuses who heard this felt their worlds spin. Amphorae hadn’t spoken for them to hear, but their cultivations were too grand to miss words, no matter how softly said, spoken just a few hundred meters away.

There was also another matter that those who were more intelligent grasped immediately. Since Amphorae didn’t care whether or not they knew Dyon was injured and hadn’t even bothered to hide it, it meant only one thing… It didn’t matter if they knew!

Amphorae’s red robes suddenly began to whip violently in the wind. Every so often, they would cling to curves, revealing a silhouette gorgeous enough to make one’s blood boil.

The mighty projection’s gaze swept over everything, looking for the perpetrator. It wasn’t until he heard Amphorae’s words that he landed on Dyon and his group, his eyes red with fury.

Dyon smiled. ‘It seems that without the restriction of her cultivation speed, my Amphorae has improved again.’

Hypnos’ Muse had such stringent requirements to be fully awakened. How could a constitution that required one to reincarnate to touch the true power of not have prowess beyond one’s wildest imaginations?

Amphorae was now able to cultivate at speeds almost as fast as Chenglei who had broken through Heaven’s Chains simply by sleeping! After Dyon saw through the cruel tricks of the Olympus Clan and helped Amphorae’s wings reach the Ascended state, her cultivation speed had skyrocketed to these unprecedented levels.

In addition to this, Amphorae was able to form her 6^th extra meridian, making her strength far beyond the norm, especially as an angel.

To deal with a mere projection of peak dao formation expert which housed only a fraction of his true strength… It was too easy for her.

Her delicate fingers stretched out as she made the world her instrument.  

“[Worldly Resonance… First Note].”

The skies rippled as though it was a pool of water…