Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 90: Pinned (2)

Dyon flashed forward at such a blinding speed that it was clear he had been barely trying until now, in a mere moment, he had crossed tens of miles to appear before the stakes. historical

Zabia’s body hung from the middle, completely riddled with wounds. Large chunks of skin were missing, revealing the bone and muscle below. One of his eyes was entire gouged out while the other was swollen shut completely. He had long since run out of sweat to sweat and could only use his dried blood to cool his body down. His life was just barely holding on by the thinnest of strings.

To his side, the only other survivor was Iaachus whose condition was far worse. Only a single arm was pinned up above him because the other was missing entirely. In addition, the nail that pinned his lower body to the stake went through his shin… The remainder of his leg was nowhere to be seen.

As for the remainder of the Vinum family? They were completely lifeless. Even Trot who Dyon had once fought when he awoke from his coma was nothing but a corpse.

Dyon remained silent, only stepping forward to slowly let them down, one by one. As he worked, an aura of darkness brewing around him, those of the beast clans began to slowly appear. They didn’t know why, but none of them felt that they should be the first to speak. They felt an unquenchable danger weighing on their chests, growing heavier and heavier. Yet, they didn’t dare to back away either…

“Who?” Zabia and Iaachus who couldn’t see suddenly felt their bodies being lowered. Zabia struggled to open his remaining eye, but Iaachus wasn’t so lucky. Both of his eyes had been gouged out.

“Don’t agitate your injuries.” Dyon spoke softly, his voice oddly calm.

“Ah, Dyon?” The both of them spoke at the same time. Although they didn’t cry, their grievances were clear in their voices.

They had thought that this mission would be an easy one. Finding a treasure of the Jafari with a Jafari by their side? It should have been simple. Yet, when they got here, it was anything but…

“Who did this to you?” Dyon’s voice travelled with a hint of majesty.

In the distance, the five geniuses began to slowly appear. The first was Kaa, and soon afterward it was Ignis, then Silver Fang. Finally, the enticing figure of the Crystal Boned Eagle Clan’s Vera appeared. As for Balor, he was likely hidden in the large tree shadows.

“My little brothers…” Iaachus choked, his vocal cords half sheered apart. “… That bastard!”

Iaachus’ frustration only grew as he tried to explain, but it was too difficult. He was blind, he was actually blind. He was nothing but a cripple now! What did his years of cultivation even mean?

“Dyon.” Zabia coughed, trying to steady his rage. “I’m not sure how much time has passed in the outside world for you, but this enemy isn’t a simple one. Since you’ve come here, it’s better to run.”

To Zabia, it had only been a few months since they came to Chaos Universe. But, as a Jafari, he was very sensitive to time, darkness and spatial will. He felt that there was something off with the time stream, but his cultivation was high enough to see through it. He was only able to confirm that this was true since Dyon was here.

His reasoning was simple. Dyon wasn’t even out of his trial when he left on this mission, in fact, he was still in the middle of his third trial. A few months wasn’t enough to complete it, which meant that much more time than they had perceived passed.

However, when they reached this Mystical World, everything changed. Time slowed, extending their misery even more…

“Don’t speak about what I should do. I only want to hear what happened.”

Zabia coughed, bitterly laughing. Knowing that he wouldn’t change Dyon’s mind, he could only start to explain.

“We came here following my connection to the Jafari Clan treasure. Eventually, we trained in on this Palace and made our way here. However, the Palace was covered by a barrier that wouldn’t allow us in.

“Once we tried to get it anyway, we were blasted away. But that was when a spirit appeared to us and began to rant about just how much he hated his successor. He told us that if we could manage to show more potential than this successor, that he would allow us in. So, everyday, we trained with the centennials he sent out… It’s been over five hundred years since we started…”

Dyon’s eyes contracted. A hundred years to them was only a single year in the outside, meaning five hundred years was five. If he accounted for the decelerated time they likely experienced outside, this was enough to explain their long disappearance.

However, Zabia had trained for 500 years and still lost?! Who did this?!

‘Training in this kind of time warp, even with an expert’s fingerprints on it, isn’t very efficient.’ Little Yin explained. ‘Learning wills becomes very difficult due to the warp. This difficulty of comprehension also extends energy comprehension, making breaking into a new realm very difficult. It’s impressive that they even became peak celestials. That said, what this sort of time warp is very good with is increasing battle prowess…’

Zabia shook his head, deep grief evident in his eyes. “The spirit began training us in earnest. I think it’s because he was bored… However, he’ll only appear every few weeks, and sometimes he’ll disappear for months and years at a time.

“When he saw that we wanted to attempt to break into the dao formation realm, he said we weren’t ready and sealed our cultivation, telling us to train up our bodies and souls first, then disappeared. But his timing was unfortunate…”