969 100 Years 1 (2/2)

Being the son of the first lady of the Caedes family, this left Olaf wallowing in hatred. He couldn't understand the actions of his father, yet he could only wait for the day that this concubine would give birth…

That entire time, he comforted himself by saying there was no way this new sibling of his would become more important to the family than him. After all, he was so talented, what were the odds? As long as this child was born mediocre, his father would snap out of it and start loving him again.

However, for the first time in Olaf's life, he faced the reality of not having everything in his control… No longer did his noble status mean much of anything in the face of a younger brother who exceeded him in all things.

Soon after, all of the attention, praise and filial piety Olaf had received completely transferred to his younger brother. And maybe the worst part? That very same younger brother through it all away, yet the family still hadn't given up on him yet!

This was Olaf's chance. To defeat a man his younger brother acknowledged as his better, wouldn't that be the ultimate slap to his family's face? Wouldn't he finally be able to show them all just how wrong they were?

”I've waited for a moment like this for a long time.” Olaf sneered, releasing a dense black fog that warped the vision of everyone witnessing the scene.

Suddenly, the fog thinned, covering the entire arena in a translucent grey. It was clear that this was the lauded peak heaven technique. Even saints felt their senses being manipulated under its effects.

It suddenly felt as though up was down and down was up. As though left was right and right was left. And that was just for the audience! None of them could imagine what it felt like for Dyon!

However, immediately after that, something even more shocking occurred.

A crackling sound echoed from Olaf's body as though something was releasing. A moment after, an eruption of dense saint energy blasted out from his body, increasing the effectiveness of the technique to another level.

Those with weaker cultivation immediately passed out from dizziness, unable to stop the feeling of their heads imploding from the inside out.

It was only at that moment that everyone understood they had underestimated Olaf's talent… He had already stepped into sainthood as a third-grade expert!

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