Chapter 1108 - 2 out of 10 (1) (1/2)

Dyon was absolutely stunned, but other than a weird light in his eye, he didn't have any other reaction. He had pegged Violet's snake-like personality a long time ago. Why would he still be surprised after hearing this?

Arthurian, however, was completely shocked by this turn of events. If he knew this would happen, why would he bother asking his Uncle for help?

'Unless…? Is it because of my Uncle that Violet told a lie? Or is it because Dyon angered her in some way?'

On the ground, Donari who was just as arrogant as Dyon and halfway into the air, paused, confusion clear on his face.

He had been with Dyon when the bell was rung, and he had also been there when they heard the roar together. Presumably, if Dyon did this, he would have immediately known that the Master's anger was aimed toward him and the central bell's chime was calling for his punishment. If he knew all of this… Why did he come here?

None of it made any sense. Not only had he come, he was standing in the sky, completely alone and without protection. Could a person really be so stupid?

Still, as a person who had exchanged blows with Dyon, he was well aware of his character. At the same time, as a member of the Caedes family, he was well versed in the type of person Violet was as well. Although Violet didn't use those underhanded tactics on him, plenty of others had suffered at her hands.

In the end, Donari continued his way up the sky, hovering beside Dyon. After he saw the odd light in his father's eye and Arthurian's reaction, he figured some things out for himself.

Plus, if Dyon died now, how would he get revenge for his loss? He needed his target alive.

By now, the Master's face had morphed from red to white then blue. Seeing his daughter's attacker right before him, how could he not want to inflict the worst kind of punishment?

”DIE!” Without waiting for anyone's reaction, the Master extended two fingers and swiped down with vicious force.

At that moment, the only thing in the world was sword qi, blotting out the skies.

The disciples on the ground felt themselves shiver in terror. They knew that if they were the ones facing this strike, there would only be one result: death.

The eyes of the family heads sharpened. Even they weren't sure if they could handle this sword strike. It seemed that after 200 years of seclusion, the Master of Soul Rending Peak had definitely improved. His sword intent had actually reached the third level, one with body!