Chapter 1157 - Come to Know His Name (5) (2/2)

The celestials didn't bother to stop Dyon either, they were very much enjoying this show. After all, they still didn't Dyon was aware of Soul Market because the nunnery's Mother was still looking for a way to not have to compensate them for their help.

”Release her!” Enzo roared in a rage, still propping up his father.

Dyon laughed, ignoring Enzo and training his eyes on the Master. ”You don't deserve to be the head of my Soul Rending Peak. Not only are you weak, you're corrupt and spineless. It's best you directly hand your duties over to me.”

An uproar sounded through disciples. Were they truly about to have a change in Masters?

200 or so years ago, when Violet's father came back, he took advantage of a challenger rule to become the new Master, replacing the former master, Donari's father – the head of the Caedes family.

Therefore, not only was there precedent, no one dared to look down on Dyon. He had defeated their master in one punch… If he wasn't worthy of leading the sect, who was?

The White Mother's brow twitched when she heard this. If Dyon really became the new leader of Soul Rending Peak, it would be impossible to get rid of him.

The reason was simple. The Mystic level technique used to transfer souls to their buyers was protected under strict layers of defensive and killing arrays. In order to maintain leverage and afford his daughter extra protection, the Master directly took control of these proceedings, never giving The Cathedral full reign over the technique.

It had to be remembered that the Devil Cultivators were not always here. This meant, for the most part, the Master was the strongest expert of the 98th quadrant. Who could stop him if he wanted to do something?

With the Master's symbol of Soul Rending Peak, all of their plans would completely fall through.

It was just a shame that the Mother didn't know that Soul Market's situation was worse than she thought.

The Master grit his teeth. ”Release my daughter and I'll directly give you the Master Symbol.”

Dyon thought for a bit before shrugging. His anger, for the most part, had been vented.

”Wait.” Donari's father suddenly stepped forward. ”If there'll be an exchange of the Master Symbol, I too would like to participate.”

The White Mother's eyes lit up hearing this as she too stepped forward. ”So would I.”

Before the Master could get angry about these two greedy fools playing around with his daughter's life, another voice called out, filled with ridicule.

”You're both too weak.” Sokzac stepped forward, his handsome face plastered with a sneer as his long black hair gently blew in the wind.