Chapter 1421 - Lord Husband (3) (1/2)

After listening to the story, the Demon Sage went through another fit of color changes before he sighed dejectedly. This Dyon Sacharro… really was the bane of his existence. To think he was fated to take his daughter's hand before he or she was even born! What kind of bullshit game were the heavens playing with his life? Was he really meant to be nothing but a backdrop for this young man? Where was the fairness?

Sighing, the Demon Sage disappeared dejectedly. Who knew what corner of the Palace he had gone off to? He was just sick and tired of seeing his daughter's lovestruck appearance. It broke his fatherly heart.

Amphorae Pakal! That was a name that had shook the very martial world long ago before she was forced into hiding by her father's rampage.

When the Demon Sage came back, he obviously lost himself in anger. This was the point in time when he fell to the demonic path, losing his sense of self entirely. As a consequence, he began to attack each and every one of the clans that caused his harm, destroying their foundations one by one.

However, there were some clans with foundations much too sturdy for him to shake alone. Maybe if he had calmed himself and not been so arrogant, he could have rebuilt his kingdom. After all, he still had the Jafari Clan treasure and a large portion of his wealth was still in tact as well. In addition, his daughter was a heavenly defying talent… In just a few thousand years, there would likely only be a handful of individuals capable of matching her might.

Together, they could have rebuilt the kingdom. But, he lost himself in anger. In fact, the Clans that he lost to were still thriving today, more than twenty million years later. These were the clans that no longer needed the Epistemic Tower and were among the handful that sustained themselves without it. These were mighty comet grade and even moon grade Clans! There were even rumors of a behemoth Planet Grade Clan.

Knowing all of this, the Demon Sage was depressed. It should be his legacy reigning supreme, yet it was handed off to someone else. Even his own daughter wasn't his to claim anymore… Wasn't that far too much for any one man to handle?

Dyon looked toward Amphorae, smiling toward her so sweetly that he knew if the Demon Sage saw it, he would vomit in disgust.

”Is there something on my face?” Despite asking that question, Amphorae's appearance had returned to its stoic form, making Dyon chuckle.

”Let's go,” Dyon suddenly said. With a step, they disappeared out of the Palace and appeared by a lake.

Truth be told, even Dyon was stunned. He had planned on taking at least three to four leaps to get here. After all, his spatial jump was limited to a kilometer at most while this lake was a bit over three away.

Amphorae smiled lightly at Dyon's confused expression.

Seeing this, Dyon thought that it was her who had helped him out, but she shook her head at his gaze.

”Maybe you've just grown stronger.” Amphorae said lightly.

”Maybe…” Dyon didn't think this change was so simple. He would only grow more confused when he noticed the abrupt size change in his inner world. ”Forget it.”