Chapter 2252 - Return3 (1/2)

”Your calmness is annoying.” Dyon grabbed his own wrist, leisurely massaging and stretching it. ”If you're angry, display anger. Feigning an otherworldly aura only makes those who stand above you see a jumping clown.”

Ancestor Scholar's face had yet to recover. In fact, his head was still tilted off to the side. The slap had come so suddenly that he wasn't even able to react.

The biggest issue was that Dyon had moved nothing but his arm, he hadn't even sensed any qi fluctuations. From start to end, Ancestor Scholar had been maintaining a safe distance from Dyon, keeping his guard up. If the three Ancestors didn't have such reservations about Dyon, could matters have continued up to this point without them truly retaliating?

Yet, the sound of this slap was far too resounding.

'He… He folded space. But how is that possible?!'

Ancestor Scholar was still an intelligent man. A few seconds to him was the equivalent of a mortal pondering a single problem for days, even weeks. After they ticked by, how could he not understand what happened?

In that moment, the words Dyon's spoke earlier resounded in his mind… Hadn't he said that his Sacharro Clan wasn't bound by the rules of the scroll? Could it be he really wasn't lying?

Ancestor Scholar was certain that if it wasn't for the scroll, he would have been able to sense and dodge this attack. However, what he wasn't certain of was whether or not Dyon held back because he knew he didn't have to go any harder to succeed. If that was the case, who knew if he could dodge Dyon's full fledged attempt whether they were here or elsewhere?

”The Sapientia have always been a thorn at my side. Your existence annoys me.

”I'm not a fan of explaining myself, so you can consider your two geniuses to be two corpses who died unreconciled deaths.

”However, for the sake of the masses, I will say one thing. I am not some from some hidden clan biding their time for the sake of rising up for the Ancient Battlefield's descent. As for proof… Do I really need any more than this?”

In a flash, a golden token appeared in Dyon's hand. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to tell just how heavy an object was from so far away, but this time, things were different. One could even see the space crumbling around the token, shattering and reforming with every passing moment.

Seeing this token, Ancestor Scholar's mind was sent into turmoil, his expression finally changing drastically.

”Oh. It seems like you recognize this small token of mine… I'm glad to see that my Celestial Deer Sect hasn't been forgotten.”

BOOM!

A name that clapped in one's ears like thunder resounded through the coliseum. It was only then they realized just how grave of a mistake they had made.