533 Booted (2/2)

”Innate Skill: Sovereign Authority.”

Sakra uttered as he clenched his right hand, releasing that same skill that allowed the Titan Lord to decide the life and death of the Sea Dream Domain. However, in Sakra's hands, the berserk force was so vast that even Overgods couldn't remain standing. Across tens of thousands of kilometers, all became the vassals of his tyrannical will, awaiting the judgment he readied to pass.

Within the Sea Dream Temple, Rati's face contorted into a frown. She might not care about the lives of those ants, but Konrad did. If she still kept her hands crossed at this juncture, in the future, what hope was there to regain his care?

Moreover, she didn't doubt that the current Konrad...wasn't Sakra's match!

Without more hesitation, Rati lifted her hand, stretching it toward Sakra as he unleashed the formless wrath of death on the Myriad Dreams Valley. But as she readied to make her move, a shocking scene occurred, stopping not only she but Sakra in their gestures.

The wind blew in reverse.

Not everyone could feel that wind. On the scene, only Verena, Sakra and Rati were qualified to sense it. But all that did felt their eyes widen.

Rati and Sakra from disbelief, Verena from joy!

”Heaven's destiny has been robbed.”

Rati and Sakra realized in a stupor. The destiny was half the will. If Heaven's destiny had indeed been robbed, half of its will had already changed hands! Their eyes locked on the spot where the winds gathered, a secluded hall of the Myriad Dreams Valley from which the acme of Death, Fate and Life Laws billowed!

*BOOM*

In a deafening blast, three energy columns rose to the sky, an emerald, black and translucent column stood, rippling with those transcendental Life, Death and Truth Laws.

*BANG*

Another blast - and the columns dispersed, revealing a 1.9 meters tall man whose windblown, snow-white hair fluttered with empyrean grace. At his right, a pitch-black cauldron stood, and at his left, a ring of marble white pills. He opened his mouth, letting one of those pills dive into it, vanishing into his body in waves of surging force. In that instant, dazzling light erupted from the man's form, blinding all on the scene with the purest of heavenly luminescence and giving him the grace of an archangel.

But an angel he was not. No, his icy blue eyes would forever remind the world that beneath that celestial radiance lay the monarch of depravity, the sovereign of all Devils:

The Profane Prince, Konrad.

And as the heavenly luminescence dazzled the world, his cultivation rose from the early-stage of the Prime Devil Realm straight to the peak!

The luminescence dispersed, but as it did, Sakra was startled to see Konrad's form...escape his eyesight!

*BAM*

A foot trampled his head, sending him hurtling in the sky before cratering in the ground deep below the Myriad Dreams Valley's mountain!

”Destroy my sect? Just you?

Boy, know your place.”