19 Return (1/2)

Cold sweat flew down Peak Master Boran's back. His expression was solemn but his pale face betrayed his shock and anxiety.

'This… this is impossible!'' he screamed in his mind.

The bastard who had killed his son stood in the sky calmly. It was as if he was the sky himself! Vast and overwhelming power was being emitted by him. Peak Master Boran felt it hard to even breathe. His body wouldn't listen to him.

What was this? The last time he saw this kid, he was only a measly Spirit Lord! How was it possible for him to be a Spirit Emperor now? The Spirit Emperor level was a venerated peak on the long road of cultivation! Not even the founding sect master of the Long Stream Sect was a Spirit Emperor!

Peak Master Boran couldn't believe what he was seeing or hearing. He thought it was all a dream, a nightmare! He pinched his cheek and he felt pain. He wasn't dreaming, this was real! A real nightmare!

Sect Master Word turned to look at Boran and frowned. Frowning was the only act he could muster the strength to do to at least give an appearance that he was calm and even capable of controlling his own body. His whole being was being suppressed and forced down by an unstoppable and invisible might all around him.

Shura looked at all of this calmly. He had never flaunted his cultivation base before, but here he was doing it wildly. The impressive pressure that a Spirit Emperor possessed was being emitted with such intensity that even the Spirit Battleships that weren't even people began to shake. The sky and earth were vibrating from this overwhelming and intense power.

Seeing that Boran's face was as white as a sheet of paper and that he remained silent, Sect Master Word spoke up instead.

”Senior, there must be a misunderstanding…”

”Oh? A misunderstanding, you say? I can remember like it was yesterday. Your Peak Master had sent countless mercenaries and bounty hunters after my head. He even tried to kill me himself. You try to explain to me how this is all just a 'misunderstanding'.”

Shura had wanted to hear what these people were going to say. That's why he didn't immediately kill them but decided to talk to them first. Yet the sect master was trying to weasel his way out of the trouble. This greatly disappointed him.

Thoughts raced through Sect Master Word's head like thunder and lightning. The only one who Peak Master Boran wanted to kill was just an insignificant junior who killed his son. Since when did a Spirit Emperor kill his son? But Boran recognizes this young man. So he must be that junior! But… how? This aura, this might, a Spirit Emperor was standing in front of him right now! Which part of him was a 'junior'?

Shura spoke up and interrupted Sect Master Word's thoughts.

”I will keep this simple. Things are always simple. You wanted to kill me. I will kill you. All. Of. You. If I leave even one of you alive, there's no telling when I would die in my sleep in the future.”

Sect Master Word was about to speak up, but with a motion of Shura's hand, the word was stuck in his throat.

”This all began with Peak Master Boran's son being righteous. I don't know whether I am righteous or not. But I know is that I'm still alive and he is dead, and all of you will be joining him now.”

Shura was satisfied that his enemies knew why they were dying. With that done he would now act.

Just as he was about to kill them, a voice traveled out from the portal: ”Halt, fellow cultivator!”

Shura immediately swung the sword in his hand. Although he didn't have any sword techniques and he hadn't wielded a sword in recent memory, the might of a Spirit Emperor imbued the sword strike with the natural power of the world.

A single slashing motion sent out an invisible shockwave of destructive energy that immediately engulfed the whole area.

Woods splintered, metal deformed and erupted. Liquid evaporated. The enormous fleet of battleships immediately disintegrated as countless people also exploded into bloody mists that then evaporated.

Everyone in the Long Stream Sect was instantly killed. Their mysterious ally was also killed. All of them were dead, there was no exception. Peak Master Boran who wanted to avenge his son was dead. The Sect Master who had also avenged someone was also dead. Yet Shura was certain that Silis wasn't. He just knew she wasn't present here today. Had she already perished in the sect? Or was it that she wasn't even in the sect in the first place?

The enemies he wanted to kill were dead. He never imagined that it would happen so quickly and end so easily with a wave of his hand. Perhaps an easy life wasn't 'right'?

A man in a pure white robe without a speck of dust or stain stepped out from the portal. He looked around. He didn't see any people or thing other than Shura who stood out in the sky in front of the portal.