25 Spirit Emperor!? (2/2)

One of the reasons why Spirit Sovereigns never emerged in this world was because of this man. He had killed off any potential Spirit Sovereigns. The times he killed someone who was about to break through to the Spirit Sovereign level wasn't just a few either.

Ridiculous rumors and superstitions were formed over time of the Spirit Sovereign level being things of myths and legends or something a man could never reach. But the truth was different. There was no need for technique or method. As long as one continued to cultivate and never stop nor die of old age first, then they would reach the Spirit Sovereign level.

Within the innumerable years of the world and among the equally innumerable living beings, to say that none had ever arrived at that step would be a joke.

This time the man would do the same thing he had always done.

He had never expected a little kid who wasn't even a Spirit Sovereign to be able to wound him! Although he had been greatly injured and to the point of death. He was still a Spirit Sovereign himself.

All these years he had healed where he had one-third of his full strength. Yet the one-third strength of his peak years was being suppressed by a little kid of a few dozen years? He couldn't believe what he was seeing!

”Die! Die! Die!” Shura yelled madly. He was truly pissed. No one had managed to piss him off this much before.

Although he had suffered misfortunes and setbacks in his life before, none of them was actually caused by a person, or at least by someone who he could do anything about. Now that there was a target he could vent his anger on, he wanted him dead!

Explosions rang out in the small and secluded palace at the back of the huge imperial palace.

The officials and soldiers were quick to act. They were already in position but they kept their distance. Even the commander of the Imperial Guards could only shake his head in dismay. What was he supposed to do when he would die under one strike of the assassin who was after the emperor?

Did he even deserve his job anymore? Did any of his subordinates even deserve their job? They couldn't help their emperor when he was under attack at all!

The Grand Chancellor was berating his subordinates for not weeding out dissent and remnants of the old regimes enough. To think that someone actually dared to assassinate their emperor, the emperor of the world.

Intense and sharp energy spewed out from each swing of Shura's sword. Countless cuts already appeared on the Spirit Sovereign's body. His body wasn't incorporal anymore, but quite solid.

His neat and tidy clothing was now in tatters and his hair was messy. He looked like a beggar.

If someone didn't know what happened and only saw this, they would say that the World Emperor was fighting with a beggar.

”No… no..” the Spirit Sovereign muttered. He was unwilling! This was supposed to be a simple thing. He had done it countless times before.

Why did everything go wrong this time around? Why!?

”Y-you, you're a monster!” the Spirit Sovereign yelled. His cultivation base failed to hinder the opponent at all. He couldn't hold back Shura's attacks anymore.

A bloody sword shot through the air like it had came from hell. Shrieks and screams came out of the sword. The sword homed in on the Spirit Sovereign's heart and pierced through it. The sword pierced into him like piercing tofu. The Spirit Sovereign's body then exploded.

Shura instantly collected whatever was valuable that was left behind and put it into his spatial ring.

”A Spirit Sovereign sneak-attacked me in order to prevent me from ascending. Don't let the news get out. Maintain order and crack down on the rebels and dissidents. Don't give them an opportunity to do anything.”

”Oh, and I'm okay.”

Shura's sent his voice to the Grand Chancellor.

'What!? A Spirit Sovereign?' The Grand Chancellor found it hard to believe. But then his doubt disappeared as soon as it appeared. There was nothing his emperor couldn't do. He then set out to clean the mess.

Shura returned back to his residence. Aside from there being a few holes in the walls, there wasn't anything wrong with the place.

”Now, let's see who you are.” Shura began to rummage through the belonging of the Spirit Sovereign.