Russel had his eyes bulged as his pupils shrunken in fear. His brain fired the signal to run but no matter how many times he struggled to get out of his grasp, they were proved futile. His act turned one hundred eighty as his entire body trembled in fear. He was never facing an enemy in his lifetime this up close ever since that one time with the trio ladies. Living his entire life at the expense of his high status and wealthy family, he lacked the experience that his father and grandfather had. However, even if he were to have them, it all would be for naught since the man in front of him could destroy a mountain and made his grandfather died without a funeral.

"Sp-Space element..." gulped Titania as she saw how the magic contributed to Lyon's current position. There was only a handful of space element cultivators, not to mention to acquire the spell for it. Even the massive transportation needed over a thousand men to successfully chanted, even that still left them fatigue.

Borton was left speechless as he saw his son being caught just by a reach of a hand. He had never seen anyone could grab someone under the light of the returning jade stone since the latter moved too fast for anyone to catch. However, the sight in front of him was not a nightmare. The man that could beat his father without a single drop of sweat, could do the feat that nobody ever thought possible. The extreme fire element aptitude immediately turned into a joke against the man that could chant the magic without even murmuring the spell, not to mention it was one of the ultra-rare elements.

His eyes immediately fell into despair as there was no escape, to begin with. The moment that young man got out of the black sphere his fate was sealed. His uneasiness of the time proved to be right once more, the ominous feeling was too chilling to his very soul, yet it was too late to even do anything the moment Cecile put the wedding ring inside Lyon's finger.

Lyon's four golden tails flared up as he brought Russel's frightened face down to his eyes that exuded a tsunami-like killing intent. Russel's blonde hair gradually turned white in the absence of his pride and the presence of death. His eyes couldn't blink as it was locked against Lyon who didn't speak a word but had his jaw clenched to the bulging veins on his forehead.

Russel suddenly splurted out blood from his back as Hanjiseh was penetrated through his gut to the point that Lyon's hand was touching his body. The proud garment that was supposed to guard against most lethal attacks of any kind was easily penetrated by the javelin that his own flesh and blood used when he went to war.

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"Aaah!!!!"

Russel screamed in agony as it was the first time his body ever received such a fatal blow. The excruciating pain continued as no matter how many times he tried to grit his teeth and endure it, the result was the same.

"Stop it! You brute! Let him go! He had nothing to do with this! Else! I will tell my grandfather against you!" shouted Titania before Borton opened his eyes wide in realization.

(That's right, the old bone might still do something about it!) thought Borton as his hope lit up once more.

Lyon only took a glance at Titania before his eye slightly twitched.

Titania opened her eyes wide before her knees slammed against the ground under the grand pressure that pushed even her back to the ground. She gritted her teeth as she saw both of her arms trembling against the soil before cracking it apart. Her soul was immediately challenged before her entire body lit up as an astral came out of it.

"Hmmm..."

The hum immediately repelled the pressure that was put on Titania to her surprise before she glanced up and looked at the astral projection from her soul with a smile. The tide of the battle had turned once more, as Borton's eyes glimmered. Their exit ticket was here, including Russel's life would be safe.

An old man with nothing but simple cultivator clothing appeared. His beard was as long as his naval while the creases on his forehead had five folds. From the astral, he seemed to have a lean figure but some of them knew how strong he was.historical

"Grandfather, please help! Someone is going to kill your great-grandson," pleaded Titania before the astral raised one of his eyebrows.

"This, is this not where Priscila lives? I see, so you are going to occupy her treasure too. Not a bad move, not bad at all hahaha. However, it seemed like you are on a losing ground and I didn't sense her anywhere."

"No grandfather, look! They all have the same faces, it's a technique that man with four golden tails used! He is going to kill your beloved Russel."

"Hmm.. even Borton is losing..." muttered the astral body before to their delight, approaching Lyon but only halted as his eyes caught a glimpse of a grand beautiful lotus hovering in the air. He changed his mind before Lyon said.

"One more move old man, and I will land a direct hit against your soul."

Titania and Borton immediately turned a smile as the madman actually let out a threatening word against the old man they called 'the old bone'

"Young lad are you threatening me? The great Treas?!" shouted the old man as even just an astral body it could produce such depth mantra.

"That's right!"

(What?!)

The two mantras canceled out to his surprise before he furrowed his eyebrows as he hovered against Lyon. He took a glance at his dying great-grandson before darting back against the assailant.

"Who are you, young man? You dare to stand up against me and not pay me respect, let it be known that those people who do, have stopped breathing in a long time," said the old bone as he let out his killing intent.

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