chapter 22 born king

The North King of the Red Dragon, wielding the North King Blade. His figure was tall and graceful, with a distinguished appearance, his words resonating with authority, challenging the leader of the Sungarde Sect to withstand three strikes! This is not about forgiving the master of the Sungarde Sect, but about having invincible confidence, aiming to kill the opponent within three strikes! "North King, that's too arrogant!" "North King, having stepped into Transcendence for only half a year, the Sect Master can definitely take it!" Caleb, the Grand Elder of the Sungarde Sect, and the other elders exchanged glances, unable to hide their elation. Liam, being the North King, had once brought them to despair. But now. North King underestimates Isaac. If Isaac survives after three strikes, North King won't be able to attack again. However. The expression on Isaac's face became extremely grave. In his eyes. Liam wasn't just wielding a blade; he held a blade amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with his sword qi and murderous aura roaring like a true dragon, constantly battering his heart. With every step Liam took, the sword qi grew stronger, giving him an unbeatable sensation. "How terrifying is his blade technique!" Waves of shock surged in Isaac's heart. Liam had not even struck yet, but he was already at a disadvantage. "Isaac, what are you waiting for?" "As a fellow Petite Transcendence, are you still afraid of him?" Prince Marshall's chilling voice came through. Hearing this, Isaac took a deep breath, his Essence exploding, converging in his palms. Suddenly, his hands, like two flowing clouds, pressed down, causing the air to burst continuously, shaking the figures of the surrounding guests, forcing them to retreat uncontrollably. James also protected Lucy, retreating backwards. As a Transcendent Realm Expert, Isaac's mere starting gesture was already imposing. "This is the Transcendent Martial Technique, Flowing Cloud Hand!" Caleb exclaimed excitedly. Isaac, having just entered Transcendence, was able to use the Transcendent Martial Technique, significantly increasing his chances of winning. Boom! Dust flew up, spiderweb-like cracks appeared, and Isaac burst forth, like a tsunami pushing horizontally. Clang! In an instant, the sound of clashing metal resounded. Liam's North King Blade in his hand turned into a dim light, horizontally blocking the Flowing Cloud Hand pressed by Isaac. Isaac's palms poured out Essence, but he couldn't advance an inch, all his power disappearing like a stone sunk in the sea. "What?" Isaac was shocked. Liam had resolved his Transcendent Martial Technique with just blade technique? "Blade Cultivation Technique, first form, River Cutting!" Brian was excited. North King's Blade Cultivation Technique, honed in the North, was divided into three forms: River Cutting, Star Flowing, Sky Shattered. The first form, River Cutting, was primarily defensive. As the name suggests, it could block enemies as vast as the Yangtze River with a single blade. "This is the first strike." Liam's lips moved slightly, causing Isaac's blood to flow in reverse. Did Liam's three strikes also include defense? "Die!" Isaac roared, sliding to Liam's side, attacking strongly with the Flowing Cloud Hand again. With a slight intent from Liam, the North King Blade, like a shadow, blocked again. Bang! The ground beneath their feet crumbled inch by inch, creating a huge pit, with shockwaves spreading in a ring, causing destruction wherever they went. "How is this possible!" "What level of cultivation are you?" Isaac, looking at the still unmovable Liam, was in disbelief. Two consecutive moves made him realize the gap between them. Petite Transcendence wasn't supposed to be this terrifying. "The second strike!" Liam's eyes were deep and dark, making Isaac's scalp tingle. Liam's first two strikes were defensive. The third strike would surely be his end! Hum! Isaac retreated explosively, his blood boiling, Essence circulating, covering his body like armor, Level 9 of Heaven Martial, unharmed even with full force. Meanwhile, the earth trembled. Pebbles and dry leaves on the ground floated into the air as Liam raised his sword, much like the day he shattered the Sungarde Killing Formation using grass. The difference was... Liam wielded the North King Blade. "The Master of the Sungarde Sect is about to die," James said, his eyes filled with pity. This was the second form of the North King Blade Cultivation Technique, Star Flowing. Once executed, the blade, like a star flowing through the sky, could sever the head of the commanding general amidst thousands of troops. Whoosh! In the blink of an eye, this world was illuminated by the dazzling blade light, blinding all the guests. After a moment of silence, a pained grunt was heard. Everyone looked up. Liam stood with his blade, its tip dripping with blood. Isaac, however, staggered, his chest pierced by the North King Blade, blood spurting out. This scene rendered everyone speechless. The North King of the Red Dragon was more terrifying than they had imagined. To kill Isaac, one strike was enough! "Intermediate Transcendence!" "So you've already stepped into Intermediate Transcendence..." Isaac murmured, looking at Liam with a sad smile. He had lost the bet after all. The North King of the Red Dragon, a demon in human form, had been a king for half a year, his cultivation not inferior to other Kings of the Red Dragon. Yet, he had made mistake after mistake, pushing the Sungarde Sect into an irreversible doom. "I am the sinner of the Sungarde Sect..." Isaac looked towards the back mountain of the Sungarde Sect, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, then gradually lost their light and fell to the ground with a thud. "Sect Master!" Caleb and other elders and disciples of the sect turned extremely pale. They knew the Sungarde Sect was completely finished. "Lord North King, please spare the Sungarde Sect for the sake of past relations!" Caleb, coming back to his senses, quickly knelt before Liam, bowing his head repeatedly. "My king gave you opportunities, but sadly you were obstinate!" James sneered, his cold laughter enveloping everyone in terror. The North King of the Red Dragon, so powerful it was almost inhuman, who could stand against him? "The Sungarde Sect is hereby removed from existence." "All elders and disciples, along with the governors present, are demoted to war slaves and sent to the border!" Liam retracted the North King Blade, judging like a deity. His territory tolerated no disloyal subordinates. As the North King's decree was issued, the North King Army moved swiftly to seize the traitors. "As for you..." Liam's cold gaze swept over the alchemists, Heaven Ranking, and Earth Ranking Experts present. "Lord North King!" The guests trembled, their legs going weak. "Today's events serve as a warning." "In the future, if anyone dares to act recklessly, no one in the Red Dragon will be able to save you," Liam declared. "Not killing us?" The guests were stunned. The North King could easily kill Isaac, eliminating them would be as simple as plucking grass. Why then did he hold back? "Demonstrating power is to uphold the name of the North King." "Sparing you is for the stability of the Red Dragon." "He is a true King, destined to go far in the future." The Master of the Watermoon Sect murmured, his lips curling into a bitter smile, understanding Liam's intentions. "Thank you, Lord North King, for sparing our lives. If the Red Dragon's borders are ever in peril, I am willing to offer my life." The Watermoon Sect Master bowed deeply, stunning many young prodigies. This gesture was not about cultivation or status, but a heartfelt respect. The North King of the Red Dragon, truly living up to his great reputation, had managed to subdue the powers of the Red Dragon with his mere presence. At that moment. A commotion erupted. It was Prince Marshall, suddenly making his move. He unleashed his inner breath, repelling the North King Army and rushing down the mountain, leaving Maya behind. "The North King of the Red Dragon has stepped into Intermediate Transcendence!" "North King of the Red Dragon has actually stepped into Intermediate Transcendence!" "He will definitely impact our grand plan, we must inform Father King!" Prince Marshall, in a state of panic, fled swiftly. "I, along with the 300,000 North King Army, guard the border of the Red Dragon." "In your eyes, what am I really?" A cold voice came from behind, causing Prince Marshall's heart to race. The next moment. A spear, swift as lightning, pursued Prince Marshall, drawing fresh blood. Everyone saw Prince Marshall's head shattered by the immense force of the spear, his headless body rolling far away, leaving everyone stunned. The North King is too powerful, even killing Prince Marshall. "Now, North King and King Charles have sworn deadly enmity," someone whispered.