Chapter 170
From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir
Chapter 170 The Nodal Stirred
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Streaks of golden brilliance tore apart a pair of black, linked hands as a powerful blast shook the air. The hands suddenly exploded and dispersed into thick waves of black mist.
Instead of fading, the radiance only intensified–like sunlight cutting through storm clouds at dawn. Under its pressure, the darkness writhed and retreated inch by inch until it compressed into a dark, glowing sphere that floated ominously over the Laughing Monk of West Ridge.
“What?” The man stood frozen, his face contorted in shock.
His ultimate move–the Black Demon Devouring Heart–had never failed him. Crafted by his master, the infamous Lord Nightbane, it was designed to be unstoppable against anyone not in the Transcendent Realm.
Until now, no one had ever withstood it.
And yet, it had just been obliterated—like a child’s game crushed underfoot. He could not believe it.
“What’s going on over there p>
Sean’s eyes were fixed on the golden glow as the others stared in shock. From its center emerged a solitary figure, unruffled and unscathed–it was Leander.
“That was your famous killer move? Honestly, it didn’t live up to the hype. Do you have anything else?” He brushed off his sleeve. He waggled his finger playfully as he glanced at the Laughing Monk.
“Don’t tell me… you’ve already reached the Transcendent Realm?!” the Laughing Monk stammered. He felt despair creeping into his chest. Never in his career had he experienced such crushing powerlessness. He had poured everything into his strongest killing move, only to see it casually defused.
Now, with no more aces left to play, he was outmatched, but what terrified him even more was the idea that this young man, who was barely twenty.
How can he reach the Transcendent Realm, where most of the Martial Sovereigns dream of? Is that even possible in the history of the martial world?
“Well…” Claire and Serena exchanged wide–eyed glances before joy replaced their initial shock. They had assumed Leander had perished under that dark force, but now he stood there,
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“Honestly, even I’m not sure whether I’ve truly broken through,” Leander admitted, chuckling softly. “But it looks like you’re out of cards. I guess it’s my move now p>
A mocking gleam flashed in his eyes. That alone sent the Monk into a panic. Without hesitation, he let out a sharp cry and, in the blink of an eye, activated a teleportation technique, vanishing dozens of feet away.
As someone who had ruled an era, he had no trouble reading the situation. Leander had not even taken his ultimate move seriously. He had broken it as if it were nothing, as fighting any longer would only spell his doom.
The Nodal Bronze Man held secrets, but none of them mattered more than his life. He planned to fly far away with no doubt.
“You’re fleeing now? Isn’t it a little late for that?” Leander’s smile widened. He bent his fingers slightly, transforming his palm into a claw and swung it across the air with practiced ease.
“Devourer’s Ninefold Path, the Soul Shatter Claw!” As the words left his mouth, righteous energy surged across the sky. The ground beneath his feet shimmered with golden light. Dots of pure light converged rapidly to form a massive golden claw.
It streaked across the air in a golden arc, as fast and blinding as lightning tearing through the clouds. saw the flash would have gone immediately.
Far ahead, the Laughing Monk’s body stiffened. He froze mid–escape, unable to take another
step.
Leander dropped his arm and turned away without sparing a glance. He strolled toward the banquet area, filled a goblet with wine, and drank it all in one go.
“What just happened?” The disciples of the Silvermoon Sect looked around in confusion. Even Sean and Elena were left speechless, unable to comprehend what they had witnessed.
The Laughing Monk slowly turned his pale face back toward Leander. “Was that… a technique from the Transcendent Realm?” he asked, his voice trembling.
“Does it matter? It depends on the wielder,” Leander simply poured another drink and responded. “Soul Shatter Claw–I made it last year. It tears apart body and spirit. Even someone at the Transcendent Realm would have trouble surviving it. Consider this death a privilege p>
“You… created such a technique yourself?” The Laughing Monk murmured, eyes filled with disbelief. Then, a bitter smile stretched across his face. “To develop a supreme martial technique usually takes most people a decade, if not a lifetime.
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“And yet you? You’re not even twenty. Just who are you really p>
Before his question could hang too long in the air, a glimmer of golden light sparked at his
throat.
A moment later, his body exploded into fragments, vanishing before everyone’s eyes. It was the same with the destruction of the black hands earlier.
The first generation of the martial master on the Astria had fallen.
Sean, Elena, Claire, Serena, and all the disciples of the Silvermoon Sect stood frozen in silence. Not a single sound could be heard across the entire courtyard.
In the distance, the Skyarc paused for only a moment before taking to the skies. They did not dare linger at Silvermoon Abode–not with Leander, the reigning number one on the Astria Power Index, standing there.
Leander tilted his head slightly, unconcerned by their retreat. Their names may have been high on the rankings, but to him, they were insignificant.
“So… this is the Iron Sovereign, Jeff Ashcroft p>
Claire and Serena could not stop their hands from trembling. They stood frozen, still reeling from what they had just seen.
They had heard stories of Leander’s past victories, legends passed down in the Astria martial world like bedtime tales. But none of them compared to witnessing the man himself in action.
Even the Laughing Monk of West Ridge, a master known across the land, had been completely overpowered. No matter how many skills he threw out, they had not even slowed Leander down.
Who else in the realm can stand against such power?
At last, they understood why Divine Loom had crowned him the to–ranked in Astria Power Index and why he had earned a domineering title–Iron Sovereign.
Compared to him, the Twin Stars of Highcliffe, the Three Brilliants, and the Four Beauties were nothing more than shallow names.
The so – called Nine Geniuses? Laughable.
Sean and Elena shared a wry glance. That claw attack had overturned everything they thought they knew. Their decades of cultivation seemed like a joke now.
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“Sovereign, Silvermoon Sect and I deeply honored and thankful for your help,” Sean said, stepping forward and offering a respectful salute. Elena, Claire, and Serena quickly followed with bows of their own.
Around them, the rest of the disciples stood in solemn reverence, deeply shaken.
Leander’s duel with the Monk had redefined their understanding of power. From now on, he would be the mountain they aspired to climb. The rightful source is.net
“No worries. You gave me good food and drink. Helping you out was the least I could do.” Leander waved them off with a relaxed smile.
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Just then, something clicked in Elena’s mind. She stepped forward and smiled. “Although our sect discovered the Nodal, it doesn’t truly belong to us. Since you’ve aided us, please accept our gift p>
Leander chuckled at her offer. “I only came to look out of medical curiosity about the Nodal. I never intended to claim it p>
Having seen what he came for, he turned to leave as his purpose here was complete.
Just then, his expression shifted. From the back of the crowd, the long–dormant Nodal began to tremble–violently.
All of them were shocked. How can a lifeless object move on its own?
Leander spun back toward it, his gaze sharpening. From within the Nodal, a strange and powerful energy surged outward.
After a short pause, his expression hardened. He clenched his fist, then launched a devastating punch straight toward the Nodal’s chest.
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