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The Shadow had been vanquished. At that moment, his palm collided with Leander’s, and the life force within him was ruthlessly torn apart by Leander’s overwhelming power.
As consciousness faded, a name flickered through his mind–a name that had recently emerged as a force to be reckoned with in the martial arts realm of Astria. Yet, he no longer had the chance to utter it.
A chill breeze swept through the air, leaving Brittany, Sierra, Wyle, Levi, and hundreds of native residents frozen in disbelief, unable to comprehend what had just unfolded.
Not far away, the Shadow’s lifeless body lay sprawled on the ground. If they hadn’t witnessed his terrifying prowess firsthand, they might have mistaken him for just another ordinary middle–aged man. The once–invincible Shadow, who had ruled over the Cloudveil border and instilled fear in countless martial artists, had met his end in such an unexpected manner. He hadn’t even summoned his most feared technique, the God of Blood Shadow, before being effortlessly annihilated.
Throughout it all, Leander had simply delivered a single palm strike.
“With this level of skill, even if you had fully mastered the God of Blood Shadow, you still thought you could defeat me? What a fool’s dream,” Leander sneered, his voice dripping with contempt as he looked down at the fallen Shadow.
The Shadow’s toxic poisons, dark sorcery, and formidable martial prowess might have been enough to rival an ordinary Martial Sovereign, yet they had proven utterly useless against Leander. Even if a true Martial Sovereign stood before him–be it Gareth, Maximilian, Grayson, or Sean–he would not have felt a shred of fear, let alone be intimidated by a second- rate fighter like the Shadow.
“Leander… actually won?” Sierra whispered, her eyes wide with disbelief. She stood frozen, alongside her equally stunned friends, their bodies rooted in place, unable to process the astonishing turn of events.
They had known Leander possessed some skill, but they never imagined he could deliver such a staggering surprise. He had effortlessly obliterated the nightmare that had haunted the residents of Tardide Valley for three long decades.
Levi swallowed hard, finding it difficult to meet Leander’s gaze. Earlier, he had dismissed Leander as a cocky, ignorant youth, even considering giving him a lesson. Now, he realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. This young man, whom he had underestimated, had revealed himself to be a master with terrifying abilities.
A boy not yet twenty had slain the Shadow with a mere palm strike. Was the world truly going
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“One palm strike… to kill the Shadow… Just who is this boy?” Wyle murmured under his breath. Suddenly, as if a revelation had struck him, he scrambled to his feet and promptly dropped to one knee before Leander.
“Thank you, Mr. Ashcroft, for protecting Tardide Valley p>
Brittany and Levi trembled in shock at Wyle’s reaction.
“Could it be… that he’s a Martial Sovereign p>
As practitioners of ancient martial arts, they understood all too well the terrifying nature of a Martial Sovereign. This was a level every martial artist aspired to attain, the ultimate pinnacle of their pursuit. Both had dedicated themselves tirelessly to reaching that lofty goal.
The title of Sovereign symbolized the zenith of the martial arts world. Anyone who attained this level was like a golden carp transforming into a dragon, soaring through the heavens—a true giant among martial artists.
Levi, who prided himself on being a top–tier talent in Astria for reaching the mid–level of the master rank at the age of twenty–four, now comprehended the vast chasm that lay between himself and a true prodigy. In comparison to Leander, even figures like Ethan, Claire, and Daphne appeared insignificant.
The mere thought that he had once considered challenging Leander sent cold sweat trickling down his back, and his breath caught in his throat.
Before a Martial Sovereign, all others were mere ants. How could someone of Leander’s caliber be so casually insulted? If Leander had wished him dead, he would have perished countless times over by now.
“You failed to recognize your place. Now, you’ll have to deal with the consequences yourself,” Leander’s earlier words echoed in Brittany’s mind.
“After tomorrow, if you’re still in Tardide Valley, you’ll learn just what the Demise is capable of p>
Her mind reeled as her voice reverberated back to her. A Martial Sovereign… a being akin to a heavenly dragon, and she had dared to threaten him, even attempting to leverage her sect’s power against him. In retrospect, she realized how utterly foolish she had been. To Leander, she must have seemed like nothing more than a clown, a joke unworthy of his time.
Had she treated him with even the slightest respect, had she not acted so arrogantly, perhaps she wouldn’t have alienated someone as formidable as Leander. With her beauty, even if she could not become his partner, just having him as a friend would have sufficed.
A Martial Sovereign was an invaluable ally, a rare connection that few could boast of across all of Astria. Yet, that golden opportunity had been shattered by a single, impulsive decision.
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Every Martial Sovereign was a figure of immense power, akin to a celestial dragon soaring through the skies. Leander had already seen through her facade, and no matter how earnestly she attempted to make amends, it was likely he would never spare her a second thought.
The realization tightened her chest, and frustration surged within her, nearly overwhelming her to the point of coughing up blood.
“Thank you, my savior! Thank you!” she cried out, her voice echoing with desperation, though deep down she knew it was far too late to mend what had been broken.
Countless residents of Tardide Valley knelt on the ground, reverently regarding Leander as though he were a divine being, a savior in their eyes. Even Sierra, who had consistently opposed him, bowed her head in fear and remorse.
At that moment, any disdain she had felt for him evaporated, replaced by a deep sense of
reverence.
“I’m not saving you,” Leander declared coldly, his demeanor unaffected by their gratitude. His gaze shifted indifferently toward Levi, his voice chillingly calm. “I told you earlier–if you take another step into my yard, I’ll kill you. Do you still want to test me p>
Levi trembled violently, panic coursing through him as he frantically shook his head and waved his hands in protest. This was no idle threat. If a Martial Sovereign chose to kill him, it would be as effortless as reaching into a bag. Leander had just dispatched the Shadow with a single strike—who would dare doubt his words?
Levi fell silent, his fear palpable. Leander then turned his icy gaze toward Brittany and Sierra, his tone as indifferent as ever. “With what you’ve done these past two days, I could easily kill you both p>
The two sisters quaked with terror, their faces drained of color. In that tense moment, Leander raised his hand and pressed his palm down between them.
A deep rumble echoed as the earth shuddered. Where the sisters had stood, the ground caved in, forming a massive, hand–shaped crater half a foot deep. Countless onlookers turned pale with fear, while Brittany and Sierra were rendered speechless, paralyzed by their dread.
“This time, I’ll spare you. But if either of you or anyone from the Demise, dares to approach my yard again, your fate will mirror that of this ground p>
“Leave!” Leander’s voice resonated like thunder, and Levi and Tyler felt an overwhelming sense of relief wash over them. Brittany, however, felt the world spin around her, the weight in her chest nearly suffocating.
As Leander’s warning hung in the air, Wyle broke into a cold sweat, nearly cursing Levi and the others. How could they have dared to provoke a Martial Sovereign?
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Wyle had contemplated kneeling and pleading for Leander’s forgiveness, but before he could act, a gentle breeze swept by as Leander turned and made his way back to his yard. It was evident that he had no desire to engage in further conversation.
As Leander passed the Shadow’s lifeless body, he halted momentarily, sensing an unusual fluctuation in the air. His brows knitted together, and with a deft sweep of his hand, a small, intricate metal disk tumbled out from the Shadow’s sleeve. Leander’s gaze sharpened instantly.
“This is…” Even someone as composed as he couldn’t suppress a smile at the sight before him.
The small, ornate metal disk that lay on the ground was none other than the Spiritual Suppression Disk, a rare artifact he had once encountered in ancient texts. He picked it up and returned to his yard, once again transforming into the ordinary youth absorbed in tending to his plants.
The residents of Tardide Valley watched him for a long moment before dispersing in groups, each acutely aware that this seemingly unremarkable yard would soon become a revered site in the valley.
Wyle hesitated briefly before urgently pulling Brittany, her sister, and Levi far from the yard. Once they were at a safe distance, he spoke with a cold edge to his voice. “You fools! Do you even understand what you’ve done? You dared provoke a Martial Sovereign to his face! Didn’t you see what happened to the Shadow p>
Levi hung his head, his complexion pale from lingering fear. “Wyle, we didn’t expect a Martial Sovereign to be hiding in a remote place like Tardide Valley, let alone one so young p>
He shook his head, realizing that his former pride and sense of superiority had been utterly shattered by Leander’s single palm strike. That was the true mark of a young hero; compared to him, Levi felt utterly insignificant.
Brittany’s beautiful eyes flickered with confusion. “Wyle, you just called him Mr. Ashcroft. Do you know who he is p>
Levi perked up, curiosity ignited within him, while Sierra’s wide eyes stared in wonder, eager to uncover Leander’s true identity.
“You still don’t know who he is?” Wyle asked incredulously.
Levi shook his head lightly. “If you look throughout Mornwick–or even all of Astria–how many young people under the age of twenty can kill the Shadow with a single palm strike p>
Brittany’s brows knitted together slightly before her eyes widened in shock. “Could he be Jeff p>
Levi’s heart raced as he, too, grasped the truth. This newly risen young Martial Sovereign, whom they had assumed was merely a product of exaggerated rumors, was even more
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They had intended to travel to Ravenridge to seek Leander’s help, only to realize that the person they sought had been right before their eyes all along.
Brittany walked on in a daze, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts as an overwhelming tide of regret surged within her.
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