A week passed as Alm and Bruno reflected on the vast knowledge Maelik had passed on to them. Both of their minds lit up; their disciple had done an outstanding job, proving that he was indeed capable of creating any method based on the Laws of the three empires.
In no time, Alm and Bruno had fully mastered the 80 laws they had created. On top of that, they knew that with the right opportunity, they could use the methods of the other empires and create new, different laws.
One day, Maelik went out to gather information from the clan, and when he returned, he commented, "That mediocre Wind Lord hasn’t shown up recently. I’m sure he’s in the imperial city. All the powerful ones must be causing a stir there, but no one’s giving in."
Bruno agreed, saying, "The empire fell, and the remaining cultivators are fighting for absolute control. But no one’s gonna claim it; with the current political climate, who could be in charge? The royal army commanders, the supreme clans, and the powerful all refuse to submit to one another. Without a standout figure, total authority will have to wait, replaced by stagnation and endless arguments. Soon… there will be war and bloodshed."
Maelik had expected this outcome and nodded. They were nothing more than monkeys in a circus, and now that this imposing figure had appeared, everyone was just dancing to his tune.
The next day, Maelik was called by the clan. When he returned, he reported, "Master, all the High Elders and the clan’s main forces want to see you."
"Oh? Looks like the crowd has finally come to bite the bait," Alm laughed sinisterly after hearing this.
The two quickly headed to the clan’s main hall.
The room was packed – influential ancestors were seated, while many important disciples stood behind them, arms crossed over their chests. All eyes immediately turned to Kakarotto – some with disdain, others mocking, and a few just curious...
"Your Majesty, please forgive us for interrupting your studies," an Ancestral Devil High Elder spoke softly.
However, he and everyone else remained seated, not bothering to stand up. Their respectful words didn’t match their attitudes.
In the past, they would’ve been on their knees to greet the king, but now, because of recent events, they didn’t care about the fallen king. Even the disciples present despised him.
Kakarotto sat down and briefly observed the crowd. There was a young woman with a Yin aura as thick as the old folks, and an equally powerful young man, both standing next to the clan’s High Elders.
The woman stared at him coldly, clear disdain in her eyes. Meanwhile, the young man smirked, barely hiding his murderous intent.
Clearly, this was beyond the control of the elders, who remained silent. The Wind Lord was absent, busy in the imperial city, so these elders had banded together to solve a problem.
"Everyone’s here, and it’s a party? Where’s the food?" Kakarotto said lazily.
"Your Majesty, you’ve been here a long time, but the ancestors never had the chance to see you. That’s why everyone’s here today," one of the old men said, smiling.
In fact, some ancestors had already seen Kakarotto during his coronation, as they followed the Wind Lord. Of course, Kakarotto never cared about them, not to mention the huge crowd back then.
"This is the Ancestor…" The old man started naming and introducing the ancestors one by one with a smile, but Alm and Bruno didn’t even bother remembering the names.
"Alright, no need for unnecessary formalities," Kakarotto interrupted with a wave of his hand. "My time is valuable, so let’s skip the pretense. Just say what you want."
The ancestors were surprised; some showed hostility. The disciples, for their part, didn’t hide their anger. They had been polite while introducing themselves, but he dared to be so rude? A clear insult.
The atmosphere instantly grew tense, and the previous fake cordiality vanished.
"Well…" The old man huffed before continuing, "We’re here for one reason. We want you to hand over the marriage pact. It will be nothing but beneficial for you."
Kakarotto sighed and said, "So, in the end, you just want to cancel the marriage."
"Exactly." Suddenly, the young woman stood up, speaking coldly. She was obviously the betrothed.
"Marriage is the most important event in someone’s life, and the social status of the parties involved should be in harmony. You’re no longer the king of the empire, and you even led the empire to ruin. You’re no longer on the same level as my clan! Be sensible and withdraw voluntarily instead of holding on to something so meaningless."
She was clear and direct. Before everything was decided, she seized the best opportunity to change her fate. She would never marry this failed king or have any ties to him in the future.
"You’re right. But the deal wasn’t made by me, it was made by the former king and the leader of this clan. So why blame me? Wouldn’t it be better to resolve this with an honest conversation? Or did you gather all these elders just to intimidate me?" Bruno chimed in, shaking his head.
"You’re nothing but a stray dog now. Why would we bother being nice to you? Just hand over the damn pact, and we’ll let you live. That’ll be a gift enough," the young man beside her spat with contempt.
Even the disciples in the crowd mocked him, shouting, "Can’t even appreciate the favor of being protected, you ungrateful bastard!"
"Ahem." An elder interrupted, showing a conciliatory smile: "Your Majesty, the young ones are too impulsive, please forgive them."
Kakarotto didn’t reply immediately, just throwing a sarcastic look at the old man while keeping a wide smile. Then he turned to the woman:
"I’m not being unreasonable. I only asked you to come talk so we could clear things up. But you’re treating me worse than a slave. Is it that hard to show a little kindness?"
"Shut up, you pervert! Who cares how you feel? The stories going around the imperial city are more than enough!" she shot back angrily.
Bruno let out a heavy sigh and tried one last time: "Your clan is known for gathering information. If you really looked into me, you’d know I’ve never touched any woman. They’ve probably twisted things in the city to paint me as a dirty king, but I haven’t done anything that wrong. Like I said before, let’s talk privately, calmly. You can’t just believe rumors without judging for yourself. With your level of cultivation, what could I possibly do to you?"
She clicked her tongue in disdain. "I don’t care. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire. Even if they’re just rumors, hearing about you disgusts me. And frankly, in the face of absolute power, you have no rights. Hand over the marriage contract before..."
"Ah, screw it. The soul contract is done. Come see me tonight or your leader’s going to have some serious problems." Kakarotto interrupted coldly, then turned to the elder. "Looks like I’m going to have some fun tonight teaching this girl to be more obedient."
The woman’s and the young man’s faces turned dark, their eyes burning with fury. The disciples present also showed their outrage.
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"A foolish, filthy fallen king! You don’t know your place!" the young man shouted in rage.
"Oh? Are you opposing me? It should be an honor for her to be ’taught’ by me. Or are you imagining something else?" Kakarotto said lazily. "...maybe you’re right, who knows."
"You’re asking for death!" the young man roared, unable to contain his anger. He drew his sword and launched it straight at Kakarotto’s throat.
The move was as fast as a blade of wind, surprising even the elders present. They didn’t lift a finger to stop him or even shout. In fact, they wouldn’t mind if Kakarotto died right then and there.
His level of cultivation was insignificant, and the fact that he was hiding in this clan was a big problem that would eventually come to light. His death would solve many future issues.
Bruno waited until the last moment and tried. He hadn’t done anything wrong, yet these people wanted to kill him because they thought they were above everyone. He’d only asked for a peaceful conversation, but they spat in his face without mercy. Now, he just gave up and let Alm do whatever he wanted.
*Clank!*
The young man’s sword collided with something invisible and was repelled. Before the crowd could comprehend what had happened, Kakarotto already had the young man suspended in the air, holding him by the neck.
It all happened in the blink of an eye, and no one knew how he did it, only seeing the result.
"Mere ants dare to show off in front of me?" Kakarotto said casually. "I’m only here to kill time and play with all of you. You really think I’m weak, hah."
*Puft!*
The young man was instantly turned into a mist of blood, without even having the chance to react or plead for mercy.
"No!" The clan disciples screamed in despair. No one expected such a sudden twist, not even the clan elders.
*Clank! Clank! Clank!*
The elders, shocked, immediately stood up, drawing their weapons and glaring intensely at Kakarotto.
"Oh? You’re all going to attack together? Great, let’s see what you’ve got." Alm cast a disdainful look at them, gesturing for them to come at him.
"You brat, you dare to kill inside our clan! You think we can’t do anything to you?"
One of the elders roared, his voice full of fury. He no longer addressed Kakarotto as "Your Majesty," and the murderous intent in his eyes was obvious.
Alm just snorted: "This clan is nothing more than an anthill to me. Come on, don’t waste more of my time."
"Arrogant fool!" one of the ancestors yelled. With a thunderous sound, he swung his giant hammer toward Kakarotto.
Even before impact, the force of the blow had the hall trembling. Kakarotto’s eyes gleamed, and he raised his hand. A powerful shockwave rippled through the air, forming a multicolored barrier.
*Boom!*
That power repelled the hammer. The elder was sent flying against the far wall, his hammer shattered into pieces, and he spat out a large amount of blood.
Everyone was frozen in shock. But before they could recover, Kakarotto made a gesture and launched another attack.
"Ah!" The elder didn’t stand a chance. A multicolored power engulfed him, sealing the space around him. He struggled, but couldn’t escape. After a piercing scream, the elder was also turned into a mist of blood.
"Ants," Alm said coldly, an air of villainy surrounding him.
"Kill him!" The upper ranks, regaining their composure, were consumed by fear.
*Boom!*
The ground trembled, and the mountains shook. Pavilions and buildings collapsed as debris and mud flew in every direction. They finally attacked, unleashing their strongest strike.
Formidable weapons rose to the sky, mercilessly aiming at Kakarotto. The heavens fell, and the earth shattered under the weight of the murderous intent. Their only hope was to eliminate Kakarotto instantly before they became the next victims.
Alm and Bruno merely snorted. From their inventory, the power of just 30 pulsating runes was released. But their strength was like a meteor, devastating the land.
*Rumble!*
The enemies’ weapons exploded one by one, unable to withstand even a single blow. But these opponents didn’t die instantly. The multicolored power pressed them to the ground, rendering them unable to move a finger, as if a hundred thousand mountains were crushing them.
In the next moment, warning gongs rang throughout the clan. Laws of wind covered the skies, and beams of light surrounded the area. A massive power emerged on the horizon, like a tsunami.
An invincible aura of countless True Emperors filled every inch of the heavens. Even the disciples, under this pressure, trembled in fear, some collapsing to the ground.
"Our real power has arrived!"
Disciples exclaimed excitedly. Some smart ones had escaped quickly, informing the lower-level Elders of the clan. Once they received the news, they gathered and activated the supreme hidden power meant to defend the clan from destruction.
Alm and Bruno smiled, for the long-awaited treasure had finally arrived. According to Maelik, this power had been blessed by all the True Emperors of the clan. These were the laws those emperors had created, but they failed to merge their cores and become Divine Inquisitors. Before they died, they found a way to leave their mark on the clan.
In the next instant, it was as if an invincible True Emperor stood in the sky. Just one move from this being would be enough to defeat any enemy.
Kakarotto laughed, excited: "Know your place."
*Boom!*
Just forty runes from his inventory were unleashed. Space dissolved before this power, turning everything to dust. Everyone’s eyes widened in shock. That was true apocalyptic power. And just like that, it was over?
A wave of suction was felt by all. In seconds, all the power that hovered in the skies was absorbed by the inventory, finding a new master.
Kakarotto stomped the ground, and the entire clan trembled as if the end of the world had arrived. A single movement from him was enough to destroy everything around.
Immediately, mountains and rivers within the clan began to crumble. Buildings collapsed, and the entire clan began to disintegrate into nothingness.
*Boom!*
"No!" The ancestors screamed in horror.
Everything was being reduced to rubble in mere seconds. If this continued, the entire clan would be annihilated.
"Silence. I gave you countless chances, was patient, and tried to talk. But you spat in my face. Now, screw it."
*Puff!*
The elders trapped, unable to resist the shockwaves, were reduced to blood in an instant, without even a chance to scream.
"Your Majesty, have mercy!" A loud roar echoed from the distance.
A vast power and a divine gust of wind emerged on the horizon. In the blink of an eye, someone arrived at the clan with the speed of the wind.
"Wind Lord!" The remaining disciples and Elders exclaimed, nearly in tears upon seeing the old man arrive.
"You’re late for diplomacy." Kakarotto sighed dryly, waving his hand.
The Wind Lord had just returned, only to be greeted by a multicolored strike, wrapped in an aura of death that swallowed him whole.
"Now!" He launched his most powerful attack, transforming into the most terrifying storm that ever existed.
*Rumble!*
The violent storm shot toward the sky, destroying everything in its path. Unfortunately, as terrifying and powerful as it was, the storm was extinguished by the multicolored wave, seeming like nothing more than an insignificant breeze.
The Wind Lord fell from the sky like a meteor, crashing into a mountain peak.
The clan members were speechless. The Wind Lord was one of the empire’s eight supreme beings, second only to Mermon.
The leaders of the eight clans were considered the most powerful beings alive today. But now, someone as strong as him couldn’t withstand a single blow. If this terrifying news spread, the entire Empire would tremble.
Dirt and stones flew as the Wind Lord crawled out of the rubble, injured and bloody. The clan members let out a sigh of relief; if he had died with a single blow, total despair would have consumed them.
"Your Majesty, please..." The old man prostrated himself on the ground, overcome with fear. "My disciples are fools, please consider our past and spare us. We will accept any punishment."
He finally understood that Kakarotto was a true monster. Even King Vulke was no match for him.