Refining the Heavens 4 (炼天四)

Chapter 62: The Emperors of the North (Part 1)

The barrier isolating them flickered and then parted slightly. Seeing this, Reynold turned into a winter gale that sped towards the exit. Lee Hei immediately unleashed the ultimate seal above his head. The Glutton had yet to reach critical mass but the power was enough to destroy half of Reynold's body. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to take one of his lives. His face paled for a second as he felt the loss of blood and flesh but his nine-fold True War God Tattoo quickly replenished the vaporised portion. Of course, in exchange the ink of his tattoo faded more leaving only six and a half times uses. Once all had been used up, he will be left with a tenth of his cultivation.

The White Emperor's is definitely a top-tier cultivator. He passed through the meltdown at a speed that no one can react. As they saw his figure about to leave the barrier, Reynold suddenly stopped and spit out a mouthful of blood onto his index and middle finger.

While standing on thin air, the Paramount Cultivator started weaving runes with his blood. Two rows of words appeared before him, forming so quickly that every word seemed to be written concurrently.

"Supress!" the White Emperor roared as the words flew out and imprinted onto the opening of the barrier.

Immediately, Watts at the Formation Heart felt his control over the barrier weaken.

Although Reynold could not break through the barrier with his cultivation, he can still suppress it. Unless they disperse his technique, the opening will not close anymore.

After he succeeded in doing this then the boys arrived to stop him, and a breath later followed by Sihala leading his group.

"Why haven't you escaped?" a questioning voice asked as a person flew in the opening and entered the Training Hall.

They looked at the source of the sound and noticed an old man with sharp features, murderous eyes, and thin cruel lips.

His presence spoke of death and destruction that only those who honed their blades in countless bloodshed could acquire.

He looked proudly at Reynold as if scrutinising a lesser man and waited patiently for his reply.

The White Emperor laughed, "The great lord of death, the Pale Moon, Yue Chang Ming! I had not expected it will be you who arrive."

Though he laughed, Reynold is visibly nervous.

Sweat rolled down his back uncontrollably and his muscles slightly tensed.

Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he readied himself for the terrible fight that will come.

Reynold had expected powerful enemies to arrive when the isolation barrier open, yet he hadn't been worried because he is fully confident to retreat anytime even if a group of Triple S ranker were waiting for him.

It is easy to defeat a Paramount Cultivator but to kill one is a thousand times harder.

However, there are exception to everything, and Lord Yue is the best example of this.

Born with a unique ability to see the point of destruction of anything, he can kill even gods if they have weaknesses.

Of course, even if he can, he do not have to strength to do so.

For example, he can tell what is the strength needed to destroy Gaia but it is hopeless to try even if a hundred of him combined their strength together.

However, it is a different case to kill the White Emperor, even without the isolation barrier trapping him.

Lord Yue is also a Paramount Cultivator like him and not much weaker.