novelraw Chapter 223: Fallen Pride of Sky Breaker
Chapter 223: Fallen Pride of Sky Breaker
Fallen Pride of Sky Breaker
Boom...
The gigantic sword descended from the heavens with a deafening roar that seemed capable of tearing apart the sky itself. The instant it fell, the entire wasteland shook violently. Mountains cracked. Rivers surged backward. Endless dust exploded into the air like a gray ocean swallowing the horizon.
The ground beneath everyone’s feet split apart in jagged fractures that stretched for miles.
Even the four pinnacle Realm ferocious beasts fighting atop the distant Mountain Tresure abruptly stopped their brutal clash. Their enormous bodies stiffened as instinctive fear rose within them. Their blood-red eyes turned toward the battlefield in disbelief.
That sword pressure...
It was enough to make even ancient beasts tremble.
The surrounding cultivators felt their hearts nearly burst from the overwhelming force. Many weaker cultivators collapsed directly onto the ground, their legs unable to support them anymore.
"This pressure..."
"What kind of monster is he?"
"No... this can’t be a sage Realm battle..."
The crowd spoke in trembling voices. Some stared blankly at the collapsing wasteland below, while others looked toward the black-robed figure standing beneath the giant sword like they were witnessing a legend descend upon the mortal world.
Leon stood calmly amidst the violent storm.
His long black hair fluttered wildly in the wind, brushing against his sharp jawline. The midnight robes embroidered with thin amethyst patterns danced around him like living shadows. His purple eyes remained indifferent, cold, and terrifyingly calm.
As though none of this required effort from him.
As though the sword capable of splitting heaven and earth was merely another ordinary strike.
Then—
"Pfft..."
Dario suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bright crimson splashed across his robes as his body staggered backward violently. The cauldron above his head cracked apart piece by piece before exploding entirely into fragments of light.
Boom!
The remnants scattered across the wasteland.
His Abyss Sword trembled violently in his hand as if it could no longer withstand the pressure.
He had blocked the sword.
Barely.
But the price was catastrophic.
His meridians felt torn apart. His internal organs churned violently. Blood continuously leaked from the corner of his mouth while his face turned deathly pale.
For a brief moment...
Dario truly felt death.
Not illusion.
Not fear.
Real death.
The pressure from that sword had reached his soul itself. It was as if an invisible hand had wrapped around his neck and dragged him toward the abyss.
His breathing became ragged.
His fingers trembled uncontrollably around the hilt of the sword.
"How..."
His pupils shook violently.
"How can this brat..."
Back then, he could not defeat Zeon.
Today...
He could not even defeat Zeon’s student.
Humiliation burned through his chest like poison.
"Oh my god... it’s too fierce..."
Someone muttered in a dazed voice.
No one knew how to describe what they had just witnessed.
That sword strike had completely shattered everyone’s understanding of swordsmanship.
Silence spread throughout the battlefield.
No one laughed anymore.
No one dared to speak casually anymore.
The earlier accusations calling Leon arrogant had completely vanished.
Arrogant?
No.
He had simply been speaking the truth from the very beginning.
That realization made everyone feel chills crawl down their spines.
Above the shattered wasteland, Leon slowly descended from the sky.
Each step felt calm and unhurried.
Yet every step made the surrounding cultivators instinctively retreat.
No one dared to stand in his path.
At this moment, the Teacher of the Amethyst Summit Division no longer looked like a young cultivator.
He looked like a Sword Monarch walking through the mortal world.
"Senior Brother!"
Magnus, Max, and the others rushed forward anxiously the moment the battle ended. Their expressions were ugly beyond words as they hurriedly supported Dario’s collapsing body.
"Protect his heart meridian quickly!"
"Hurry!"
Cold sweat covered their foreheads.
They immediately poured mana into Dario’s body, trying desperately to stabilize his injuries.
The surrounding atmosphere became incredibly awkward.
The Sky Breaker Acedmy had arrived arrogantly earlier, acting as though they stood above everyone else.
Now...
Their Grand Elder had been defeated publicly.
And not just defeated.
Crushed.
A moment later, Leon finally arrived before Dario.
The wind gradually calmed around him.
Dust drifted silently through the air.
Dario slowly raised his head with difficulty. Blood stained his beard and robes. His exhausted eyes stared at Leon with disbelief, unwillingness, humiliation... and fear.
Yes.
Fear.
For the first time in many years, he felt genuine fear toward someone younger than him.
Leon looked down at him quietly.
After pondering for a moment, he suddenly spoke in a calm tone,
"Sky Breaker Acedmy’s supreme inheritance... hmm..."
He tilted his head slightly, as though seriously considering the matter.
Then he said softly,
"...is nothing much."
"Pfft—!"
Dario immediately spat another mouthful of blood.
His already unstable mana instantly collapsed.
His eyes rolled backward.
Then—
He fainted directly from rage.
The surrounding crowd instantly exploded into uproar.
"F*ck, such humiliation..."
"That’s amazing. Dario was already furious to begin with, and he even added another blow at the last minute."
"Hahahaha! That final sentence was deadlier than the sword itself."
"This Teacher Leon... he looks refined and elegant on the surface, but his words are vicious."
"Too vicious..."
Many people tried hard to suppress their laughter, but their twitching expressions exposed them completely.
The Sky Breaker Acedmy disciples’ faces darkened to the extreme.
Especially Max.
His fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged from his arms.
Humiliation.
Utter humiliation.
Yet he could not refute a single word.
Because they had truly lost.
Fair and square.
Leon, meanwhile, didn’t bother looking at anyone again after speaking.
He had already achieved his goal.
Staying behind to enjoy everyone’s shock felt meaningless to him.
That was never his style.
Without another word, he turned around calmly and began walking away.
His robes fluttered lightly in the wind as he left the shattered battlefield behind.
The crowd unconsciously parted for him.
No one dared block his path.
Some looked at him with awe.
Some with fear.
Others with burning admiration.
Especially the sword cultivators present.
The sword domain Leon displayed today had completely overturned their understanding of the Sword Principal.
Many people silently engraved that black-robed figure into their hearts forever.
"Senior Brother, wake up..."
Max’s anxious voice sounded from behind.
He and the others looked completely lost as they supported the unconscious Dario.
Their expressions were uglier than death itself.
Then Max slowly lifted his head and glanced toward the surrounding crowd.
Instantly, his heart sank.
He understood.
The dignity of Sky Breaker Acedmy had been completely crushed today.
Their Grand Elder...
A half-step pinnacle Realm expert...
Had lost publicly to the Teacher of the Amethyst Summit Division from Celestis Academy.
Once news spread throughout the Forsaken Domain, Sky Breaker Acedmy would become the laughingstock of countless factions.
What talented genius would still choose them afterward?
Any intelligent cultivator would inevitably compare today’s battle.
And the result...
Was devastating.
Compared to Leon’s swordsmanship, the so-called supreme inheritance of Sky Breaker Acedmy seemed weak and laughable.
Who would willingly join an Acedmy only to become embarrassed in the future?
The more Max thought about it, the uglier his expression became.
His jaw tightened hard enough to crack.
But he could do nothing.
Because strength spoke louder than excuses.
And today—
Leon had completely crushed them using undeniable strength.
A cold silence lingered for several breaths before Magnus finally spoke through clenched teeth.
"Let’s go..."
His voice was low and icy.
Filled with humiliation.
Filled with unwillingness.
After saying those words, Magnus directly carried the unconscious Dario onto his back.
The others quickly followed behind him.
No one from Sky Breaker Acedmy dared stay any longer.
Because every extra second here only deepened their humiliation further.
Under countless complicated gazes, the group left the shattered wasteland in silence.