The Sovereign's Ascension

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The Regressed Demon Lord is Kind: This is a rather different story from most of the reincarnation stories we've seen in the past! In his past life, Zich was an outcast youth who, in an obssessive quest for power, became known as the 'Demon Lord of Strength'. His reign, however, came to an end...

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Lin Yun was surprised that Wu Mohan of the Primal Origin Sect was his last opponent. This person did not have any stunning display in the previous fights, and his victories had been difficult along the way. Even Lin Yun wasn’t optimistic about him. So much so that he didn’t even pay much attention to this person.

To his knowledge, the strongest group from the Primal Origin Sect were Heartcliff and Zuo Yun. But those two weren’t placed in the eighth group. He initially thought that there weren’t any Primal Origin Sect’s disciples in the eighth group, but he never expected that Wu Mohan came out of nowhere.

When Lin Yun suddenly thought of something, a smile rose on his lips. If Wu Mohan had only won several times, then it wasn’t doubtful. But coincidentally, all of Wu Mohan’s wins weren’t easy. One or twice could be explained with coincidence, but not consecutively. The first round was elimination, and there wouldn’t be any coincidence as the battle progressed. 

“They ran into each other?” A cold smile rose on Wen Yanbo’s face. The scene he was expecting had finally come. The other elders also wore a sinister smile along with Heartcliff, he was looking forward to this battle.

On the other hand, Zuo Yun looks concerned. He could only hope that Lin Yun wouldn’t underestimate Wu Mohan’s strength.

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“And here I thought I won’t be running into you in the eighth group. What a coincidence for us to meet at the last match,” said Wu Mohan as he looked at Lin Yun.

“You’ll regret running into me,” smiled Lin Yun. He knew that this person was probably Primal Origin Sect’s hidden chess piece in this competition.

“You seem rather confident about your strength. Then again, no one the Primal Origin Sect hasn’t heard about you,” replied Wu Mohan. His tone sounded calm, but there was something unusual about the calmness behind his tone. Lin Yun was long in his list to be killed ever since he killed three of Primal Origin Sect’s core disciples in the Demonlotus Realm. So under Wu Mohan’s calm tone, there was a vague killing intent.

“Start your attack. This is the last fight, so there’s no need for you to beat around the bush. The winner will stay, and the lower will leave,” replied Lin Yun coldly.

“As you wish!” Wu Mohan took a step out. When he stepped out, he suddenly unleashed a torrential aura that signified his cultivation that even surpassed the pinnacle tenth stage.

“Quasi-Violet Palace Realm!” Lin Yun’s face turned grave when he felt the aura. Clearly, Wu Mohan had been putting on an act all along.

“Holy shit, what’s wrong with this fellow?”

“No one was optimistic about him before, but he actually revealed his cultivation in the quasi-Violet Palace Realm all of a sudden?”

“His schemes run deep.” Everyone was confident that Lin Yun would win this battle. After all, Lin Yun had crushed his opponents along the way. But no one had expected that Wu Mohan would appear out of nowhere. If Lin Yun didn’t run into him, he could probably continue his consecutive victories.

The dracophant energy spread out on Wu Mohan’s body. When he stomped on the ground, the sheer force shook the entire stage. Wu Mohan was seen clenching his fist as an ancient cauldron slowly enveloped his fist. The cauldron was engraved with the ancient dracophant, which emitted a violent aura. That was the Primal Origin Sect’s strongest martial technique derived from the Dracophant Battle Physique, the Dracophant Battle Fist.

Focusing all his energy into one, Wu Mohan threw a punch at Lin Yun. The sheer force behind this punch could easily kill an elite in the tenth stage.

“You want to kill me so easily?” Lin Yun’s strength was definitely not as shown on the surface. He might be in the pinnacle ninth stage, but he could already kill cultivators in the tenth stage and was comparable to quasi-Violet Palace Realm. So there was no need for him to be nervous.

Raising his brow, Lin Yun suddenly emitted a crystallized luster that bloomed like a bright sun. In his dantian, the Iris Flower also bloomed as it slowly revolved. When his sword aura reached the pinnacle, the Golden Crow Seal appeared behind him, and he soared into the sky. He was swinging both his fists at the incoming cauldron.

With an earth-shaking clash that echoed in the surroundings, his fist enveloped with his sword aura smashed onto the cauldron. He threw out over a hundred punches to destroy the cauldron.

“Take a move from me too!” Lin Yun started to form seals and manifested the Undying Vajra Seal and Sky Breaking Seal. With an aura that wasn't any weaker than Wu Mohan, he smashed the seals over.

Looking at the two seals coming at him, Wu Mohan pointed his finger out with an indifferent expression. His dracophant energy focused into a crimson beam and pierced through the seals.

“Vajra Vanquishing Seal!” But the moment the Vajra Breaking Seal was destroyed, Lin Yun took seven steps out with the Seven Profound Steps and appeared beside Wu Mohan. Three and four combined seals might be powerful, but it was too taxing on his origin energy. So he wouldn’t use it casually.

In an actual fight, it was more suitable for him to mix and match the four seals. Relying on the Seven Profound Steps, Lin Yun circled around Wu Mohan as he kept throwing out seals. From Vajra Vanquishing Seal, Vajra Breaking Seal, or Heavenly Vanquishing Seal that enveloped Wu Mohan in it. After fending off ten-odd moves, Wu Mohan finally lost his patience, and he yelled, “Dracophant War Spear!”

His origin energy gushed out from his body and formed into a crimson spear that looked like a ferocious dragon. Holding the spear with both his hands, he swung the spear out in a circular motion. “Break!”

The seals began to shatter in front of his spear. After Wu Mohan dealt with all the seals, he then stabbed his spear at Lin Yun. As for Lin Yun, he could only watch as the spear swiftly approached.

“You won’t be able to escape,” sneered Wu Mohan as he watched Lin Yun trying to dodge with the Seven Profound Steps. It was impossible for Lin Yun to dodge this attack even if his movement technique was powerful. Lin Yun could be proud that he managed to last so long under his attacks.

“How powerful!” Lin Yun had never been forced to this step in the competition, and he couldn’t tell how much power did Wu Mohan put in this attack.

“The Primal Origin Sect isn’t like the Heavenly Profound Sect. So what if you’ve learned the Dracophant Battle Physique? You’re still forced into a dead-end!” Wen Yanbo’s stroke his beard.

“Damn it!” The faces of the Heavenly Profound Sect’s elders and disciples turned dark. But they could only keep it within.

“This old fellow!” Trueorigin’s eyes flashed with displeasure when he looked at the smug on Wen Yanbo’s face.

Looking at the spear swiftly approaching and he couldn’t dodge, Lin Yun finally made a decision. He suddenly came to a stop which made many people confused.

“You’re courting death to dare to take the Dracophant War Spear from a quasi-Violet Palace Realm head-on!” Wen Yanbo snorted.

Without any signs beforehand, Lin Yun threw his punch out at the spear. His vitality surged like a violent wave as he threw out a dracophant from his punch. Under his punch, the terrifying attack from Wu Mohan was forcibly stopped. At the same time, saintly music echoed out on the stage. That was the sign of the Dracophant Battle Physique reaching the pinnacle of the fifth stage. Under his punch, the spear began to crack before it shattered into pieces.

“Damn it! How is this possible?!” Wen Yanbo was dumbfounded. The number of those in the sect who could reach the fifth stage were few in numbers. So how did Lin Yun manage to do it?

Although the spear cracked, the energy contained in the spear was still horrifying as the energy gushed at Lin Yun like a volcano eruption. But before Wen Yanbo could rejoice, the energy bounced off from Lin Yun’s body.

Standing on the stage, Lin Yun was currently donned in a purple armor. The armor was covered in the runes of dracophant, which also emitted a violent aura. It was thanks to this armor that Lin Yun came out unshattered from the clash.

“The Dracophant War Armor!” The Primal Origin Sect naturally recognized the armor.

“Now, this is interesting. If my eyes aren’t fooling me, this should be your sect’s secret art, right? So why is it in the hands of an outsider? The Primal Origin Sect is truly formidable. It looks like only the Dracophant War Armor could block the Dracophant War Spear!” Trueorigin mocked. His mockery instantly raised a laughter from the Heavenly Profound Sect’s party.

“Just what the hell is going on?” Wen Yanbo’s facial expression was brilliant. He never imagined that the Dracophant War Armor used by Lin Yun was even stronger than the ones summoned by many elders.

“Bright out all your strength. It’s impossible for you to kill me with this much. Don’t embarrass the Primal Origin Sect,” said Lin Yun coldly.

“I have indeed underestimated you. But it’s time for this little game to come to an end!” Wen Yanbo laughed with cold killing intent gushing out of his eyes. At the same time, a terrifying aura began to emit from his palm.

Martial Soul? Lin Yun frowned his eyebrows.

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