Chapter 127 Zaith Asura



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'So this is what you've been up to... Zaith.'

Since their admission into the Heavenly Sword Sect, Arthur had not heard anything about Zaith.

Some said he left the sect, while some said he went into the Misty Mountain Range to train and died, and many other speculations.

All eyes were on the young man covered in blood. He was tall and his body was buff, giving him a strong image. His eyes were red and an aura of slaughter surrounded him, which matched his eyes.

"Who are you?" The feminine core disciple asked.

Zaith was not wearing the attire of a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so some were suspicious of his identity.

"You do not need to know," Zaith replied.

"What arrogance!"

Both core disciples could sense that Zaith's cultivation was only at the Martial Origin Realm.

Because of that, they let down their guard as they had first thought of Zaith as a powerful enemy due to his appearance and the way he carried himself.

"You are right I don't! Since you are not wearing the Heavenly Sword Sect's uniform, I have a valid excuse for your death!"

Tadaro suddenly shot towards Zaith with blinding speed.

*Swish!*

A crazed look was on his eyes looking at Zaith as though he was a dead man.

Meanwhile, Arthur inwardly shook his head, 'Fool...'

Tadaro quickly arrived in front of Zaith but he twisted his body, performing a movement technique, and appeared behind Zaith.

As he did, a claw-shaped essence energy construct was formed and he swiped at Zaith's neck.

"Die!"

But just before the claw connected Zaith caught his hand and took a step forward.

*Tap!*

And with great strength, he flung Tadaro on the ground.

*Bang!*

"Argh!" The hit was so hard that he coughed out blood, and wanted to curse out.

But a Zaith stepped on his chest and he found himself unable to break free.

'Damn it! How strong is he? This is humiliating!'

"It appears that you are the one who is eager to die," Zaith said with a cold look and at that moment his eyes glowed red.

A mighty slaughter intent descended upon Tadaro and he found himself unable to breathe.

'What level of slaughter intent is this?' He was shocked at how easily he was rendered immobile.

'But those eyes...he...looks like he is really about to kill me!' Tadaro felt something he had never felt before.

The fear of death.

Usually, he is the one causing people to feel death looming over them, but this time, the tables have turned and he is, unfortunately, sitting at the receiving end of it.

Zaith raised his hand.

"What are you trying to do? You can't kill him!" Tadaro's companion shouted.

But he did not move from the spot he stood. He was wary of Zaith's strength and wanted to be at a suitable distance away from him in case he needed to make a run for it if things go south.

"Death is upon you..." Zaith muttered and his hand descended.

Tadaro closed his eyes, but the slash to his neck never came.

'Is this how it feels?' He wondered and then opened his eyes to see Zaith's fingers just an inch away from his head.

Zaith withdrew his hand and his leg from Tadaro's chest.

"I will spare today, but you will not survive my wrath if you try that again," Zaith spoke and turned around to leave.

But in the process, he glanced at Arthur before using his movement technique to leave in an instant.

*Swoosh!*

'Did he notice?' Arthur wondered.

'No that should be impossible, unless...'

"You bunch of trash. Leave this place at once and report back to the faction, there is important news." A voice suddenly spoke from above the clouds and vanished.

Arthur looked up, 'So you got tired of watching huh? Tch!'

Arthur had long ago sensed the presence of an elder who was watching the whole ordeal.

He never expected that the Blood Sword Faction could command an elder to be part of this when it is outside the sect's quarters.

Misty Mountain was a place for the disciples to train, and not the elderly figures unless they are sent on a mission.

This goes to show how much power and influence the faction has in the sect.

Tadaro frowned, still displeased with how the situation played out. Still, he and his companion dared not waste any time and speed off.

But not before leaving a comment.

"You do not need to stay with them any longer. Our bargain has come to an end...Evelyn."

"Hahaha!" He laughed as he imagined the situation he had placed her.

And with that, both core disciples left the scene without bothering about the other members of their faction.

After they left, all eyes turned to Evelyn.

...

Meanwhile, Zaith had arrived at a river far away from where Arthur's group was.

Taking off his clothing and diving straight into the river he washed away the blood on his body. And when he was done, he walked out clean.

"Did you succeed?" An old man appeared in front of him.

The old man wore the attire of a Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"What do you think?"

"Can I see it?"

"Sure."

Zaith brought out an item from his spatial ring, causing the old man's eyes to widen.

"It's real! You did it!" The man exclaimed.

"Yeah, so what next," Zaith said with a tone that was opposite to the old man's.

He sounded tired rather than excited.

"What next? Now the revival of our clan is only a matter of time. With the artifact in your hands you will be able to awaken the true power of Asura," said the old man with a serious expression.

Zaith looked at the object in his hands, and memories of what he had to go through just to obtain it surfaced in his mind.

He clenched his hand on it.

'This is just the beginning,' he said in his heart.

'Oh yes it is,' echoed another voice in his head.

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