Chapter 209

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*Swoosh!* As soon as Ancestor attacked Leylin dodge him but from the side, a long and translucent dark green staff rushed towards Leylin, a bright, dazzling radiance at its tip.

However, Leylin already knew as he got the fluctuations readings from his soul force and would he let the Ancestor get his way?

A small round white shield stripped with black marking emerged to block the staff almost the same moment it rushed forth, blocking the unavoidable strike. A ferocious tiger moved around on the shield's surface, roaring on occasion. The dark green tip broke through the center of the bloodline shield with a snip, arriving in front of Leylin.

"Desmond Strips!" Instantaneously, the innate defence emerged on the surface of Leylin's body as a layer of blazing stripes on his body emerged, they had even grown dazzling.

*Ka-cha!* A small white dot emerged on the black and white defense and Leylin's figure retreated. At the same time, the red crescent of light from his tiger like claws swept across Ancestor's chest.

Dazzling sparks flew out as it collided with a translucent energy armour that suddenly appeared. Leylin easily saw great amount of power being drawn from the Tower by Ancestor.

"This strength?" Ancestor looked at the huge crack on his chestplate as a trace of apprehension appeared on his face. Large amounts of creamy fog solidified, mending the damage to the armour.

'Although he is injured but with the help of the tower or perhaps in collision with a secret technique his strength is almost at 5-Star Morning Star!' Leylin looked at his conditions and saw that he was physically fine but his spiritual seed took some damage.

The confrontation just now had occurred very quickly, and was very dangerous. Although the spells that Morning Star Magi took most pride in were not used, the mere confrontation in strength and vitality created a stern seriousness in Leylin.

Ancestor previous attack was very strange. If not for the high vitality and agility of the clone and the addition of his bloodline, an attack at such close quarters would have probably injured him severely.

'Morning Stars from a foreign place may not excel in magical abilities but they are still not to be underestimated. His attacks are not only lethal physically but also have a spirit attack aspect to them, and if not for the main body's truesoul being much stronger than him then I would have also suffered from his innate soul suppression!' After opening up some distance between them, Leylin directed a cold gaze at Ancestor.

"You're are very good, if the roles were reversed I don't know if I would be able to dodge an attack like this and without injury no less." Ancestor looked at his own staff, his face seeming a little regretful.

"I concur that you have not fought in long long time, your moves are full of cobwebs. The speed was good but the execution could use some work." Leylin smiled as he offered friendly advice with a mocking face.

Although the Ancestor felt a little speechless, He still looked at his opponent carefully and didn't make any rash move.

*Tsk*

Leylin clicked his tongue in annoyance, A certain amount of effort would be needed to take down such an enemy.

A splendid starry sky suddenly emerged behind Leylin, illuminating a sea of blood. Facing Ancestor, Leylin emitted his own Morning Star domain. His terrifying pull on bloodlines attracted Ancestor's own, making his face flush slightly red.

"I was right, you are not a person who ascended through the help of seats!" A realm of emptiness emerged behind Ancestor as he spoke, offsetting Leylin's Morning Star domain.

Leylin looked at his opponents unusual domain and he felt as if there were presence of various people except for the ancestor in there. Many pairs of eyes seems to stare at him and each of then held a monstrous strength behind them but they felt very illusionary.

The two huge domains collided, making even the void vibrate. The illusory walls shattered, creating the feeling as if the world being destroyed.

"With your injuries you are probably unable to use your full strength even still this is very remarkable." Leylin's pupils sparkled as he felt his spiritual seed bearing intense pressure almost cracking.

"Others would not let you off demon, you would definitely face your demise."

"I am not scared even if they all come together, worst come to worst I would have to truly descend here!"

Leylin spoke indifferently. Four scarlet halos lit up behind him. and even fused together to form a terrifying spell.

"Rank 1 bloodline innate spells, Desmond Strips! Lethal Fangs! Rank 2 innate spell, Tempest Blaze. rank 3 innate spell, Dominator Roar! Rank 4 innate spell, Bloodline Metamorphosis! Combining to form the Morning Star Arcane Art White Tiger Transformation!"

With Leylin's point mass and bloodline giving him peak Morning Star Magus strength, the power of the White Tiger Transformation had almost reached the peak of its power tapping into the formidable ancient strength.

The earth rumbled as a giant tiger, nearly a thousand metres in length and with blazing stripes on its body as well as devilish pupils emerged.

The figure of Ancestor from before was like a tiny toy in front of this behemoth.

The soul storm slashed across the tiger steel like furs. They managed to cause some sparks to fly, but could not even push the giant tiger away slightly.

"WHAT? How this possible?" A voice full of disbelief echoed forth from Ancestor's mouth. Before the terrifying White Tiger, almost all of the stubborness and pride inside him disappeared.

This was the technique that only Morning Star Warlocks possessed, the Morning Star Arcane Art Metamorphosis! Once again, it displayed its monstrous might in front of this foreign tribe!

*Roar* The enormous White Tiger directly crushed the Ancestor down, firmly binding him. At the same time, a whirlpool of condensed wind storm and razor sharp light danced about on its body.

The Ancestor wailed continuously for a short while

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With the writhing of the void, a dark passageway opened up. Leylin, dressed in a black robe, walked out with one hand holding the dead Ancestor and in the other hand was a triangle object.

The fearful expression on this opponent's face had not disappeared. It was as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before he died.

"He was weak, from the start it felt as if they were some other powerhouses in the mix of his domain but they were just like shadow, doing nothing much!" Leylin sighed.

Morning Star Magi and strong Morning Stars of the other worlds don't have much of a difference in their nature. Their energies are almost at the same level, but once the Morning Star Arcane Art is used, they can steamroll over the other worlds' powerhouses.

"I could research on his body, although I wanted to keep him alive but keeping his spirit in check would have been a pain in the ass, anyways.. " Leylin looked at the triangular object with great interest, "The gains were pretty amazing, I should immediately send this object to the Magus World. This may change our plans here."

Ancestor body in hand, Leylin came to the destroyed city and immediately scanned the tower for anything useful. He found a lot of books and records which he took as he transformed into a black streak that disappeared into the horizon.

Leylin has suffered some mild spiritual injuries which would take some time to mend and he also need to dive into another round of experimentation.

Only after Leylin disappeared, did the Azad Army who managed to leave in time pop their heads out from various corners, eyes full of consternation as they looked towards the direction that had Leylin departed in.

What had they just seen? The Ancestor of the Atma Clan, a revered Sovereign fall just like that! None of them have ever seen a sovereign in fight before and most didn't have any idea of what that really means but the devastation and destruction they witness before them made them burn an iron rule in their minds that Sovereign are not something they can being to comprehend.