Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 126: Woo (2)

“…. HAHA! You want to know how she died?! I brought a group of infant devil ants and allowed them to slowly eat through her neck! HAHA!”

The Patriarch was so lost in his own madness that he hadn’t even noticed the change in the situation. Before he could react, the Law everyone thought had no combat process at all had appeared before him.

With a swing of his arms, the expressionless Law severed the limbs of the Patriarch. In an instant, the latter had fallen to the ground, shock clear in his eyes.

Law looked toward the ground and slowly picked up the two heads. One was his wife’s and the other was his father-in-law’s, it was clear that the both of them had tied terrible deaths.

He held them as though he was handling a newborn. But he knew they were gone. They would never see the light of day again.

At this moment, Law felt a rage building up within him. It swept forward and receded like the tides of an ocean, slowly building up momentum as though it might become a tsunami at any time.

“You… you…”

The Patriarch was completely stunned. Why would Law be held in a prison that was so easy to get out of? Wasn’t it precisely because he had no combat prowess to speak of? In the last more than 5 years, aside from using his mind to crack and form schemes, he had done nothing else. Everyone looked at him like a lowly Immortal Essence Realm expert who could be killed with a snap of a finger. It was for this reason that many couldn’t stand the sight of him.

In the martial world, strength reigned supreme. Many felt that if Law didn’t have the backing of the government faction, or if Yin City fell under martial law due to extenuating circumstances, he would be pretty much finished.

If they knew he had this much battle prowess, they would have locked him up on the 9^th level of the dungeon. Even if their guts were ten times larger, they wouldn’t dare leave him here in the 1^st level. But who knew that Law had hidden himself to this extent?

Law’s rage bubbled over.

Under the Patriarch’s astonished gaze, his hair and eyes became a blood red.

A pillar of crimson shot from his body as he roared into the skies. That singular roar was enough for the top of the dungeon to be blown off, causing the pillar to break through the clouds.

In that moment, everyone in Yin City looked toward that directly, their eyes filled with shock. Had one of the top three devil clans – the blood devils – broken into their city? How had they done it? And they had even managed to reach the core of the city at that? Just what was going on?

“CITY LORD WOO, I’LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!”

12 blood red wings appeared to Law’s back. The sound of heartbreak radiated over the city and everyone saw a sight they would never forget. historical

Law, a young man they had all come to know in the last half decade stood in the skies amidst the blood red pillar of light. Hovering a small distance from his back, 12 red wings with feathers as sharp and reflective as blades flapped. In his left arm, he clung tightly to two severed heads and streams of bloody tears fell from his eyes and along his cheeks.

Dragging along on a chain attached to his ankle, the mangled half-dead body of Patriarch Jones dangled in the air. His mournful cries were completely muffled behind Law’s ghastly killing intent.

Everything about him screamed bloody murder. The resentment in his tone and expression made those watching on shiver from a breath of cold.

Law wasn’t a fool. He knew that Jones had no ability to do this on his own. Even if the City Lord didn’t act personally, it had most definitely occurred with his tacit agreement. In fact, it was impossible for Law to be jailed without the City Lord’s tacit agreement as well.

Since that was the case, he could just die.

Basically everyone in this city was a cultivator. After all, the need for combat prowess was heavy with the looming threat of the devils. But, even if they weren’t, almost all of them were born with Immortal Essence cultivations at worst. So, no matter their vantage point from within the city, their eyes were more than sharp enough to see the heads in Law’s hands.

When they realized it was his wife and father-in-law, and even recognized the form of the former Duke dangling from his ankle, many of them came to an understanding. Though they were mostly commoners, they weren’t fools. The minds of immortals would make them all exceptional Einstein level geniuses on the mortal plane, so they instantly understood things after being led a bit.

After reaching this point, no small number of them turned hostile gazes toward the City Lord’s Mansion.

When Law gained some power, he had done too many things for the common folk. The laws he fought to help pass made their lives that were once filled with constant fear toward what might be outside the city walls to settle once more. Yet, their savior had paid the price of his wife and father-in-law.

Back when Law had been imprisoned, many had felt grief and unwillingness, but what could they do? But seeing Law in such a state and even charging toward the City Lord Mansion and likely toward his death without regard for anything… Left them all in a dazed state.

However, what happened next made them feel as though the world would collapse.

A vajra body that blotted out the skies appeared to Law’s back.