I Am Supreme

The battle in the Manor of Sirius continued to rage; people from all four noble families were killing without thought as were those from the Manor of Sirius. Both sides were engaged in a frenzied massacre.

The enemy from the other three directions was destructive, slaughtering those in the Manor of Sirius from east to west, then from south to north, going through the manor several times. A dozen experts stood on the wall that fenced the Manor of Sirius, putting a graceful end to anyone who tried to escape the manor.

It was a scene of mass slaughter.

Chu Tianlang was livid, almost mindless in his fury. He was surrounded by a dozen experts; although their cultivation base was lower than his, he still could not break out due to the overwhelming press of people.

The enemy had an endless supply of men. The middle-aged man in white was just standing at the side and instructing with his hands to have people fill up any gaps that appeared. Just as the enemy’s troops were flung away in strikes and an opening was made, two more people would fill in the gap under the orchestration of the man in white, keeping Chu Tianlang firmly surrounded in the center.

The battle cries had gradually dwindled in all the directions as men drenched in blood holding their swords and sabers were walking towards him.

Gone were his greatest days! An overwhelming sense of despair filled Chu Tianlang’s heart.

A commotion arose from the main block as the roar of battle drifted up. Chu Tianlang was shocked as he attacked with all his might to fend off the enemy and turned to look. There were already several people seizing a group of women and children with swords and sabers held in their hands and making their way over to him.

Those were Chu Tianlang’s family and children!

A beheaded head came flying through the air and landed with a thud on the ground, rolling around until stopped, its face turned upwards.

Chu Tianlang growled loudly, his entire body shuddering with grief.

The head had belonged to none other than his own sworn brother; the person with the highest cultivation base besides Chu Tianlang himself. He had usually led ten other brothers and was a central force within the Manor of Sirius.

He had a cultivation base of the sixth peak and had led experts to guard the main block once the battle began. Now though, he had been decapitated; it would seem that all the other ten brothers had fallen too.

“Stop!” someone cried out.

The men attacking Chu Tianlang took ten steps back like a receding tide.

Chu Tianlang was bathed in blood as he looked over to east, south, west, and north; each direction had one or two youthful young masters leading a team. All the others were covered in blood and dirt but these young masters were clean, free from even a single speck of dust.

Each of them was handsome and elegant, their grace exceptional. They were looking at him now with icy gazes.

All the battle cries and clashes of weapons around the perimeter had ceased; only thick smoke rose from the corners and sides – the entire Manor of Sirius was akin to the region of the dead.

Only the sound of feet against gravel could be heard as these people strolled over.

Looking at his captured family, Chu Tianlang felt hopelessness grip his heart.

“Who are you?” Chu Tianlang looked at these people with hatred as his lips trembled. “When have I, Chu Tianlang, ever did you any wrong? What kind of resentment and hate do you have towards me and mine? How could you actually do something so void of conscience and humanity?”

Chu Tianlang’s voice was exceptionally calm despite his obvious rage.

It was as if several planets and universe had exploded in his mind, his vision blurry as he tried to take in everything at one.

Ximen Wanli stepped forward. “Chu Tianlang, my younger brother has never offended you either. Why then did you kill him?”

Chu Tianlang asked wearily, “Who is your younger brother?” He had killed so many people that he could not recall them all. Right now, he was just instinctively thinking, “Could it be that I’ve killed someone in the past, and their backup force has finally come to me?”

“You will die a painful death today.” Ximen Wanli said indifferently, “I am Xinmen Wanli; my younger brother, Ximen Wandai, died cruelly in your hands last night!”

Chu Tianlang was stunned as he suddenly understood the situation.

Ximen Family!

The other young masters had to be from the Dongfang, Nangong, and Beiye families.

Incredulity surged through Chu Tianlang as he said in surprise, “I did not go out yesterday. How could I have killed Young Master Ximen Wandai?” It was a moment of epiphany when the question came out of his mouth.

He proclaimed loudly, “I didn’t do this!”

He had finally realized the severity of this matter.

The Ximen family!

If he took the blame, there was no other way left for him except death. A mere Manor of Sirius was no match for the colossal power of the Ximen family!

He looked at the enemies around him with fear, taking in the unconcealed murderous intent on their faces. He looked at his family that had been captured. For a moment, he felt hopeless.

“Should I believe you?” Ximen Wanli smiled lightly, a wild bloodlust appearing on his visage as he suddenly roared, “Take him! I want him alive!”

At his command, everyone around him began moving all at once.

Sword light gleamed as blood spurted into the sky; all of Chu Tianlang’s family had been beheaded!

Chu Tianlang screamed in primal rage; his anguish was expressed in an inhuman moan.

“Four noble families! I, Chu Tianlang, shall forever be irreconcilable with all of you!”

His maddened cry sent the burning flames trembling madly. Rendered absolutely berserk, he yielded the long and short swords in his hands and charged into the enemy’s formation like a frenzied tiger.

…

Yun Yang stood at the top of a hill, looking at the rising flames and smoke from far away; his gaze calm like autumn’s sea.

“Lao Mei, you’ve broken through the sixth peak, right?”

Lao Mei smiled and answered, “Yes, I have broken through. Moreover, with young master’s mystical stones and crystals, my cultivation base has neared the middle of the sixth peak.”

Yun Yang thought about it and said, “They have countless experts, a few of them are sixth peak experts as well. You have only one chance. After this one time, you must retreat immediately regardless whether you’ve succeeded or not. You must not let yourself be trapped inside.”

Lao Mei nodded. “I understand.”

“Go. Remember, once you are complete, you must disappear at once. Leave the rest to me.”

“Yes.”

Lao Mei’s body shimmered in the air he sped towards the Manor of Sirius that was going up in flames.

Yun Yang’s purple robes also flashed once before he vanished from the place.

…

Chu Tianlang was fighting in a frenzy, growling loudly as he charged left and right; he resembled a rabid tiger.

His mind had already lost all sanity as it had been doused in hate.

The long sword in his right hand was broken; he had replaced it with one that he had snatched up from a fallen body; the short sword in his left hand still glinted with a chilling ray. His entire body was covered with wounds.

Pu!

An expert from the Ximen family delivered a heavy punch to Chu Tianlang’s back even as he was stabbed by his sword, sending the latter stumbling as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The short sword in his left hand drove into the chest of the person in front of him harshly yet his back felt another chill. Another jolt of pain – he had been stabbed once more in his waist.

“I must not die!”

The thought came to him suddenly.

“If I die, who would avenge my death!”

“Charge out! I must charge out!”

He slashed and killed in a frenzy, his eyes scanning his surroundings.

However, the enemy had immediately deduced his intentions.

“He means to escape, everyone stay alert!”

“Those defending outside, be on your guard!”

Chu Tianlang charged the ring a few more times but did not manage to break through its heavy defenses, his body developing several more wounds as a result of his efforts. Suddenly, with a resolute heart, he roared towards the sky as his body suddenly exuded an extremely cold aura. Those around him could not help but feel the piercing chill, barely able to hold onto their weapons.

“Those in my way… die!”

Chu Tianlang gave a maddened cry as he sprung up and charged towards the south. Four men standing there rose up together and went head to head against him with no fear of death.

With his hand upraised, an icy, blinding, beam of light flashed from both of Chu Tianlang’s sleeves.

The two experts from the Nangong family who were charging towards him suddenly fell backward without a sound; they had breathed their last!

“It was indeed you!”

Ximen Wanli’s gaze was vicious. “Be careful of his secret weapon! Don’t let him get away!”

Chu Tianlang had already fled some hundred feet away and was about to charge up the enclosing wall. Three people who were on it hopped off to attack at once.

Chu Tianlang was growling like a wild beast, the long and short swords waving about in frenzied attacks. Sword light glinted like ferocious waves as the icy gleam in his sleeves blinked profusely.

Bam, bam, bam.

Three silhouettes fell with a flip of their bodies.

Although they were prepared, Chu Tianlang’s secret weapon was much faster than they could imagine; they could not avoid it.

Seven to eight people rushed over from the sides.

Chu Tianglang’s face was pale. Unleashing five icy gleams from his sleeves seemed to have significantly depleted him. However, it had successfully killed five of the enemy’s experts, giving him just a little breathing space.

“Die should you be in my way!” Chu Tianlang roared as he sprung into the air and charged towards the enclosure wall.

This wall was personally designed by none other than Chu Tianlang himself. It was five hundred feet tall and extremely stable. It was supposed to defend invaders and ensure safety but such heights had now become fatal to Chu Tianlang!

His body hovered in midair as glints of light came from everywhere; they were all scintillations of the secret weapons that were being used, someone had even thrust the sword in his hand over as well.

He gave a long growl as both his swords danced violently, deflecting all the secret weapons. Within such short time, the opening that had appeared on the enclosure wall had another three people filling it as another two had come towards him from both sides with a howling wind.

It was a sword and a saber that radiated with an imposing aura.

“Argh!” Chu Tianlang roared as both his long and short swords went against the sword and saber of the enemy. He had wanted to escape using them as leverage but those two were determined to fight to the death.

As their swords and sabers were blocked, they immediately gave their weapons up and threw themselves at him, punches flying with lightning speed.

Chu Tianlang roared in despair; his body was thrown to the ground harshly by the enemy as he could not gain sufficient leverage while it hovered in midair

From all around, a dozen people threw themselves at Chu Tianlang in hopes of trapping him.

Chu Tianlang growled madly as icy gleams flashed profusely from his sleeves. Six experts died in succession from his mysterious secret weapon.

Yet he knew that it was over!

He had never used his secret weapon this recklessly before. Each usage depleted him too much. He was limited to using it for a maximum of seven times in battle!

He had long exceeded his limit, his strength almost expended entirely. The enclosure wall that he had built himself seemed too high to be reached!

His enemy’s combat powers were only partially expended. There were even a few more experts who were watching the battle leisurely from the sides.

His death was an absolute certainty once these men finally showed their prowess.

“I am not resigned to this!” Chu Tianlang roared in his heart.

However, his movements were getting slower as the injuries on his body increased and his vision blurred. If the battle had ended right at this moment, Chu Tianlang would have fainted on the spot.

He was near his end, supported solely by the grudge in his heart that was unable to accept his fate.

“Go on! Just a bit more!” Ximen Wanli’s eyes were shining cruelly. “Take down Chu Tianlang!”

The crowd that was attacking Chu Tianlang reacted with a shout of glee as their battle spirits skyrocketed. Their enemy was at his end, this was their best chance to claim glory!

They circled him menacingly.

“Such is my end.” Chu Tianlang felt his impending mortality – he had finally run out of options.

It was at this moment that a silhouette suddenly appeared on the enclosure wall.