Chapter 148: You Just Threatened My Clan!!!

You Just Threatened My Clan!!!

Alaric intended to kill Derek with one strike.

"This is the end!!"

Derek’s heart sank.

For a brief moment, his mind became strangely quiet.

He could already imagine what would happen after his death.

The Dawn Empire would collapse.

The royal authority would shatter.

The surrounding noble families would immediately choose new masters.

The Azure Sovereign Kingdom would tear Dawn apart.

And the Salvatore Family would be surrounded by enemies from every direction.

He had fought for so long.

He had endured humiliation.

He had endured pressure.

He had gambled the fate of the entire empire on a single battle.

Yet in the face of absolute power, everything suddenly seemed so fragile.

Derek slowly closed his eyes.

Before absolute power, resistance would be nothing but a child’s tantrum.

There was nothing more he could do.

WHOOSH—!!

The frost descended.

Wherever it passed, all life withered.

Flowers froze.

Trees cracked.

The air became a solid sheet of white.

Even the ground beneath them was swallowed by ice.

Thick cold dragged everything into a frozen world.

Derek’s eyes remained closed.

He waited.

One breath.

Two.

He was already prepared to die.

But the bone-chilling cold he expected never came.

Instead—

A horrified scream suddenly tore through the battlefield.

"No!!! How is this possible?!"

Derek’s eyes snapped open.

What he saw froze him more thoroughly than Alaric’s frost ever could.

A figure was walking through the void.

Slowly.

Calmly.

Without the slightest trace of urgency.

He wore a Black Dragon Mysterious Robe.

Golden embroidery of a dragon ran across the dark fabric, shimmering faintly with every movement.

Long, shoulder-length black hair flowed behind him.

His golden eyes were calm.

His face was almost impossibly handsome.

Yet there was no warmth in that handsome face.

With every step he took, space rippled beneath his feet.

The void itself seemed to make way for him.

Everything standing before him was annihilated.

The frost vanished.

The snow disappeared.

The terrifying wolf phantom began breaking apart.

Yet the man didn’t even look at it.

Facing Alaric’s wolf-moon technique, the figure seemed not to notice.

He simply continued walking forward.

Indifferent.

Unhurried.

As though the terrifying attack before him was nothing more than dust floating in the wind.

And then—

Before this man, all was annihilated.

Ten thousand techniques ceased to exist.

The devouring wolf-moon was like a flower in a mirror.

A moon reflected upon water.

Beautiful.

Terrifying.

And utterly unreal.

Then—

It disappeared.

No explosion.

No struggle.

No confrontation.

It simply ceased to exist.

The entire battlefield became silent.

Derek stared.

The surrounding Stellar Sovereign experts stared.

Even Alaric was frozen in place.

Their minds struggled to understand what they had just witnessed.

That attack had nearly reached the power of the Lunar Sovereign Realm.

Yet before this mysterious man—

It was as fragile as paper.

"This..."

One of the Stellar Sovereign experts swallowed hard.

His throat felt dry.

"Such a terrifying existence!"

Another expert’s voice trembled.

"Dawn’s borders hold such a being?!"

"Who is this man?!"

No one answered.

The Stellar Sovereign experts exchanged frightened glances.

Their hearts tightened.

Alaric’s wolf-moon technique had been close to Lunar Sovereign level.

Yet before this man, it had been erased without resistance.

Could it be...

Their expressions changed.

Could this man have already stepped into...

The Lunar Sovereign Realm?!

"Could he be a Lunar Saint-level expert?!"

The words came out with difficulty.

The others fell silent.

A Lunar Sovereign expert—

A Lunar Saint who stood above the ordinary Stellar Sovereign realm—

Could walk the ancient star roads.

Could protect an entire lineage with a single person.

Such an existence could establish a powerful family or sect with nothing more than a gesture.

Why would someone like that appear in a remote place like Dawn?

Their hearts pounded.

They suddenly remembered every rumor they had ever heard about the Salvatore Family.

The monstrous prodigies.

The terrifying resources.

The inexplicable treasures.

The ancient inheritances.

Could all of it have been because of this man?

Alaric’s expression changed completely.

His arrogance vanished.

He immediately lowered his posture.

"May I ask... your name?!"

His voice had become respectful.

Almost cautious.

A suspected Lunar Saint-level existence was not someone he—or even the entire Azure Sovereign Kingdom—could afford to provoke.

His spiritual sense cautiously swept over the mysterious man.

But the moment his spiritual sense touched him—

It vanished.

There was no cultivation aura.

No clear spiritual fluctuation.

No boundary.

Only endless chaos.

Alaric’s heart sank.

That only made him more certain.

This was a Lunar Saint.

No.

Perhaps even stronger.

"Me?"

The man’s calm voice descended from the heavens.

"You want to know my name?"

There was a faint trace of amusement in his voice.

Then—

BOOM!!

That single sentence seemed to carry the weight of the heavens.

The void trembled.

The surrounding space distorted.

An overwhelming pressure descended like an entire river of stars crashing down from above.

Alaric’s knees buckled.

CRASH!!

He was forced down.

His knees slammed into the ground.

The impact shattered the stone beneath him.

His face twisted in fury.

He tried to resist.

His spiritual power surged.

His star river roared.

But none of it mattered.

The pressure continued descending.

His knees shattered completely.

Blood flowed.

Sweat covered his forehead.

He gritted his teeth so hard that his jaw trembled.

Then his body was crushed flat against the ground.

He looked up with difficulty.

"How have I offended you?!"

He forced every word through his clenched teeth.

He was kneeling.

No.

He was being crushed beneath the mysterious man’s pressure.

But he still couldn’t understand.

He had never seen this person before.

He had never spoken to him.

Why was he being treated like an enemy?

The figure looked down at him from above.

A mocking smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"Just moments ago, you were speaking of wiping out my entire clan..."

His voice was calm.

Almost gentle.

That gentleness made it even more frightening.

"And now you’re asking me—how have you offended me?"