From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 432

In the sky, a man stood on a cloud. His hand was gripping Reid's back and holding him up in the air.

"Jeff, I've come for you. Your life belongs to me."

He smiled in a warm way, yet there was no emotion in his eyes.

The sudden turn of events shocked everyone in the Dual Meridian Sect. They had just been celebrating Leander's victory over Reid. Now this stranger appeared out of nowhere and their hearts sank again.

Daphne narrowed her eyes. Her face changed as she recognized him.

He was the same Western man they had seen outside the airport that day. She had no idea how he found this place or how he knew Leander was here.

"Son of Judgment? Fergus Lynch?"

Leander looked up at the sky. His expression stayed calm.

As soon as he said those words, Wyatt's face turned pale.

"What? Son of Judgment?"

He had stayed calm even when Reid, an Infernal Crown Transcendent of the Bloody Palm Sect, showed up. Hearing that title broke his composure. His face twisted with fear.

Fergus' eyes were cold. His smile was faint.

"Jeff, I didn't come here for you. I came to collect a debt from the son-in-law of the Dual Meridian Sect. I didn't expect to find you here."

His gaze shifted from Leander to Wyatt.

"Lord of Umbral, anyone who takes something from the Arbitration Office must pay the price. I'm here today on behalf of the Arbitration Office to collect what you owe."

Everyone in the Dual Meridian Sect turned to stare at Wyatt in shock.

"The Arbitration Office?" Clara looked confused. "Wyatt, what deal did you make with them? Why are they coming after you?"

As a Transcendent, she knew exactly how terrifying the Arbitration Office was. It was a worldwide organization with immense power. The Dual Meridian Sect could not stand a chance even if they combined all their strength.

Wyatt lowered his head a little. He could not meet her eyes.

In the sky, Fergus sneered. "Wyatt, you used to be one of our elite Arbitrators. Twenty years ago, you came to us on your own and asked for power and resources to help you advance. Have you forgotten that?"

Clara stared at him in disbelief. Wyatt bowed his head even lower and spoke in a bitter tone. "Clara, I'm sorry. You and I practiced the Dual Insight Technique together. My progress was not as fast as you thought. I wanted to help you take revenge on the Bloody Palm Sect, so I found another way. I went to the Arbitration Office and offered myself as one of their arbitrators."

Everyone in the sect was stunned. None of them expected Wyatt, who had always been loyal to them, to have joined the Arbitration Office for their sake.

Leander finally understood why Wyatt knew so much about the Arbitration Office and why he had so much intel. Wyatt had once been one of them.

Wyatt's body trembled. He lifted his head and glared at Fergus.

"The Arbitration Office helped me advance. I served as an Arbitrator for more than ten years. I never disobeyed a single command. I paid back everything I owed. Why are you still after me?"

His tone carried anger and confusion.

Fergus stayed cold.

"More than ten years?" He smirked. "Wyatt, the moment you joined the Arbitration Office, you should have known that once you enter, you belong to it forever. You think ten years of service can pay back all the resources we spent on you. That is foolish. You escaped from us a few years ago. We let you live only to give you time to breathe. Today, as the Son of Judgment, I'm here to sentence you."

As soon as he finished, his killing intent exploded. The younger cultivators felt as if they had fallen into a world filled with blood and slaughter.

"This is a mental illusion!"

Some of the stronger ones stayed awake. The rest were trapped inside the hallucination and could not escape.

Wyatt trembled. He felt a wave of spiritual strength crash straight into his mind. He had no way to stop it.

When his eyes met Fergus', he felt himself being pulled into a black hole. His mind sank deeper and deeper. Pain tore through his head. His spirit was close to collapsing.

A spiritual strength cultivator!

He knew he was not a match for Leander. Fergus was. If Fergus could keep Leander busy, he could wipe out the sect himself.

Even though Leander had injured him badly, an Infernal Crown like him was still much stronger than ordinary cultivators. Even at thirty percent of his strength, he believed he could destroy the entire sect.

"Oh? You want to cooperate?"

Fergus tilted his head toward him.

"Of course. You just need to hold off Jeff. The rest—"

Before he could finish, Fergus raised his hand. His fingers closed around Reid's throat with lightning speed.

A loud crack rang through the air.

Everyone watched in horror as Fergus twisted Reid's head clean off. Blood sprayed into the sky.

Gasps spread across the crowd. Wyatt and Clara widened their eyes in shock.

Reid was an Infernal Crown. Even without a focus on body training, his body was far stronger than most. He could survive a sniper bullet without getting hurt.

Fergus tore him apart with his bare hands. That showed how terrifying his physical strength was.

"Trash like this from the East thinks he can work with me?"

Fergus did not even blink after killing him.

He tossed Reid's body aside and turned back to Leander. A wave of spiritual strength surged out of him like rippling water.

Leander kept his calm expression. Spiritual strength spread through his eyes.

The two forces collided head-on inside the Dual Meridian Sect's compound.