From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 726

Chapter 726 The Aura of the imperial Phase

Colden had originally intended to head to the tide–watching rock by the seaside villao pay his respects to Homer. But when he realized Homer wasn’t at the Gessinger Estate, he sensed the overwhelming force of a battle nearby and immediately rushed toward Ivyshore Bay.

They arrived by speedboat, and the moment they got there, they witnessed Homer being blasted straight into the sea by Leander’s punch. The sight left them utterly horrified.

“The ancestor… lost?” Colden’s expression turned ashen, despair surging in his chest.

Ever since their ancestor, Homer, had returned, he had believed their family would soon rise to new heights. Homer had been their pillar–their faith. And now, that very pillar had been shattered once again by a single punch from Leander. How could they not feel despair?

“Sovereign Ashcroft won!” Richard’s face lit up with excitement.

Leander had sent Homer plunging into the sea with a single punch, even knocking the sword from his grasp. That alone proved Homer could no longer withstand the overwhelming force of Leander’s fists.

“Did he… really win?” Rachel stood beside Maeve, both women finally letting out a breath of relief.

Just moments ago, Leander had seemed completely on the defensive, yet now he had turned the tables in stunning fashion.

Billy’s eyes flickered. Despite being on a first–name basis with Leander, it was still a polite form of respect. Deep down, he believed his family’s wealth and status far surpassed Leander’s, that he held the upper hand in their social dynamic.

Only now did he realize how powerful his so–called friend truly was–he had been hiding his strength all along, calmly watching the world rise and fall around him.

Arnold, on the other hand, was so ashamed he nearly wished the ground would swallow him whole. A master like Ignatius already commanded Blood Hounds and controlled half of Highcrest’s underworld, standing as an equal to the Wood family.

If someone like Leander could dominate heaven and earth itself, then what kind of untouchable existence was he?

And yet, he had once laughed and chatted with Leander, even offering him an internship at his company after graduation, promising a generous salary. Just thinking about it now made him feel utterly ridiculous.

Leander stood suspended in midair, his body brimming with stored power like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to unleash at any moment. That explosive force was beyond description.

This was the strength of the Devourer Form. He had abandoned all techniques, all mystical arts, relying solely on the perfect fusion of physical strength and Primordial Energy. This was the purest and most powerful form of force.

With a single punch or kick, he could shatter heaven and earth.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and in the distance, a mass of dark clouds pressed forward, layer upon layer, as if alive– tearing through space itself before descending over the sea.

Everyone turned their gaze upward. The clouds churned and twisted, revealing a pitch–black throne. Upon it sat a figure, one leg casually crossed, his entire body shrouded in black mist, exuding an eerie, sinister aura.

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“He was a handsome middle–aged man dressed in luxurious robes threaded with gold. His arrival caused Colden’s expression to stiffen, while Richard recognized him instantly.

“That is… the High Ebon of the Taybourne Ebon Circle?”

Billy and the others were completely confused, but Richard was visibly shaken.

A core disciple of the Gessinger family standing beside Colden couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Gessinger, is that the leader of the Taybourne Ebon Circle–the same sect that used to be our family’s greatest enemy?”

Colden nodded solemnly, his heart sinking further.

The Ebon Circle was the most sinister and terrifying cult in all of Taybourne, infamous for its dark sorcery and deadly curses. And the High Ebon was the most outstanding leader in the sect’s 500–year history, having mastered nearly every form of witchcraft and poison techniques within it. Over a century ago, he had already stepped into the King Phase.

Back in the 17th century, Homer had clashed with the High Ebon several times, each winning some and losing some, and both had regarded the other as a mortal enemy.

Homer had dominated Highcrest, while the High Ebon ruled over Taybourne. Separated by the sea, they kept each other in check. But now, with Homer having just been blasted into the ocean by Leander Ashcroft–and another powerful enemy arriving—the

situation couldn’t have been worse.

Leander tilted his head slightly and looked toward the High Ebon, his eyes narrowing with a hint of amusement.

At that moment, the High Ebon also turned his gaze toward Leander, a trace of surprise flashing through his mind, though his expression carried clear interest.

He had merely been passing through Highcrest, originally planning to return to Taybourne, when he suddenly sensed the earth- shaking clash here and hurried over to investigate.

Almost instantly, he deduced Leander’s true identity and smiled. “Jeff Ashcroft? I’ve lived in seclusion in Taybourne, yet I’ve heard the name ‘Iron Sovereign‘ many times. Seeing you today, your reputation truly isn’t undeserved–even Homer Gessinger has been suppressed by you!”

There was genuine admiration in the High Ebon’s tone. As an old rival, he knew better than anyone how talented and powerful Homer was. Yet Leander, a member of the younger generation, had managed to overpower him—his strength clearly surpassing Homer’s. Even the High Ebon couldn’t help but feel wary.

Leander didn’t respond. Instead, he turned his head toward the spot where Homer had been struck into the sea. A violent surge of energy was rising from below.

Boom!

A massive wave shot skyward as Homer’s figure burst out of the water, reappearing before everyone.

He was completely drenched, looking somewhat disheveled. It was clear that to withstand Leander’s near–perfect punch, he had used every ounce of his strength–he hadn’t even had the spare energy to maintain his energy barrier to keep the seawater off him.

Homer glanced at the High Ebon, who still sat calmly upon his throne. His eyes darkened slightly, but he chose to ignore him, turning his focus back to Leander.

“Jeff Ashcroft, I have to admit–I truly didn’t expect you to be this strong! Among those in the King Phase, I’ve always believed I stood at the very peak, with nowhere left to advance. But your power… has surpassed my understanding!”

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Chapter 126 The Aura of the unperial Phase

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Although he trad just been sent flying by Leander’s punch, there was no frace of fear or defeat in his eyes–only unwavering

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