From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 731

Chapter 731 His Legend

A spray of blood burst across the sky as the head tumbled into the sea. Everyone was struck with sheer terror as pillai and symbol of the Gessinger family, Hosser Gessings, instantly reduced to a head

corpse

The High Ebon’s body trembled violently. The Primordial Energy throne behind him had long since dissipated, yet to stál bevistave in the air, unable to believe what he was seeing

Homer’s Imperial Phase strike the ultimate killing move he had nurtured for 130 years–should have resulted in a world shaking clash. Yet Leander had merely drawn a line with two fingers, completely dismantling the attack Not only that, but in the blink of ari eye, he had taken Homer’s head with a single move. What kind of power was this?

Whoosh!

The moment Homer’s head was severed, a spirit shot out from the break at his neck, fleeing rapidly into fre distance.

Once a martial practitioner reached the King Phase, they could cultivate their own spirit, let alone Homer, who had already reached the Pre–Imperial Phase. Though Leander had beheaded his physical body, his spirit still attempted to escape, planning to rebuild his body later and make a comeback.

“Trying to run?”

Leander’s expression remained indifferent as he reached out through the air. The space around the fleeing spirit instantly sealed shut, trapping Homer within it. Barriers of potent energy closed in from all sides, leaving him no way out.

“Homer, it’s over!”

Before Homer’s despairing gaze, a black vortex formed in Leander’s palm. A terrifying suction force surged forth, dragging Homer’s spirit toward it.

“No…” The former imperial guard of the 17th century, the unrivaled swordmaster of his era, roared in shock and fury–but it was useless. He was pulled closer and closer to the vortex in Leander’s palm.

Even now, he still couldn’t understand what kind of monster he had been facing–how someone could reverse the entire battle in an instant and crush him so completely.

“Once, you helped me. I said I didn’t want to kill you this time. But since you insisted on a fight to the death–and even tried to wipe out the people behind me–I have no choice but to kill you!”

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Leander’s gaze was cold as Homer’s spirit was dragged to the very edge of the vortex.

Homer knew there was no escaping now. In the instant before being consumed, his eyes turned sharp as he shouted, “Jeff Ashcroft, I admit defeat in this battle. But this world is far bigger than you imagine. The stronger you become, the more eyes will be on you. One day, you’ll face judgment from ‘them.‘ I’ll be waiting in hell for that day!”

His voice was filled with venom, but Leander remained unmoved. The force in his palm surged, and the suction intensified, pulling Homer’s spirit completely into the vortex.

Whoosh!

The moment Homer’s spirit was extinguished, Leander swept out another palm strike. Flames surged outward, reducing Homer’s remaining body to ashes.

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Chapter 731 His Legend

Leander replayed Homer’s final words in his mind, a fart thought stitung Fiten the way Harbor har cooken seemed there were still unknown tunes on Ear beings, who sfond above the world, watching and controtting

the shadows.

But he only smiled faintly and dismissed the thought

The path of martial cultivation had no end. There were countless powerful beings in existence. While he wouldn’t claim to have seen everything, his experiences had broadened his perspective.

In ancient times, Earth had once given rise to many mighty figures capable of moving mountains and filling seas–existences far beyond what modern martial practitioners could compare to.

Though those powerful figures had long since vanished, with no trace left in history, Leander believed they stir cristed somewhere

-or that their descendants remained hidden in the world, observing everything from a higher vantage point

Not to mention places like the infamous Westerian Hellspire, or the “Lesser World” Genevieve had once meritioned–mysterious realms he had yet to explore. Who could say how many beings beyond his comprehension resided within them?

But he carried a fearless heart and paid it no mind. Even if there were countless stronger experts–so what?

At that moment, Leander’s Primordial Energy cultivation had already reached the very threshold of the Kreg Phase, while his spiritual strength had stepped into the Origin Breaking Realm. With both combined, his combat power was unmatched–even against a true Imperial Phase expert face–to–face, he was confident he could hold his ground.

And now that he had entered the Origin Breaking Realm, once this battle was over, he would begin forging the True Martial Heavenrend. Once this ultimate killing move was complete, he would truly stand above all beings. At that point, even missiles and heavy artillery would no longer pose a threat to his life.

If he were to encounter that mysterious old man who had appeared at the Ashcroft family again, he was confident he could seize the right moment to severely injure–or even kill him in a single strike.

“Ancestor!”

Off to the side of the dock, Colden collapsed to the ground. The moment Homer had been beheaded before his eyes, it felt as though all the strength had been drained from his body, his very spirit torn away.

Homer had been the true pillar of the Gessinger family. They could have lost anyone, but as long as he stood, the Gessinger family would reign over Highcrest, unstoppable- even if the ten great families joined forces, they would have been nothing more than a

r pile of rubble.

But now, this pillar who had stepped into the Imperial Phase had fallen at Leander’s hands–beheaded, with even his spirit completely devoured. Colden’s faith, built over so many years, shattered in an instant, leaving him dizzy and disoriented:

“Heaven has abandoned us!”

His eyes filled with despair as he sat there in a daze for a long time. No matter how unwilling he was to accept it, he knew the truth -the Gessinger family’s fate had run its course. The once–glorious family that had shone for two centuries had now completely exited the stage of history.

“After today, there will be no more Gessinger family in Highcrest!” Leander’s indifferent voice condensed into a thin line and rang directly in Colden’s ears.

Colden didn’t dare hesitate. Ignoring the stunned gazes around him, he gathered the remaining members of the Gessinger family and fled for their lives.

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tilted his heart shghtly anddocked toward the High Ebon in the dr Jance

“You’re the High Ebon from Taybourne?” Leander asked almly.

After absorbing Homer’s spirit earlier, fragments of memory hard flashed through his mind, revealing the men’s identity

“Huh, didn’t think the world–renowned Iron Sovereign would know me. That’s truly an ponor!”

Before this, the High Ebon had only regarded Leander as someone on the same levck someone to be wary of, but not enough to treat with such respect. But after witnessing Leander casually obliterate Homer, who had stepped into the Imperial Phase, with a single motion, he was completely shaken. His wariness had turned into genuine fear.

“Of course, I know you. Over 100 years ago, you tried to seize Highcrest as your cultivation ground, attempting to suppress Astria’s fortune for your own benefit—but Homer stopped you!” Leander’s gaze turned idy in the next instant, golden light flared within his

eyes.

“Keep your ambitions in check. Highcrest may no longer have Homer or the Gessinger family, but it still has me–Jeff Ashcroft if ever see you set foot in Highcrest again, I will kill you!”

As his words fell, Leander pointed forward through the air.

The High Ebon’s face twitched in terror. Black mist surged wildly from his body, forming dozens of dark shields in front of him. But Leander’s strike was overwhelmingly powerful. All 36 shields shattered one after another before the force finally struck his chest.

“Pwah!” The High Ebon coughed up blood and turned into a streak of black mist, fleeing in utter panic. Only his shrill, agonized scream lingered in the wind.

Leander didn’t pursue him. That strike had merely been a warning. From this day on, the High Ebon would fear him as one would fear a god.

Buzz!

The space rippled slightly as Leander took a single step, instantly appearing aboard the cruise ship where Richard and the others

were.

He glanced over everyone, and finally, his gaze settled on Maeve. A warm smile appeared on his face. “We won this time because of you. Your voice snapped me out of it.”

Maeve’s heart raced. She could no longer suppress her feelings as she rushed forward and threw herself into Leander’s arms. This time, he didn’t push her away–he wrapped an arm around her in return.

Rachel stood at the bow, watching the warm scene unfold. There was no jealousy in her eyes–only a deep sense of reflection. “Is this… his legend?”