From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94 Shocking the Room

“I’ll grant your death wish!”

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Leander stepped confidently out of the courtyard, closing the distance of a few yards between himself and the ominous Shadow. His eyes blazed with intensity, and although his voice remained steady, it was laced with an unmistakable undercurrent of murderous intent.

The atmosphere grew thick with tension as everyone present stood frozen in disbelief. No one had anticipated that, in the face of such a formidable and terrifying figure as the Shadow, Leander would dare to speak. Moreover, his words dripped with arrogance.

From the tone of his voice, it seemed as if Leander believed he could snuff out the Shadow’s life at will. What did he take this fearsome opponent for? Some random lowlife on the street? An insignificant ant, easily crushed with a flick of his wrist?

To Wyle and the others, while the Shadow might not have been a true Martial Sovereign, his mastery of poisons and dark arts rendered him a threat that no ordinary supreme expert would dare to challenge. Who in the entire state would even think of addressing him in such a manner?

“Is this kid an idiot?” Levi mused, shaking his head in disbelief. Even in the face of utter despair, he couldn’t suppress his contempt for Leander.

From the moment Leander had provoked him earlier that day, Levi had regarded him as a young fool, possessing some inner strength but suffering from an inflated sense of invincibility. Now, he realized that Leander was nothing short of a complete moron.

The Shadow was a terrifying being, able to dictate life and death with a mere gesture. Even Wyle, the strongest among them, would not survive a single blow from him. And here stood Leander, a boy even younger than Levi, daring to hurl insults at the Shadow while accusing him of seeking death. It was a reckless path that would undoubtedly lead to his demise.

“Not only is he arrogant, but he’s also utterly blind to the situation. He’s foolish to the extreme!” Brittany remarked, shaking his head lightly. If Leander had simply accepted the Shadow’s demand to hand over the young ones and leave, he might have secured his survival. But now, after issuing such a brazen threat, he had sealed his fate. The Shadow had undoubtedly marked him for death.

Even if Leander fell to his knees and begged for forgiveness, there would be no mercy from the

Shadow.

“You little punk! Just because you managed to defeat me back at the courtyard, you think you’re invincible now? You don’t know your place!

“Just die already! At least if you die first, I’ll find some satisfaction before the end!”

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Tyler’s face twisted with malice as he watched the scene unfold. He understood that no one in this valley would survive the day, yet his hatred for Leander burned so fiercely that he yearned to see him struck down by the Shadow before his end came.

“Is he always this cocky, no matter who he’s up against?” Sierra huddled with her companions, a cold laugh escaping her lips. She was well aware of Leander’s abilities–after all, he had bested Tyler. But now, in the shadow of the demon who had nearly annihilated the entire Tardide Valley, it was painfully clear that Leander and the Shadow were not even in the same league.

This was the Shadow, a being of unfathomable power. With a single palm, he had shattered Wyle’s hand, leaving him wracked with pain and vomiting blood. He had effortlessly subdued both Sierra and Levi, two of the most talented young warriors, and brought devastation to the Holy Land of the Tardide Valley. His black energy could consume flesh with just a flick of his hand. How could a boy like Leander possibly dare to challenge such a monster?

“Do you even know who I am, kid?” The Shadow squinted, a dangerous gleam flashing in his eyes. “In this state, even Tristan, the leader of the Tarlyn Guild, doesn’t dare claim he could defeat me. And yet, you speak to me like this? How arrogant!”

At this moment, the Shadow’s powers had reached their zenith, making him stronger than many Martial Sovereigns. Ordinary martial masters stood no chance against him; even experts like Tristan posed no threat. Anyone who dared to claim they could kill him had to be at least on par

with the Four Extremes, the top–tier fighters in the world. For Leander to boast in such a way was utterly laughable.

“Tristan? What’s he compared to me? He wouldn’t dare say it, but I do!” Leander stood tall, hands clasped behind his back, his slender figure resembling an indomitable spear firmly planted in the earth. His expression remained calm as if the Shadow’s earlier display of brutality meant nothing to him.

Wyle furrowed his brow in deep confusion. Most people would be terrified in the

presence of the Shadow, yet Leander exuded a remarkable composure, showing no trace of fear. On top of that, he continued to make audacious claims, even dismissing Tristan, the head of the Tarlyn Guild.

“Could he have some secret advantage?” Wyle pondered in disbelief as he watched the confrontation unfold.

The Shadow, narrowing his eyes, studied Leander’s unwavering composure. Always cautious, he hesitated to strike immediately, intrigued by the boy’s audacity.

The Shadow employed one of his dark techniques, a sensing spell, to probe Leander with utmost care. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t detect even the slightest hint of power emanating from the boy. There wasn’t a trace of energy that a martial artist would typically possess.

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“Could he be a hidden master? No, that’s impossible. Not even a Martial Sovereign could conceal his aura so perfectly. And this boy is barely seventeen or eighteen. There’s no way he’s capable of something like that.” The Shadow shook his head in disbelief. To reach such a level of mastery, only someone like the Four Extremes could fully shroud their power. There was no way a youth like Leander could be harboring such strength.

“Are you trying to scare me, kid? I was already dominating the martial world before you were even born. And you think you can kill me?” To the Shadow, Leander was merely putting on a brave front. He had encountered individuals like this before–those lacking genuine strength who relied on words to intimidate. He had seen through this kind of trick many times.

With his immense power, there were fewer than a dozen people in the entire nation who could pose a threat to him. Each one of them was an unrivaled master. What did he have to fear from a young boy?

Leander’s gaze remained cold and indifferent as he raised a single finger, his demeanor unwavering. “To kill you? One strike is all it will take.”

An uneasy silence enveloped the area. Everyone present couldn’t help but believe that Leander had lost his mind, his audacious claim hanging in the air like a palpable tension, electrifying the atmosphere.

Wyle, Brittany, and the other internal martial artists shook their heads in disbelief, unable to comprehend the audacity of the situation. For someone of the Shadow’s formidable strength to be defeated by a single palm strike seemed a task only achievable by the legendary Four Extremes in the Astrian martial world. Yet, Leander spoke of such a feat with an ease that bordered on the absurd.

The Shadow, having lost all patience, allowed a cold glimmer to flicker in his eyes.

“I’d like to see how you plan to kill me!”

With those words, he sprang forward, leaping several feet in an instant to appear directly before Leander. His pitch–black hand sliced through the air, accompanied by a violent gust of wind that announced his arrival.

“It’s the Black Sorcery Palm!” Brittany and Levi gasped in unison. This devastating technique was the signature move of the Demise, a martial art the Shadow had mastered over thirty years ago and honed to perfection.

It was clear to everyone present that the Shadow aimed to obliterate Leander with this single strike, showing no mercy whatsoever. Even Wyle, nursing his injuries, felt a chill run down his spine. If the Shadow had unleashed this attack on him earlier, he knew his soul would have been scattered like leaves in a tempest.

This guy’s walking right into his death!

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Sierra thought, her face draining of color as she watched the scene unfold. Though she had never been fond of Leander, the idea of him being torn apart by the Shadow’s devastating blow was unbearable.

As the powerful gusts of the Shadow’s strike surged toward Leander, dark smoke swirled ominously around him, threatening to consume him. Yet, remarkably, his expression remained calm and composed.

Just as the Shadow’s claws were poised to tear into his chest, Leander raised his hand slowly, a defiant gesture against the impending doom.

Pop!

A sharp crack echoed through the air, reminiscent of a balloon bursting from a single pinprick. Leander’s hand had met the Shadow’s with unexpected force.

Instead of the anticipated scene of Leander being crushed by that single blow, the Shadow’s body trembled violently. He was propelled backward, retreating more than thirty feet, each step leaving deep impressions in the earth, half an inch deep.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

“This… This can’t be!” he murmured, as if uttering those words had drained the last remnants of his strength.

The Black Sorcery Palm, a technique he had refined beyond even its original creator, had allowed him to kill the grand elder of the Demise with one decisive move, piercing through the elder’s chest without hesitation. Yet now, his full–strength strike had been effortlessly countered by a mere young man.

At the moment their hands met, an overwhelming force surged through the Shadow’s arm, completely suppressing his inner energy. It coursed through his body, reaching deep into his organs, rendering him helpless.

In that instant, the harsh reality dawned upon him: he had lost–utterly and completely.

Before the onlookers could fully comprehend what had transpired, a violent rupture echoed through the air. The Shadow’s black robe tore apart, scattering like dark cloth across the sky.

Boom!

The once–feared demon, who had turned Tardide Valley into a living nightmare, collapsed lifelessly to the ground.