I Refused To Be Reincarnated-Chapter 670: The Ruler of the Sky

Adam rose from his throne and swung his fist, the magic veins carved on the ground pulsing with the movement. Mana sparked along their lines, rushing through the fortresses’ tunnels into the modular ring’s beast core.

Outside, spatial mana rushed into its depth in a show of gathering photons and threatening hums. Then?

CRACK

The stored energy surged in a blast. Uprooted trees splintered as cultivators barreled hundreds of meters, bones breaking, sect robes torn and stained with blood and mud. The qi tigers exploded into shards, the formations maintaining them broken.

Even the mythical flying beasts blanketing the sky shrieked against the pressure. Most recoiled, but the phoenix and dragon’s eyes narrowed into slits. They were sky dominators. Whoever controlled that strange structure was insulting them!

Beneath them, the leaders crossed their arms in a guard. Their feet dug deep trenches as they slid a meter back before they restored their balance.

Icy sweat stuck their robes to their shuddering backs. The blast was blood-chilling, true, but enough to tear a gaping hole in space? It was a first!

Tianlong clenched his jaw, glaring at the blue flames propelling the blessed land. It would disappear inside in a few seconds. He couldn’t allow it, not after eight years of investments!

But Yan Fei reacted faster. She lunged, her blade drowned in scarlet flames. "STOP HIM!"

Sharp-eyed, elements crackling, the others followed without wasting a breath.

Watching them streak toward his fortress, Adam snorted. "Didn’t you see your kitties burn their little paws on my barrier? Well, I can’t cure stupidity yet, so do your worst."

Enraged by the provocation, the leaders’ faces distorted. Their qi rumbled, spiritual limbs forming behind the strongest of them.

’Partial spiritual idols?’ He remembered spiritual ascension realm leaders could condense their understanding of the Dao into fragmented elemental idols.

’So what? only Dao Integration Realm ancestors can threaten me with their complete idols.’ He smirked. ’If I don’t vaporise them with my cannon first. After all, my barrier is on their level—the ninth tier!’

ROAR

With a rallying cry, the dragon and phoenix forced the other flying beasts out of their dazes and lunged from above.

In the middle of the crossfire, mana burned in Adam’s eyes. "I named my bastion the Ruler of the Sky for a reason!" His eyes narrowed on the dragon, his voice chilling cold. "For the cow’s sake and the recommendation letters, I don’t want to hurt you. Stand down, guardian of the Jin Long sect!"

The dragon froze, his giant pupils constricting. No human knew his relationship with the cow, much less a sealed demon. Wait... One did. The brat from nine years ago? How could he forget when the Lóngshān Valley’s guardians pestered him until he recommended him and his sister as disciples? No. Something didn’t add up.

His mind raced. He had scanned him when Tian Long descended the mountain for the selection test eight years ago. Adam’s physique was powerful, but his talent unremarkable. Taught for a year by a decent inner elder, yet still in the qi gathering realm—he had even scoffed at the guardians’ short-sightedness. Was the demon controlling him?

It made no sense. Calling him out wouldn’t help, even if he fell for it. At best, one less threat among hundreds. But this energy... Mana! The others were oblivious because of the chaos or perhaps dismissed it as demonic energy, but he knew better.

He was still confused, though. Did Adam plan everything when he was eight? Did the guardians know? A long discussion with them would answer most questions.

"Not a demon, a mage..." He flew up, his golden body coiling and his eyes narrowing. "Something is terribly wrong."

He watched the phoenix crash into the barrier like an avatar of wildfires. Yet, a dark frown creased his brows. Flames even he dreaded engulfed the top half of the barrier in red while the sect leaders smashed the bottom side with all their might.

Burning gales blasted outward in a perfect circle, the impact deafening.

Yet, the sky-blue barrier reappeared instantly, unscathed. Worse, the elements and strikes trembled, distorted, then shattered like glass. The attackers cried out in agony, the phoenix the loudest.

He shuddered, the horror of the mage’s defence settling in his guts. "Vibrations! They dissolve anything that touches the barrier!"

Somehow, watching the flock of avian beasts crash down made him sigh in relief. At least he wasn’t among them.

Meanwhile, Adam smirked at the same sigh. "Sad you can’t listen. At least no one died, so cheer up." His voice grew solemn, like the rumbling echo of an emperor delivering judgment. "This is the last mercy you get from me. Your corpses will nourish the earth, and your blood will pool into rivers if you try to steal what’s mine again."

Misha rolled her golden eyes beside him. "Why do you have to make it so dramatic?"

"Why not? Or do you think a please and thank you for understanding will cut it?" He shrugged, then raised his fist—definitely not because he was excited to pilot this impregnable baby. "Anyway, the first version of the ruler of the sky is a success!"

"Yes, yes. You’re not fooling around at all." She planted a warm kiss on his lips, grinning. "They’re not worth our time. Let’s leave."

He winked at her. "We got everything we need to cultivate. Time to prepare for magic!"

He controlled the fortress inside the spatial tear, then zipped his hand horizontally. As if following the gesture, the tear closed into a thin line behind him before space mended in the blink of an eye.

The sect leaders, who clutched their arms in pain, watched it all in rage, regret and grief. So many resources wasted, such a humiliating defeat!

"Damn you all!" Yan Fei roared, her nails digging into her palms. "This was no demon. I felt mana! And he was ready before we came." She pointed at the other leaders. "Who betrayed us?"

The others didn’t want to believe her, but it made sense. Faces solemn, clutching their weapons, they exchanged wary glares, ready to go at each other’s throats to find out who wasted their resources.

Tianlong exhaled, the air coming out in a hiss violent enough to force their attention to him. "That mage won’t play us, you hear me? Whoever helped him will be found out and punished for millennia." He waved his blade and called for the dragon. "For we’re asking the central region’s Dao ancestor’s help!"

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