The Growth of a Titan-Chapter 485- Pent Up Rage

Everyone had questions but it didn’t look like the old man would answer any of them. However, this made the disciples feel that this was done deliberately because the answers to those questions were something the Miura Clan didn’t want to reveal openly.

As the chatter of the disciples below continued, the old man looked up at the Eclipse. The world had gone dark as the sun was completely blocked out by the moon.

Seeing that it was time, the old man flew higher into the air. After stopping a few hundred meters above the disciples, he pointed at the Lunar Eclipse with one hand while pointing the other at the void below. At the same time he did this, the black moon bloodline tattoo of the Miura Clan appeared on his forehead but soon went on to cover his face and then his entire body. The old man was now a shadowy pitch-black figure with barely visible features, even his gray hair had turned black leaving only his clothes unaffected.

The disciples below soon quieted down and watched this scene in shocked silence.

After the bloodline tattoo fully covered the old man’s body, the tip of his finger pointing at the Lunar Eclipse trembled slightly as a mysterious power traversed spacetime from the Lunar Eclipse and entered it. Using his body as a medium, this mysterious power then traveled to the old man’s other hand and shot out towards the void below.

The mysterious power entered the void just above Lunar City and just below the floating island. Then from that point, a black dot appeared in the void and quickly began to expand in size.

Everyone looked down in shock as a pitch-black abyss noiselessly formed below them. The eerie aura in the air multiplied severalfold.

The youths on the cloud platforms could no longer keep their cool and they began to cry out in alarm. They had never witnessed anything like this before.

Just as they were wondering if this was the entrance to the Shadow Dimension, the old man, who had returned to normal, floated down and said.

"With the entrance of the Shadow Dimension now opened, you all can enter once it has stabilized. But be warned, once you enter, you’ll all be teleported to random places inside the dimension. Once inside..."

"Not if I can help that."

As the old man was giving further explanation to the disciples about accessing a map of the dimension using their Shadowbands, Ushi snorted pridefully and then tapped his forehead. The black moon on his forehead then began to expand.

Ushi turned to Yoon-jae and the others, who had looked at him due to his words just now, and then said hurriedly.

"Quick we need to go, now!’

Taken aback by Ushi’s words, Yoon-jae, and the others looked at him dubiously.

However, Ushi grabbed Yoon-jae’s hand and quickly said again.

"No time to explain. If you don’t want us to separate when we enter the Dimension grab the person’s hand next to you!"

Ushi was whispering, but he did so a bit too loudly as a few Alchemy Disciples behind them had heard him. They all looked at him with confused expressions.

However, without a word, Yoon-jae grabbed Cian’s hand, and just when Cian was going to ask Ushi to elaborate further, Sol grabbed Woo-seong’s hand, who then grabbed his hand.

At this point, Ushi’s entire body was covered by his bloodline tattoo causing him to resemble the old man’s appearance moments ago.

"Okay, now jump!"

"Huh? Wait, what?"

Cian, who still wanted answers, had his eyes go wide from confusion, but Ushi, Yoon-jae, Sol, and Woo-seong suddenly jumped off the cloud platform. Being that Woo-seong and Yoon-jae were still holding his hand he was reluctantly dragged off the cloud platform with them.

The five youths’ daring actions were immediately noticed by the disciples since they were all looking at the abyss-like entrance waiting for the old man to tell them when to enter.

"Huh? What are they doing? Is it time to enter?"

All the disciples on the cloud platforms went into an uproar thinking it was time to enter. Especially after seeing that the Miura Clan’s guards hadn’t stopped those people but only gave them cursory glances. Some anxious disciples who didn’t want to enter last were just about to jump off their cloud platforms, but the old man in the air quickly stopped them.

"Wait, the Spatial Fluctuations are too strong. If you enter now, you’ll all be torn apart."

His words echoed out in the disciples’ ears, and the ones at the edge of the cloud platform about to jump off all shivered and immediately took several steps back. As for the ones in the middle who couldn’t see anything they were a bit confused.

"What is this? Is the Miura Clan showing their Young Master favoritism in the tournament?"

Altair’s voice echoed out as he coldly looked up at the old man in the sky.

Everyone who heard his voice realized that one of those five who jumped was Ushi, the Young Master of the Miura Clan! Immediately, discontent rose in the disciples’ hearts as they looked at the old man wondering if something was going on.

Was he intentionally stopping them so his Young Master could enter first? Is that why the guards didn’t stop them? Was there some kind of benefit to entering first? Is that why they were doing this?

Suddenly, the disciples got the idea to jump off the cloud platforms once again.

The old man seeing this released an internal sigh before looking at the falling youths and angrily scold them. freёwebnoѵel.com

"Damn brat, did I say you could enter?! How much trouble are you going to cause for our Clan?!"

His voice traversed the distance and echoed in Ushi and the others’ ears. They heard the voice clearly despite the intense winds that made it hard for them to hear because of their descent. The disciples on the cloud platforms also heard it and they looked down at the five youths’ figures that were getting closer and closer to the abyss-like entrance.

As they watched, they all saw Ushi turn and point at the Eclipse, his shadowy appearance already looking familiar to them. At the same time, he released a roar that echoed out for all of them to hear.

"Uncle Tenzin, if those idiots want to kill themselves then let them jump! Do you think what belongs to us is rightfully yours? SCREW OFF!!!... Screw off!!... screw off!... off..."

The words "screw off" were especially thunderous, as if they had come from a suppressed volcano that had finally found an outlet to erupt.

But those last words of Ushi confused a lot of disciples.

However, a few head figures of the factions on the cloud platforms looked at him with frowns. This was especially true for Altair who had just spoken out.

Of course, there wasn’t any difference between who entered first or last, but Ushi just wanted to use his actions now to make a statement directly to the powers that forced his Clan to freely open their Shadow Dimension, a place they considered their Ancestral Grounds, so they could steal their inheritance.

The conniving Jeagal Clan, the venomous Tang Clan, the arrogant Namgung Clan, the scornful Peng Clan, the tyrannical Shaolin Sect, the rat-like Kongton Sect, the hopeless Huashan Sect, the hypocritical Kunlun Sect, and especially the fanatical Seven Great Churches and the entitled Warlock Royal Families.

All these powers had shamelessly teamed up and pressured his Clan to share the rights to their Shadow Dimension, their Ancestral Grounds. As the Young Master and future leader of the Miura Clan, how could he not hold resentment against them? How could he not feel burning rage for what they did?

He had merely been suppressing it this entire time. But now, this was him releasing all of it!