Chapter 896: If I know a law... it’s mine
Within the domain, Kyle stared at the old Celestials surrounding him. Unlike the people outside, he could hear and observe everything happening beyond the domain.
The domain was transparent from within, offering a clear view of everything outside.
He smirked at the old Celestials who had left the mountains and instantly closed in on him the instant his domain descended.
"So, who do you think will win the bet? Those betting on me, or... you guys?"
The woman who had attacked him earlier scoffed, a vein throbbing on her forehead.
"Isn’t it obvious? You’re just a 4th-stage Celestial, and you’re alone. Do you really think you can take us all on?"
She eyed the ice blanketing everything around them, a smirk tugging at her lips.
"This trick of yours might work on the weaklings outside, but it won’t fool us."
He blinked, genuinely surprised.
"I am a 4th stage Celestial? So... Azazeal was a 4th stage when we fought last time?"
He rubbed his chin, dodging the attacks thrown at him. His gaze shifted toward the old woman, who seemed to be studying his domain, as if trying to memorize his skill.
"Do you guys have something that can measure someone’s power? Like a stats image? My old one is no longer useful."
The woman gave a sweet, mocking smile.
"Even if we did have something like that, why would we tell you? You are going to cease to exist soon anyway."
He arched a cold brow.
"Right. I guess it’s time to get serious."
And with that, he vanished. In the next instant, the icicles suspended throughout the whole domain hurtled toward the old Celestials like a barrage of deadly spears—each one striking with chilling precision.
They all activated their natural laws.
In a way, this young man sealing off the space was a good thing—it meant they could go all out within the domain.
Now, he would die in his own domain. But they soon realized how wrong they were.
Kyle reappeared before the woman in a blink—silent, deadly, and impossibly fast.
She was manipulating the natural law of gravity, bending everything around her with crushing force, trying to anchor him down and completely crush his body.
But Kyle walked through it.
Not struggling. Not resisting. He walked—as if her gravity meant absolutely nothing.
The space around him fractured under the pressure, time collapsed, and even the air itself evaporated into wisps—yet he moved forward, unbothered and impossibly fast.
Before the woman could summon another law, his hand was already around her neck.
In the next breath, he hurled her across the domain like she weighed nothing at all. She smashed against the ice dome with a loud, thunderous crack, groaning in agony as the shifting frost crawled across her body.
All of it—every movement, every action—took place in less than a second. Instantly, complete silence fell over the mountains.
The remaining old Celestials froze, their faces contorted in disbelief. One of their strongest had just been tossed away—so effortlessly, and in full view of them all.
Then Kyle spoke, his voice calm.
"If I know a natural law... it belongs to me. No one has the right to use it against me."
A chill ran down their spines.
Then, they finally noticed—his eyes were pure white. He wasn’t just wielding a single law—he was actively controlling more than ten natural laws at once, something utterly impossible. Every element around him bent to his will: the air, the land, the space, even the natural energy flowing around them.
One of them tried to shatter his domain—only for Kyle’s eyes to crinkle with mirth.
He felt powerful. Overwhelmingly so.
Like he could do anything.
Control anything. And this... this was only the power of a Fourth Stage Celestial.
In the blink of an eye, he vanished—then reappeared before the old man attempting to destroy his domain, sending him flying with a single, effortless strike of his leg.
"You think you can scratch my domain, where everything is under my control?"
The woman he had thrown aside earlier wiped the blood from her lips, angry eyes blazing with disbelief as she shouted.
"Impossible! How can you wield so many laws? You are just a 4th stage Celestial! Most of us here are already at the 5th!"
She trembled as the white glow in his eyes faded, revealing a sharp, piercing, glowing green that locked onto her—predatory and feral, like a beast sizing up its prey.
"H-How...?"
Kyle smiled sweetly—just like she had done earlier—his gaze laced with mockery. Then, almost perfectly mimicked her own words.
"Why would I tell you? You are going to cease to exist soon anyway... though, oh—right, I can’t kill you because of Ares. So... how about leaving you half-dead instead?"
She instinctively backed away.
"You... you—"
Then, panic surged through her as she turned and loudly shouted at the others.
"What are you all doing?! He’s just one person—attack together! Overwhelm him!"
Instantly, dozens of powerful natural laws surged toward Kyle, as every old Celestial around him gathered and unleashed their full strength without a hint of restraint.
In stark contrast, Kyle calmly rolled up his sleeves, a smirk tugging at his lips, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he watched the storm of power hurtling toward him.
The force behind the combined assault shook not just his domain—but the entire territory of the Golden Guardians clan.
He cracked his neck.
"Good, I was starting to get bored."
With that, all hell broke loose.
Kyle blinked—just once—and in the next moment, the familiar icy flames erupted around him, engulfing everything in sight.
Their vibrant, multicolored tips spread throughout the entire domain, flooding it with a suffocating, overwhelming power.
Then, Kyle vanished—moving at a speed none around him could hope to match.
Screams followed.
Loud, agonized cries echoed throughout as his clenched fists struck them. The ground trembled with each blow, the air heavy with the scent of fresh blood and frozen flesh.
And he made sure everyone heard them.
As a result, the guards and clan members, betting and eating melon seeds outside the domain, winced at the sounds, wondering who was enduring such a brutal beating.
But one thing was clear—it wasn’t Kyle.
After all, his voice was pleasant, a stark contrast to the cries echoing from within.
Then, Kyle’s laughter echoed—cold and merciless—and those outside shuddered.
None of them ever wanted to experience whatever was unfolding inside the dome.
As the ice began to seep outside, freezing everything in its path, many fled the area.
Maybe they should’ve informed the Clan Leader after all? Unfortunately, it was too late, and there was no use in regret now.