King Of Hell's Reincarnation

Sovereign Of The Void (Ai Ming)

The Frostmoon family prohibited battles between cultivators but if there was an irrefutable duel with both parties agreeing to the duel, they could host a challenge at the family arena.

A life or death duel was only accepted for the outer members, the main bloodline members were not allowed to engage in life or death duels.

The regulators wouldn't permit a life or death duel between two main family members but when it came to a duel between the golden child Gerald who had a royal bloodline, impressive physique, an extremely high talent and Draxus the cripple who lost his mother, lived with another useless cripple and lived his whole life just like a timid little chicken, the family head would probably not notice or even ignore it if he died, they obviously knew who to side with.

On the Frostmoon family's arena ground, Gerald and Yan Ming stood facing each other, a crowd had gathered on the seats to view the spectacle about to unfold. In reality they were just there to watch the fifth son get killed by the second son, a feud between the main family would be intriguing to watch after all.

"Are you two ready?" The moderator asked, a passive look on his face.

"Yes." Both replied.

"Regardless of the circumstances, the two of you wish to engage in a life or death battle meaning one of you might lose your life here today, do you agree?" He asked again, even though it was mainly directed towards Yan Ming as an act of formality.

He couldn't bother to waste his time on a useless cripple of the family, even the family head didn't care why would he?

"I agree." Gerald replied without hesitation.

'Since I've come this far it's natural to end it myself, there's no way I'd back down now.'

"Do you agree?" The moderator repeated, this time directed towards Yan Ming who remained silent, annoyance and a bit of repulsion visible in his voice.

"I agree." Damion said calmly.

"You can proceed."

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Main villa

Heber sat on his chair perched at the very end of the massive room, his hands rested on his chin, eyes fixated on the duel about to break out, next to him were a few other members from the main family watching the duel with interest apparent in their eyes.

Bennett also sat nearby, his face indifferent to the event about to unfold, he had initially run over to bring Yan Ming back to the royal palace and make a few tests on this rare hidden gem he found, only to find him in the middle of an unfair life or death duel obviously filled with injustice.

He had checked his cultivation level earlier, for someone who had barely stepped into the spiritual awakening realm there was no way he would beat a genius with royal bloodline like Gerald, if Gerald lost that would be the disgrace of the Sitrus nation, it would mean their royal bloodline in its awakened form wasn't up to par.

"What do you think about this duel Bennett?" Heber asked, an intrigued look on his face.

The sudden awakening of his useless fifth son came as a pleasant surprise to him, he knew Draxus was born with the heavenly flame core body, a physique that only appeared once in ten thousand years, but his body couldn't handle it hence his meridians suffered its repercussions, broken beyond repair then burnt into ashes.

What was supposed to be a gift that would usher the Frostmoon family into a glorious era became its shame, what was supposed to be a blessing to Draxus became an hindrance instead.

The Frostmoon family itself was built based on the heavenly flame core body, the first ancestor was born with it and carved his way into the history books of his era, creating the current Frostmoon family.

'I never expected him to actually awaken it, that explains the sudden burst of Qi in the forest, it must've been caused by his awakening, the Qi he accumulated all those years gathered, stored into his body, breaking out at once was enough for him to reach the spiritual awakening realm in a single step.' Heber thought with a nod, he felt he had everything figured out without much effort.

"Your son is impressive." Bennett replied to Heber's question, a light smile tugging on his lips.

"Draxus?" Heber asked, trying to divert his attention.

"You know what I'm talking about Heber, fostering ties with the nation's mortal rival? You married a crown princess from Sitrus and gave birth to a few impressive children, that was smart I have to agree." Bennett said, his eyes flickering with a slight hint of derision.

"We've gone through that over and over, a lot of times over the years Bennett, our marriage has nothing to do with Sitrus." Heber said with an unyielding tone.

"I don't care about that, but if he's on the verge of death I'll go in to save him, I can't afford to let my newest student die so easily." Bennett replied then directed his gaze away from Heber.

'Arrogant bastard!'

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"You'd better give me a good time!" Gerald said, a calm look on his face, a light pressure gradually emitting from his body into the arena, it felt subtle yet intentional, those outside the arena couldn't feel it but Yan Ming suddenly felt a huge pressure descend on him, his bones nearly creaking due to the force.

"Second layer Soul Manifestation Realm." A few figures muttered in the stands, a look of shock on their faces.

"It's been barely two months since he broke through into the Soul Manifestation Realm yet he has already advanced another level, why does it feel like he's cultivating with the speed of the body tempering realm?"

Yan Ming stood still on the same spot, his eyes still, composure calm without an ounce of fear.

"I'm not interested in wasting time by dallying around with you so I'll go all out right from here, be glad you made me go this far." Gerald said with a calm voice, his black hair and eyes changing colors gradually into light silver, his presence became heavier but unnoticeable, the space around him seemed to stiffen the moment Gerald transformed.

"This... Gerald used the Sitrus royal family bloodline right from the start, this is just insane! How is that kid supposed to survive?"

"I hope he has some remains left for his family to cremate him." One of the spectators said with a look of disdain directed towards Yan Ming.

"What's it? Are you shocked? Of course a bumpkin like you couldn't possibly comprehend it, so shocked you can't even utter a word again." Gerald said, a smug look on his face watching his opponent who stood frozen in place, a shocked look on his face.

"Void steps!" Gerald said in a low voice, the space around him rippled like the surface of a still lake, he took a slight step then vanished, reappearing right behind Yan Ming who took a step to the right slightly to dodge it.

Gerald had a shocked look on his face when Yan Ming "barely" managed to dodge his lethal strike, quickly swinging once again only to hit the empty air.

"What..." He muttered in shock, watching Yan Ming who had reappeared a few meters away, his eyes colored blazing red, veins extending outwards like lava flowing down from an erupting volcano, a light storm of flames swirling round him.

"I definitely didn't miss it, it's not a mistake, you are a descendant of Ai Ming.”