Subjugation

Having been cornered, the middle-aged man found himself surrounded at the very top of the mountain.

– Who would have thought that you would try to get rid of me when I generously tolerated your existence.

– Shut up, bastard! You robbed the palace of an immortal from a higher realm, and now all the lands under the sky have become an annoying parasite to them!

– Your mere existence disrupts the order and balance of the world!

– Cut off your head if you have any humanity and conscience in you! We will present it to the immortals to make amends!

– Demonic fiend!

Hearing the rutting from all sides, the smile on his lips disappeared, and his expression was filled with contempt.

– Enough empty talk! If you are going to attack, then attack! But don't expect to leave here alive.

All the members of the encirclement looked each other in the eye and nodded, shouting in unison:

– Birdcage: One Hundred and Eight Suppression Chains!

In an instant, clots of energy were sent towards the man from many experts, which began to fly to the man's body in the form of thin ribbons.

One would be enough to make an expert of their level exert a huge weight, and more than twenty would pin them to the ground, unable to do anything.

But after one hundred and eight ribbons attached to his body, his body did not change at all, and his face did not express any effort.

– It feels like a whole mountain has been placed on me. – He chuckled. – I must admit, now you really have a chance to deal with me.

– Forward! – this shout became the beginning of a battle that would go down in the chronicles.

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– Cough... cough... cough... – the man, completely pale, sitting on the ground in the lotus position, meditated.

During the battle, he lost his left leg to the knee and his right hand, not to mention his numerous wounds.

But he remained undefeated, sitting on the bodies of all 108 high practitioners who had come out against him.

Immediately after that, the mountain began to be surrounded by numerous experts, most of whom were young people.

And as if that wasn't enough, as if fate had decided to laugh at him, a wormhole formed in the sky with a terrifying sound of space being torn.

A gray-haired old man, full of strength, emerged from this wormhole, and his eyes, like the white sun, emitted vibrations of energy waves.

He walked through the air, as if he had subdued the flow of the wind itself, smoothly descending.

– Brat, now you will answer for your sins by killing the young talents of numerous clans! I will torment your soul for hundreds of centuries, forcing you to beg for death!

– Old fart, do you think I don't know why are you really here? You just need my technique, which allowed me to overcome fate itself and the shackles of a common man!

Although his voice no longer had that unwavering firmness due to uneven weak breathing and constant coughing up of blood due to internal organ damage, his eyes showed an irresistible will, reinforced by an indelible smile.

– I knew from the very beginning that I wouldn't be able to survive after that, do you think I'll obediently let you torture me? – His smile grew even bigger, and a glint of madness appeared in his eyes.

In an instant, the old man's eyes widened sharply, explosively emitting more white energy, directing his hand towards the man, quickly approaching him through the sky.

– Stop! – His voice was filled with anger and despair.

– Good night. – The man's mad face instantly relaxed, and his eyes closed, personifying complete peace of mind and soul.

*BOOM!!!*

In an instant, an explosion of incredible power burst out of the man's body in a huge splash, coupled with indomitable flashes of black, dark purple and scarlet flames, which began to spread rapidly.

In an instant, the entire mountain peak was blown away, continuing to spread clots of flame with a blast wave, covering hundreds and thousands of kilometers.

Whether they were on the ground, stone, or the surface of the water, they did not subside, dominating everything.

In the place of the crater, everything was incinerated except for two skeletons.

One of them was lying on the ground in a pose with an outstretched arm towards the other, as if he was still trying to crawl to him, but was never able to reach him.

Unlike the lying skeleton, which was snow-white, the other was completely black and was in the lotus position.

After a few minutes, he suddenly opened his jaw and began to tremble, as if after death he continued to mock him.

Suddenly he stopped, as if he had laughed enough and finished all his worldly affairs. His bones began to turn to dust, which dissolved into the air, leaving behind only traces of his legs on the dust…

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The White Bear clan heard the cry of a newborn baby…