421: Who is Your Backing?

Who is Your Backing?

Under the trembling sky, the four banners fluttered their glory. The headdress that he wore only brought out his godly presence. There was nothing in this world that could bat his eye as he didn't even take a glance at the crumbling island below him despite the huge tremor that could deafen one's ears.  2

"You IMBECILE!" shouted the astral figure before he quickly approached Lyon with his glaring eyes. Yet even when he hastened his move and louder his voice, he still couldn't faze him.

The astral figure drawing out his mana before a sword was formed in his hand. He wasted no time before he hacked toward the young man with the full intent of killing reflected in those weary eyes. As the blade coming from above, right toward his forehead, Lyon closed his eyes before one of his golden tails slapped the astral figure in the face and sent him flying without any much-needed effort. 

Lyon let out a playful smirk as he looked at the old man rolled around before commenting, "Do you think that an astral figure could kill me? What kind of dream are you having?"

"You!"

"They all said the same thing every time," Lyon shook his head before he continued, "It's better to stop it here old man, your actual body might do something, but if this is all you have to offer then I'm afraid you will not live long enough."

"Are you threatening me, again?!" thought the old man in his astral form.

"Threatening you? Do I look like I'm someone who threatened a frail old man?" smirked Lyon.

"You have sharp words, young man!"

"And yours is dull."

The astral figure could only glare at him as he knew this form of his was not sufficient enough to even touch his hair, let alone doing harm and he already lost verbally.

"You dare to kill my own kin right in front of me, though I don't care for him as much, you dare to refuse my request? Scrapped my revered face to the ground?! You dare to challenge Treas?!"

"Treas?"

"Hmph! You uneducated fool! Don't you know that I'm the owner of the Treas's treasury!"

"Hoo?" smirked Lyon as he put on salt on the wound. Despite declaring himself the young man didn't even flinch a bit. He was still calm and unfazed with his iconic smirk as he looked at the old man getting frustrated over his act.

"What is your name young man? You have a lot of guts to offend the head of Treas," said the astral figure.

"I don't casually share my name with an old man that tried to stop me," smirked Lyon.

"Is your backing really that great that you can offend me? Who is your grandfather kid? I bet even he had to bow and kowtow to me!" shouted the astral figure before Lyon's eyes turned sharp in a flash to his surprise.

However, he held his contempt with his smirk before he opened his arms, "Funny you should ask because they are right here."

"Huh?" the astral figure raised his eyebrows before he felt a thump in the heartbeat of his actual body as the clouds immediately scattered.

A vibrant jade scale reflected the moon's glimmer as it rode the sky. Claws that were sharper than a talon of an eagle and a pair of deer horns were visible as it moved like a snake, but the sky was its home. Mouth like that of a crocodile and sharp teeth that could tear the very stars. One pair of whiskers that captivated the world was present. It had not a single wing in its body but it hovered and flew freely in the sky. The giant dragon was vividly formed as its head stared down the astral figure whose height couldn't even contest against its fang.

"D-D-Dragon! That shimmer, that glow, that jade, that size... without a doubt one of the peak grades of the dragon race. True Dragon!" muttered the patriarch Loh Sect before his eyes went crazed as his mouth twitched in disbelief. Kaiju was called Heaven's Son and his killer actually had a tremendous title just from birth alone.

"Kowtow to you?" Shen grinned as his loud voice trembled the very sustain of the world. 

Shen let out a breath before the astral figure's hair fluttered against it as his eyes couldn't help squinting before it got disheveled as his fear was reflected behind those eyes.

"He is my grandfather, but there is one more."

"Huh?"

The astral figure darted his glance from the giant true dragon to Lyon's smirk.

"Heh, I guess with that kind of build-up, I can't let down my grandson."

The voice trembled his soul before his heart thumped and skipped once more. A mini monkey appeared on top of Lyon's head with crossed arms and a little gourd on his waist. The smirk of the two was one of the same before the mini monkey jumped forward.

His golden pupils enlarged as his whole body did the same at a rapid rate. The four black tails that were lighter than air flared out before his size could contest even that of the true dragon. His fangs barred as he slightly adjusted one of his shoulders before cracking his neck. The astral figure opened his eyes wide before seeing the mini monkey turned into a giant ape under one breath. 

Sun casually reached out the gourd that was also enlarged along with his transformation before gulping it down with gulps that could tremble even the unshaken heaven.

"Puah! Hehehe," Sun wiped his mouth with his furry arm before putting the gourd back to his waist.

He squatted down with his hands resting on top of his knees as he looked at the astral figure along with Shen and his fluttering whisker. The two huge beings that conquered both heavens and hells were now present as Lyon crossed his arm proudly in between with his golden eyes looking down at the astral figure.

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