The Tale of the Void Emperor

Inside the earth bunker, Athan simply laid down and was healing himself with fast speed.

He didn't have fifteen blood recovery pills, but he had created additional pills with the milky white aura.

With a total of twenty pills working together with his body's healing factor, he was healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eyes.

Muscles, bones, tissues were patching up and recovering each second. Athan had run out of abyssal darkness, but he can recover almost thirty percent of his abyssal darkness in thirty minutes and will do something with that amount.

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Time passed as everyone waited in anticipation...

Yomable was instead starting to lose his shit while waiting.

' What should I do? Fight him or surrender? If I fight him, He...will really kill me. '

He couldn't come to a decision. After hearing and seeing the actions of Athan, He started to regret challenging Athan.

Soon thirty minutes were up, and Yomable decided as he looked at the earth bunker, ' If he hadn't recovered that much....'

*Crack.....Booom*

Just before five seconds until the thirty-minute countdown, the Earth bunker was destroyed, and Athan appeared, with not a single injury on him.

His clothes had also changed. Previously, They were tattered, and only pieces were sticking to him.

His current outfit was a t-shirt with a soft material and had deep blue color with a single light gold pattern on it that was like a vertical belt coming from his shoulder to waist with a round orb in the middle of the belt.

The round orb design on the t-shirt was placed at his heart. His pants were also made with the same material, but they were bonded near his legs ( ankle and upper part of it ) with another material in a criss-cross design pattern.

His feet were bare, and as he walked a few steps forward while stretching his arms, He glanced at Yomable before speaking one word with utmost nonchalant.

" Come. "

Yomable looked at Athan's eyes as he heard this and felt an intense chill penetrating deep into his body.

Death.

He couldn't help but think that he was looking at his death.

" I...Surrender. I give up. "

Hearing that, Uproar ensued everything.

The spectators booed loudly while other competitors were speechless, but they also internally nodded and felt that they would also make the same decision.

Athan froze for a moment because he didn't expect this result. He was going to risk getting more injury to defeat Yomable since he can only focus on the offensive with his remaining abyssal darkness and can't protect himself.

He had also decided to focus on improving his defense after this is over. Initially, His order-based and body strength were weakest in the top twenty, and the only thing he had superiority to was offense and inhuman endurance.

The middle-aged man snapped out of his daze and announced Athan as the winner as Athan went and stood on the rank one pillar.

The middle-aged man then asked 2nd ranker if he wanted to challenge the champion or not, but his response was obvious. He, of course, rejected the challenge.

Suddenly, The middle-aged man paused and looked at Athan because Athan transmitted his voice into his ears using soul sense.

Basically, Athan carried his voice in his soul essence to speak something directly in the ears of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged nodded at Athan before speaking in a loud voice that reverberated everywhere.

" The competition is almost over. But there is a situation, so the competition will be paused for a few minutes. "

After saying this, He did something, and Athan was absorbed into the pillar before appearing in the underground.

The middle-aged man also disappeared from the competitor ground, leaving the spectators and competitors confused.

" But really...Athan becoming a champion was something I never expected. "

Drizzly spoke in a voice that contained disbelief.

Roselin blankly nodded because what she saw recently was something she hadn't seen before.

" It looks like his physique must be a very high leveled one to able to defeat powerful Sen who had never tasted defeat after getting the inheritance....unbelievable. "

Drizzly nodded with a smile that had a hint of pride. After all, Athan is a member of their little family, and she was happy for him.

" If only he reaches the peak of Tier-1 order base, then he will be invisible in the same tier and wouldn't suffer such severe injuries. "

Hearing this, Roselin was also slightly speechless and nodded, " I didn't entirely believe at first, but now that I saw with my own eyes, I have no doubt anymore. He is really a mad one. Even if he was used to pain, This is entirely different. We chaotic beings are attuned to chaos and a higher level of existence than people of lower worlds. Naturally, our structure is also superior but still not feeling pain after getting hit by these chaotic powers is unbelievable. "

Drizzly shrugged hearing that as she was also clueless as to how Athan became like that.

" Those things aside, Athan killed that pupil of Demon Xubaji..."

Hearing this, Roselin also remembered that and put the palm on her forehead as she felt a headache regarding this.

" That's one hell of a trouble. After this competition is over, You and Athan should stay here instead of returning with us. We must not let them know that we know each other or my family will be in trouble. "

Drizzly adopted a serious expression as she nodded, " Of course I am aware of that. In any case, I will inform Athan through the contact card and won't meet him too. After telling him about some things, I will directly return to report Yone about the situation here. "

Roselin nodded as exercising this much caution was needed, " But I still hope that Demon Xubaji won't go to great lengths for his dead pupil because he already has more powerful pupils. One dead pupil of tier-1 order base shouldn't be worth getting worked up over for someone powerful like him. "

Hearing that, Drizzly smiled wryly, " Well...Let's hope that's the case. "

Just then, The two of them saw Athan and the middle-aged man appearing once again, along with an additional person.