The King of the Sword King
The Motozawa Forest (ii)

  The majestic-looking man's eyes seemed to be poking out like the eyes of a dragon, so deep it pierced into the heart when it looked at him. Those glittering eyes felt like they were carrying cold Eve making people shudder. His shoulders are so wide that shows muscles even though his body is slim. It was obvious that he was a cultivation practitioner of at least SAGE level. 

   But behind the face do not look fierce and majestic it can not be hidden there is an aura of sadness behind the eyes that encourage the cold air. Sima Yong noticed it all, because as an Immortal Soul Master, it was easy to read the contents of the heart through the glare of the eyes and gestures.

   He was the Patriarch of the Gold Mage Clan, one of the renowned Clans among the Four Wind Clans in the City of Peace.  He was called by the name of the Flying Claw Patriarch or the Flying Dragon Claw Patriarch. 

   Verily the face of this Patriarch of the Flying Claw was greatly shocked. Since the beginning of this morning, he had been watching the young man. Someone who looks very young, maybe a dozen years old. He had never even seen such a youngster, from any clan that existed in the City of Peace. 

   In his heart this Flying Claw was filled with question marks. Someone who had just come out of such an Ancient Ruins, how could it be? His voice boomed and deliberately added to the aura of oppression of a SAGE.

"Hey you.. Young man !

   Did you just come out of those ancient ruins?" his voice was loud.

"How can you get in and out of those ruins, while by rule only we four clans have keys. That must be done by combining the locked powers of the Four Wind Eyes Clans, every five years.

   Please give me one plausible explanation, or I'll take your life !" threaten her with a full voice. 

   Flying Claw looked at the young man's face. Her plain face really looked friendly, while answering her rude questions.

"It's true sir... I just came out of those ancient ruins"

   Instantly also the face of the Golden Mage Clan's Patriarch turned ugly. His hand was raised, ready to slap the youngster with the power of SAGE. Flying Claw remembered something, then he held back and asked..

"Are you one of the participants of the five-year Event of the Night Hunt of the City of Temaram, two years ago?" flying Claw asked by trying to hold back emotions. 

   Still with a plain face, and brilliant eyes like stars, the young man replied humbly..

"He was right, sir. Verily I was one of the attendees of our Peace City Night Women event, two years ago" 

   The look on the face of the Golden Mage Clan's Patriarch turned even worse. In a tone that began to emotion he again asked 

"Did you know? Who killed my only child?  Her name was Canine Teeth" the face of the Flying Claw was slightly hopeful.

It's too bad. The young man put on a surprised face. Then he asked back. 

"I don't know who that young man named Canine Teeth is as you ask.. 

   But nevertheless... As far back as I was in that last hall room, there was once a young man who approached me and tried to seize the gift that was supposed to be my part" the young man said honestly.

   The Golden Mage Patriarch looked even more enthusiastic, then half forcefully, he let out a SAGE aura, with the aim of suppressing and oppressing Sima Yong. 

" So quickly say ! Where is my son?" his hair was like the wind, white smoke came out from his body, the Flying Claw deliberately exerted seventy parts of power, with the intention of making the youngster flung, then fell down and worshiped himself in fear.  

   However, even though the patriarch had given off an oppressive aura of the power of a level 8 Sage, he felt quite astonished. Why did this young man before him not experience such a stressful situation at all? Though, it was the energy strength of a level 8 Sage of seventy parts. For an ordinary person, that pressure had been enough to make the opponent be thrown away several spears.

"There's something strange !" inner Flying Claw. But he tried to forget about it, the young man's ability to resist the oppression of his aura. He was more interested in the young man's answer, about the whereabouts of his son. 

"Let's answer !" urged the Flying Claw, forgetting to suppress with its aura after the futility of its previous aura of suppression. 

   The young man replied,

"Of course that young man who had schemingly intended to snatch the grand prize had died. He died at that time!" his face was plain and remained polite when saying the word dead.

"What do you mean by dead !" yelled Flying Claw furiously. All this time he missed his son, and hoped for a miracle that his son survived and might be training in the depths of the earth's bottom, the Ancient Ruins. But reality says something else..

   Casually and fearlessly the young man replied, 

"Of course he died in the battle against me, two years ago. His cultivation is rather bad. Even though his soul force was quite good" the young man said, indifferently. 

"Civilized. You should die !" 

   The poor creature has no rank, do you not know that the youngster is a young Rancher from our Gold Mage Clan !" his voice sounds creepy. It was as if the voice came from another world - ancient, shuddering feeling.

"You will experience the curse of the immortal witch Altan the Golden Witch..." Flying Claw begins the curse with a dark spell. This man is full of confidence. He didn't know who the young man was. A person who possessed soul power in the realm of Immortal Soul Masters. Flying Claw did not stop there, he continued the curse.

"Altan the Golden Witch herself is coming to slaughter you. burn and obliterate your soul to the extent that you will not be reincarnated again" 

   An invisible soul force directly inclined and pressed hard, trying to enter Sima Yong's mind.

Duars ! explosions happen. His mind was like a violent impact, hitting an incomparable sturdy rock mountain. 

   The Patriarch of the Gold Mage Clan was surprised not the reeds of the braids. He was just about to show off his skills, but it was a waste. He felt, just as you felt his magic energy touch the young man's head, there was suddenly one Absolute power, an unfathomable and unparalleled power, instantly blocking his soul attack. 

   Flying Claw he flung dozens of spears far back, rolling around on the ground of the Motozawa Forest. Follows...

Hoeks ! 

   That Flying Claw that Digjaya instantly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

   The Patriarch of the Gold Mage Clan was once again made to be surprised instead of the Braids Alang. The youngster who was before him, in reality had soul power at the rank of Immortal Soul Master. 

"You.. an I-immortal? 

   W-how could this be?" 

   He looked at the young man again. Then his gaze shifted to the ancient ruins. Ask curiously..

"Are you the heir and studying the Timeless Cycle of Knowledge and Truth?" ask Patriarch 

Flying Claw, half timid yet half curious. In any case, this youngster is an Immortal Soul Master. It was a figure that could not be considered one eye.

   However, even though he was struck by a deep fear, but the desire and desire to know the secret of the young man to reach the immortal rank, overflowed thickly covering his fear. She was secretly jealous. 

   Then he asked again. 

"Is it in there. I mean that in those ancient ruins, you have truly grasped the Timeless Cycle Knowledge Guidelines Technique and the Truth?.. 

   W-how? Would... I can also study that copy?" shamelessly, the renowned clan patriarch suddenly turned friendly.

   With a small laugh the young man said,

"It is very true that you are the master in there I met a Tengu Hermit named Sage Yamasaki Takejiro..

   It was from the Hermit Yamazaki Takejiro that I was given a copy of the Book and Technique of Knowledge About the Eternal Cycle and the Truth." the young man chuckled again. Plain look and make the Flying Claw increasingly have the intention of deceiving him. The young man continued..

"That's why I managed to master it all thanks to the ascetic's instructions. As you can see, sir?the strength of my soul is that of an Immortal Master" Sima Yong still smiled revealing his innocent face, as if discussing the guidelines of the copy of the book hunted by all the experts in this world, was just a matter of mediocrity.

   Instantly the lust of greed filled the mind of the Flying Claw. He asked in a friendly manner.. 

"Is that Hermit Yamazaki Takejiro still inside those ancient ruins?

   Good little brother. Can you tell me which way you entered into the ancient ruins?" tanya Flying Claw with increasingly shameless.. 

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