Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

He really had to thank that Law.

Thinking to this point, he couldn't help but smile to himself. He didn't even react to his right hand man's words and directly forgave them. At the very least, he was sensible to not even try to form the thought into words.

Though, if he dared to say them, it didn't matter how much of a good mood he was in, this fellow would most definitely die.

City Lord Woo's smile became uproarious laughter. It was exactly at that moment that Law's voice rang like a clap of thunder that sent a shockwave through the City Lord Mansion.

"CITY LORD WOO, I'LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!"

When City Lord Woo heard this, he was stunned for a moment before a cold smile creeped onto his face.

"So he was hiding more than I thought, huh? Do you still think I shouldn't have gotten rid of such a bastard?" The City Lord looked toward his secretary, his good mood gone.

The scholarly man trembled and lowered his gaze to the ground, not daring to look up.

"Acelin! Go kill this fool and show others that I'm not to be trifled with."

The City Lord's voice transmission descended toward a knight dressed in golden armor.

"Yes! Milord!"

Without hesitation, the man acting guard turned into a beam of golden light that shot from the palace. But, it was exactly at that time that Law's vajra body appeared. And, Acelin, who had just boldly charged out from the mansion, not even bothering to call forward the troops beneath his command, was frozen on the spot.

Let alone fight back, he felt that his blood and his qi had grinded to a complete halt.

Law walked through the air.

The entire city had fallen into an eerie silence. The only sound that could be heard for hundreds of kilometers was the rattling of the chain attached to his ankle. Aside from this, no one dared to even breathe too hard.

Seeing Acelin, Law hardly reacted. Acelin was an Immortal Law expert, but beneath the presence of a humanoid vajra body looking down at him with such arrogance and disregard, he couldn't move a single inch.

Law raised his hand and his vajra body followed suit. It seemed that all of the qi in the world surged toward them with just that one motion, forming a bloody red array almost a tenth the size of the entire city.

"Today, I'll seek justice for my Mimi… [Judgement: Carnage]."

Acelin watched as the massive spear tip formed itself from out of the slowly spinning array. He smelled the scent of death, yet he could do nothing as it crept through the skies, eventually landing on his chest.

His lips curled into a bitter smile as red cracks began to spread through his body.

In the end, the spear had hardly touched him before his figure burst apart into a rain of blood and gore, leaving nothing but his head which was quickly attached to the chain on Law's ankle.

"TODAY, I'LL RAZE THE CITY LORD'S MANSION'S TO THE GROUND."

One arm carried the corpses of his loved ones, another arm commanded the skies to pass judgement, and his back carried along his ragged and tattered robes, ghastly killing intent pervading his gaze.

**

In a corner of Yin City, members of the Nightwell Clan looked up, horror painted on their faces.

That was an Immortal Law realm expert. That was a man they didn't dare to offend. That was a level of power they couldn't hope to fight against. Yet in a single strike, such an expert only had a head left.

What was going on?

They were paralyzed by fear. In the face of such power, there was little to nothing that they could do.

There had been instances of such things happening in the past, where a storyline went off the rails and caused trouble that was nearly impossible to deal with. Those were usually the entries that had the highest casualty numbers. But, they never thought that they would be so unlucky to experience something like this for themselves.

Berolt's expression changed several times. He himself had only just finally managed to enter the Immortal Law Realm, it was a secret he was incredibly proud of. Even his current old appearance was one he created using various tricks because the truth was that he had already regained the visage of a young man in his prime.

He already had many plans, one of which included uniting this star segment under the rule of his Nightwell Clan. In fact, he had already subjugated the Darkwell and Dimwell Clans. He had planned to launch an assault on the Vio Clan, but news of this immortal legacy world caused him to stall his attempt.

But, what he had never expected was that when he was feeling satisfied in his own strength and power, in the eyes of others… he was still nothing more than an ant.

Law walked through the air slowly.

By now, his white robes were completely drenched in blood. Whether it was due to the rain of gore the death of Acelin caused, or if it was due to the severed heads of his wife and father-in-law coating him, it was impossible to tell.

BANG!

The ground beneath the descended spear shattered and sunk down. It hadn't even touched the earth, but the mere pressure of its attack left a gaping hole almost a kilometer across.

At that moment, the dungeons of Yin City collapsed followed by the eerie laughter of what could only be described as demons.

"FREEDOM! FREEDOM AT LAST! YOU BASTARD OF A CITY LORD, I'M COMING FOR YOUR HEAD!"

Shadows tore their way out from the collapsing tower. A large swath of them, seemingly maddened by their own countless years of solitude, blindly charged toward the City Lord mansion. Their fury rolled over in waves and their momentum seemed to underline years of hardship and pent up frustration.