Poison God's Heritage-Chapter 550 Imperial Battle

"What is this?" one of the three Emperor Rank corpses spoke as he was looking toward the Heavenly Academy.

The second crowned cultivator took note of more things, "We're corpses? Interesting, who dared turn us this way?

The final one didn't speak but went to grab something on the back of his neck "Despicable! To dare enslave us using our very own Soul Shackling Stakes!"

"Wait, you're the Creedless? How come you are dead?" the first crowned person spoke.

The Creedless, turning to him had his eyes opened wide, "I greet his majesty the Imperial Firstborn!"

"Father?" spoke the second crowned cultivator.

"Who here dares enslave the Imperial Family! Did we decline so much to have people dare and do such to our bodies! Preventing us from even reaching nirvana and going through the Cycle of Death and Rebirth! SPEAK!" the First Born shouted, his voice alone caused the entire heavenly academy to shudder and shake.

"It was I, grandfather…" the words came from high above, and beyond the belt of meteors.

Looking up, the First Born frowned, "I know not who you may be, identify yourself!"

"How about you ask your son over there, he should know, but wait, he had so many of an offspring that he probably would not recognize who I am!" the fire lord spoke in mockery.

The man presumed to be the Fire Lord's father squinted his eyes, then snorted, "I have no sons such as you!" he said.

"Funny you say that, since blood cannot lie, is that not true, Creedless!"

The two kings looked at the Creedless trying to understand what was going on but even he had no clue.

"You probably don't recognize me too, but fear not, let me refresh your memory!" the Fire Lord said and soon something came flying down toward the creedless which he easily grabbed.

"I kept it as a token, probably you remember me now," The Fire Lord said.

In the hand of the Creedless was a crooked rusty old dagger, anyone would think of it as nothing more than trash, but the imperial symbol on the bottom of the dagger was all the Creedless needed to understand.

"You're one of the discarded…"

"Yes! The Discarded Bastards of the Imperial Family, the ones you went hunting down, to the very last, that dagger, if it was not for my defective birth, and not for my heart being on the other side, I would have died that day, where you ripped my mother's throat and stabbed me in the heart with that dagger! All hail the imperial family, killing their own! And Enslaving the others! HOW MUST IT FEEL! To be on the receiving end, Creedless?!"

"You must not fear the wrath of heavens to dare do such! Bringing back the dead!"

"I learned from the best!" The Fire Lord said, "If you had feared the heavens, you wouldn't have slain an entire generation of newborns just to guarantee the purety of your bloodline! But guess what, ONLY I REMAIN! All of your family, including distant relatives! Your sisters, mothers, brothers and sons are all DEAD! Your imperial Family had been eradicated and destroyed all by yours truly! How does it feel? FATHER! HOW DOES IT FEEL GRANDFATHER! How does it feel! Hound of the Imperials! To see the very discarded worthless bastard eradicate all that you worked your entire lives to make, and then come up with better?!"

"Kill him…" the Grandfather spoke, and the Creedless shot forward.

"Get, the fuck, down!" The Fire Lord spoke, and instantly the spike on the Creedless's nap flared and a pain akin to the shredding of one's own soul rushed through him paralyzing him in his tracks.

"How… is that possible!" the Creedless groaned.

"Just because the Imperial Family made the Soul Sealing Shackles doesn't mean I can't improve upon them and use them far better than you did. You have no will, no power, and definitely no objective but what I ordain! So, kings and monarchs you have been, slaves and tools you shall become! Heed my order! Eradicate the Heavenly Academy!"

"You think I'll listen to you, I'd rather perish!" the Grandfather spoke.

"But you have no power to even perish! ORDER! ERRADICATE THE HEAVENLY ACADEMY!"

The Fire Lord's words echoed and as if a trigger snapped in the minds of the three cultivators, they all lost focus in their eyes and turned like if they were puppets and began gathering their Qi.

***

"We're fucked…" Master Rain spoke as he was looking at what was happening in front of him.

"You picked up bad habits from that disciple of yours, but indeed, it looks like we're fucked…" the Grand Elder said.

"You two aren't going to give up on me here, are you?" the Queen said as she moved next to Master Rain and the Grand Elder.

"Nope, let's just get this over with then," Master Rain slapped both hands together, and on the edges of the floating island, two empty inconspicuous portions of land shook and opened up, revealing the mouth of a cylinder on each side.

"What's that?" asked the Queen,? "It's what I sent my retainer to plant, I didn't expect we'll be using it this early!" he then pushed both hands forward, "FIRE!"

Suddenly the entire heavenly academy shook as two massive rays of light blew out from the cylinders, shooting toward the cultivators that were gathering their Qi.

Noticing the upcoming assault, the Creedless stopped his gathering and pressed with a palm forward, sending down a gigantic palm print of energy blocking the rays, if only for a second that is, as the rays destroyed the palm print and continued on their way to attack the cultivators.

Seeing how his palm print was easily suppressed, the Creedless decided against fighting the rays head on, and rotated his arm, causing his sleeve to create an energy vortex that consumed the rays and dispersed them all over behind the entire group.

The dispersed ray lost power and speed, but it still moved forward going beyond the rims of the heavenly academy's barrier, and destroyed hundreds of meteors and the spray clashed into some of the Fire Lord's armada destroying hundreds of ships.

"Well, that was not as useful as I expected…"

"That's good enough, Rain, my turn now," The Grand Elder said and closed his eyes, "Eternal Night."

Suddenly, as if there was no sun or light in the world, the entirety of the Heavenly Academy was painted black and nothing was visible anymore.

"What is this?" The Creedless muttered. Confused about what was happening or the use of such a Domain.

Suddenly the Creedless felt the hair on his back standing up, and immediately summoned all of his power to create a protective coating around him.

A second salvo of the cannons shot right into him destroying the barrier and threatening to end him there and then.

"You did well, Creedless," spoke the Fire Lord's father as he moved his hand forward, causing the very fabric of space along the darkness that was encompassing the Heavenly Academy to warp and disintegrate.

Blood seeped out of the nose of the Grand Elder, as he coughed, having his domain being forcibly broken.

"Did you make it?" asked Master Rain.

"Yes, although it took a toll on me, it's done…" the Grand Elder spoke, not caring for the damage his soul took nor was he worried about the power that the two Emperor Ranks just displayed.

Looking around, the Creedless frowned, "Where did they go?" he asked.

"Who?" asked the Grandfather.

"The people, there were millions of people here on this island, now there are barely a hundred…"

"So, the darkness he encompassed us in wasn't to blind us from the fight but to protect the people, admirable, But… it matters not, kill the foolish, Finger of the Mad God!" spoke the Emperor and pressed his index finger forward.

Suddenly, as if the skies were ripping apart, a finger quite similar to the Grandfather King came down, it was made entirely of flames and Qi but still, it held a weight so great that it destabilized the very gravitational forces of the Heavenly Academy.

"This will be a pain to stop…" Master Rain said as he was looking at the incoming finger.

"You better act fast then, the second Emperor is acting..." the Queen said as she was redying up to join the fray.