The Shadow in the Hearts of the Four Lords, Nightmare Equals Tian Ling (Second Update, 2k)

Drip!

Scarlet blood slid from his fingertips and fell into the great abyssal rift below. Thick smoke billowed from the magma, and as the blood melted into it, the boiling grew several degrees more violent.

The sky had been torn open by a massive gash. The lingering Black Light held the Energy Pollution in check, forming a forbidden zone that life could scarcely approach.

The aura of slaughter crashed down. Slaughter Wizard, one arm missing, stared pale-faced at the black axe blade resting against his neck. "I lost, Teacher. Your slaughter and sharpness surpass mine. I still failed to catch up to you."

A chilling aura passed from the blade. Though it carried little killing intent, his wizard body still could not withstand it; the vitality within him was being strangled away.

Slaughter Wizard was somewhat dazed. After gaining control of the Slaughter Spear, he had believed he would shine brilliantly in the Star Battle Competition. Even if he encountered his teacher, he thought he would have the ability to contend with him.

To be defeated by his teacher on the path he excelled at most proved just how fragile and pale his former thoughts had been.

He had still underestimated his expectations of his teacher.

As for a truly top-tier Wizard Seed, he remained very, very far from that level.

"You seem to have taken too much for granted, Divine Son. You have only just emerged into the world for a few hundred years. You need time to accumulate."

"Do not forget, I am your teacher. If a teacher were surpassed by his disciple so quickly, it would only make me seem as though I possessed no foundation at all. I would hardly be fit to be your teacher."

The black axe gradually dispersed, turning into Particle Energy within