The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

Sophia completely ignored the people causing panic due to this entity called the system invading their lives out of nowhere.

It greatly disrupted their routine, and they wanted answers but didn\'t know where to get them.

Sam wasn\'t about to waste his time explaining it to them like he did with the cultivation world. Actually, there was no need for him to explain.

Like the cultivation world, he also had some acquaintances from his previous life.

Considering if they broke through their bottlenecks and achieved long lifespan, even if they didn\'t, their descendants should be here.

He would simply let them deal with the complicated stuff.

Mira looked at the people one by one, not at the people but the swords and spears they had.

It wasn\'t surprising that a world filled with martial artists would have weapons like swords and spears, but it was unusual that they only had swords and spears.

"Yes, as you can see, the only weapons people of this world use are swords and spears, and if the situation requires it, they would go back to using hard brawling free hands methods," Sam remarked.

"Big brother, where are we going?" Jane looked around with curiosity.

At this point, she had already gotten used to going to new places with Sam and the ladies who tried to get comfortable with her brother.

"Well, do you see that big mansion at the end of the road?" Sam pointed at the mansion at the end of the road they were walking.

It was protected by thick walls, with a dozen guards guarding and checking the people going in and out. It seemed like a place belonged to a clan or something.

Soon, they reached the gate but stopped when they saw the guards standing stern as if they wouldn\'t allow them to pass through the gate.

"They look hostile," Mira slowly said. "Maybe we can communicate with them?"

"Oh, big sister of mine, you are so good that I don\'t deserve you," Sam said, patting her long crimson hair.

"This is the world of martial artists. There is nothing to talk about but to raise your weapon."

Sam\'s eyes turned bright red, while his dark black hair emitted a menacing aura.

"What is happening?"

"What is this bloodthirsty pressure?"

"Who is that person? I have never seen him around here."

People who felt the pressure instantly got scared to death. They wondered who this person was and where did he come from.

"What are you doing? Do you have a death wish?" The guards at the gate felt the aura of death approaching them, seeing the man surrounded by the reddish-black aura with menacing blood-red eyes looking at them like a predator looking at the prey.

"Do you know who you are messing with? This is the great Antares clan. No one can stay alive offending the great sword saints," the guards bellowed out, sweating profusely.

Though he tried to scare off the kid, he still couldn\'t help but feel fear feeling the pressure.

["The Spear of Torment" senses the hunger for blood and answers to its master\'s calling.]

A spear that looked like it was made out of the flesh of the damned and bathed in the blood of the corrupted appeared in his hand.

Seeing the bloodthirsty weapon, the guards immediately went into battle mode and equipped the swords hanging around their waists.

Sam seemed unfazed by this. Instead, he grinned evilly. "Don\'t worry. I won\'t kill you. You guys are just doing your job."

"This is just a simple calling." Sam held the Spear of Torment with both hands and skillfully raised it above his head as destructive energy condensed on the spear.

Sam gently made a swinging motion downwards, and a pillar of thick red light rose from the ground where he was standing, cleaving the sky into two and cracking the earth so deeply it seemed like a miniature canyon.

The guards felt as if they had seen something that came right out of their worst nightmare; they had never witnessed anything like this before.

"He is... how can it be?"

"A spear user... he must be on the level of a spear master, or maybe even a spear great master."

"Only the patriarch or the elders can handle him."

Some of the guards still had enough mental strength to talk even in this situation.

Sam was actually quite impressed. "I guess the mind of the martial artist shouldn\'t be underestimated; even in the face of absolute power, they didn\'t break."

"Good, it seems it was a good decision to give power to Andrew Antares; his descendants are good," Sam complimented inwardly.

There were still some guards who were sweating in fear but still tried to remain calm in the face of the maintained danger standing before them.

"Who the hell dares to cause ruckus in my territory?" A voice demanding authority and exuding immense power resounded, causing some of the people to cover their ears because even the voice contained sword intent, the voice of a Sword Saint.

Sam smiled and turned his gaze towards the old man in a black robe, looking at him with intense hostility.

"You are not Andrew Antares, are you?" Sam tilted his head in confusion upon seeing the unfamiliar face in front of him.

The man\'s eyes narrowed slightly in response to his words. Without a single thought, the man in the black robe attacked.

"Ho, didn\'t they teach you manners? You shouldn\'t bare your sword at someone in the middle of a conversation."

Instead of defending against the incoming sword attack, Sam smiled and slashed his spear, dragging it upwards.

An intense pillar of red spear energy erupted, painting the sky and launching itself at the man.

The man\'s eyes widened in fear; he thought as a sword great master, he would be overkill against a kid.

But who would have thought that this kid was capable of Sword Saint level power?

He still tried to somehow survive the attack. He used his holy sword and pushed his energy to the limit, slashing his sword.

When his sword attack connected with Sam\'s attack, a fierce, blinding force pushed everyone out, creating a huge crater.

When the dust settled, Sam noticed the man was still barely alive. "Holy power, huh? That\'s a perfect counter against the dark power of my spear of torment. No wonder you came out alive after taking my attack."

He looked at the sword in the unconscious man\'s hand, and as if hearing his thoughts, the system instantly responded with a prompt.

[Holy Sword Colada

Type: Holy Weapon

Attributes: Fire, Holy

Description: Holy Sword Colada, also known as the Inferno Sanctus from the set of 12 holy weapons created by the High Angels of the Heavenly Father and gifted to the Son of the Universe as a gratitude for saving his army of angels from the invaders. It grants the user the power of holy flames.]

"Colada, huh," Sam hummed to himself. "Now that I think about it, the Heavenly Father gave me 12 holy attribute weapons, and I gave four of them to Andrew Antares because I couldn\'t find use for them."

Right then, another figure appeared in the sky, flooded with sword light around his being, swords in his hands.

He looked at the destruction caused by Sam and then at his son lying on the ground, barely alive and unconscious.

"Is it you who did this? Who the hell are you? Do you know who you are messing with?" The man bellowed out with killing intent spreading, making the people hard to breathe.

"Andrew Antares, don\'t you recognize me, boy?"

The man\'s eyes bloodshot hearing the disrespectful way Sam was addressing him as a boy. Just who does this kid think he is?

The man was one of the strongest martial artists in the entire Kenkai. In his entire life, he has never been insulted in public and definitely not by a kid.

How could he allow this boy to live after this?

"Just die, you brat!" The man attacked with the sword in his hand.

Just as he was about to attack Sam, something happened. His sword suddenly lost all of its power and went out of control against his will, flying away from his hand.

"What? What is happening?"

When he realized what happened, he noticed that his holy sword went into the side of his enemy, not just his sword, but his son\'s holy sword Colada also went to his side, betraying their masters.

Ignoring the shocked Andrew Antares, Sam focused his attention on the sword he summoned from his hand.

[Holy Sword Curtana

Type: Holy Weapon

Attributes: Holy, Water

Description: Holy Sword Curtana, also known as the Sword of Mercy from the set of 12 holy weapons created by the High Angels of the Heavenly Father and gifted to the Son of the Universe as a gratitude for saving his army of angels from the invaders. It grants the user high healing and regenerative capabilities.]

"Who are you?" the man asked in shock and a little wariness, as if he was intimidated by the display of power by Sam and his ability to steal his contracted holy sword from him and his son.

"Did you forget who gave you these swords, Andrew?"

Sam turned his face towards Andrew Antares, as his appearance changed to his Son of the Universe form, his hair grew longer turning golden, and his eyes glowed with a golden hue.

Even his aura gained a godly appearance, but in truth, it was much greater than gods\'.

Seeing the incomprehensible person in front of him, Andrew felt like his heart stopped beating.

He felt his world crumbling, thinking how he unknowingly offended the person he should never ever mess with in billions of reincarnations.

He dropped to his knees, and his head landed on the soil, giving respect to the Son of the Universe, the most magnificent being in all of existence.

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