Chapter 626: Not My Fate, Bastard!
The emperor watched Adam clutch his chest in horror. Hesitation flashed through his purple eyes, but a determined glow rapidly overwhelmed it. How could he demand any more help from this rude but valiant brat? Even when despair had ravaged his resolve, Adam had never given up.
No! Andras’ puppet revival, the curse he now cast on Adam, and the threat looming over the realm—everything was his fault.
He leapt out of his seat, his jaw clenched. "I won’t let you share my fate, brat!" His feeble grip met Adam’s spasming shoulders as he tried to pick him up. "I’ll distract the puppet, so leave. Leave and become the strongest cultivator the realm has ever seen. Leave and prevent another tragedy from occurring."
He retrieved a dark book. Exquisite constellations, brilliant suns, and black holes surrounded by event horizons so lifelike that they seemed to devour the other painting’s lights, decorated the ancient wooden cover.
In the center, proud golden characters evoking a sense of eternity, grandeur, and culmination revealed the technique’s long-forgotten name: Celestial Void Dominion.
"Take it and become the realm’s hero!" The emperor gazed at Adam solemnly.
However, his face darkened as Adam’s spasms increased and his sky-blue eyes grew a hate-filled scarlet.
With a forceful crack of his shoulder, he pushed the emperor back to his seat. Simultaneously, he snatched the book and huffed. "Become a hero yourself, bastard!"
Rage distorting his features, he closed his eyes and entered his soul sea. He threw the book on the lush plain, next to Elena’s and Kwame’s grimoires, then rushed toward the green pool of liquid fire.