Chaos Devourer System - Chapter 631

Chapter 631: Enemies Fears…
“How’s it, Elder Mitsuri…” The voice, gentle yet as cold as ice, resounded through the small ice room where a total of three people could be seen.

The first was a lady, who had her head, neck, and chest wrapped in bandages and slept on the bed. The other was a kneeling older woman, dressed in white clothes with wrinkles revealing the scars of time on her face. Her hands were coated in a green aura, which she lightly pressed on the chest of the slumbering young lady.

The last person was none other than Grand Elder Celestine herself, who had her eyes moving from the lady on the bed to the old woman.

“She’ll be fine, Celestine. It will just take around two weeks for her to heal from her physical injury. But you know what I fear the most, don’t you…” The older woman said as the green aura surrounding her hands slowly faded away. She rose up on her legs and stared gravely at Grand Elder Celestine.

By her way of calling a grand elder of the sect by her original name, it just goes far to prove her own status was definitely beyond ordinary.

“What you’re most afraid of?” Celestine asked as the woman nodded her head.

“She might heal back to her former self in just two weeks from now. But her heart will never be the same.

Power comes with pride, Celestine, and that is even more so if it is in the heart of a woman. She had never even been defeated by one she could regard as a mate before. And now, she was gravely injured, and that too in front of the entire sect.

It is a damage to the belief in herself, and she would do anything to regain that confidence. That will make him her heart demon, halting her cultivation until she eventually reigns over it. If I understand the young man based on what I have seen and heard, the probability of that happening is close to nil.

She has been destroyed for life, Celestine. And you are to be blamed for that. Or your strange and rising ego…” The old woman said calmly as she walked past her. The sound of fists clenching into each other resounded.

“My rising ego? My rising ego, you say? Our sect’s name getting stained by a male. And then he came to the sect, having regressed to the Cosmic rank. You think I’m just allowed to let him join the inner sect still. What decision have I made wrong there…” Celestine asked as the woman paused in her feet, before sighing.

“If you had simply allowed him to receive the invitation, this meaninglessness would have been prevented.

And truth be told, Celestine, this is not the first time an invitation has been barred for someone, and every one of those occasions can always be linked back to you in one way or another.

“It’s just like that young chap said. Those bloods on the battle stage are that of true warriors, who wanted justice, yet were denied one by your ever-rising ego. They are all in a half-death state now, suffering for eternity due to you.

Their pain is the same pain that you have towards your disciple getting injured, perhaps even twice than that…”

“Tch, bastards…” Grand Elder Celestine forced out from within her tightly clenched teeth.

“It will be the last time I will ever remind you again, Celestine. Just because your life with your father was one that left much to be desired, doesn’t mean every man is like that. The remaining grand elders might have agreed with your decision, but they are also starting to grow angry with the injustice. You can tell that by what Swordwroth did, and how none of the grand elders complained.”

“Tch, as expected of men. All just a group of bastards!!!” She grumbled.

“Celestine…” The woman suddenly called out as Grand Elder Celestine turned towards her, raising her eyebrows due to the strange seriousness in the call.

And she watched as she slowly pointed into the air in front of her, where there was nothing but a white glass wall.

“I can see your end drawing near, Celestine. Your eventual shameful ruin…” She replied, her eyes glowing with a white milky light as Grand Elder Celestine’s face paled, and she jerked back in shock.

“That’s…that’s impossible!” Grand Elder Celestine claimed as the old woman slowly lowered her hands.

“You’re a special one, Celestine. Your fate can still be averted, and you yourself know how, don’t you? I hope there doesn’t come a day where you remember this scene with regret in your eyes. Until fate allows…” She said finally, before opening the door and walking out of the door, which closed behind her, leaving the room where both figures stood in silence.

“Tch, it just proves to me more that all men are the same.”

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“MAY YOU BURN IN THE DEEPEST OF HELLS, SWORDSWORTH!!!” The roar of rage boomed throughout the red-colored throne room where a red flaming-haired figure sat, his eyes bursting out with flame. Kneeling before him was a messenger who also stood beside a flaming red-haired figure that looked just like Grand Elder Flamingheart.

“He still can be dealt with, right, father? He’s not even an undying realm expert yet, and who knows what one-time technique he used to improve his strength just before the event. He’s just nothing but a regressed piece of trash, isn’t he, father…” Vega asked, as thick crimson veins wriggled over his face. Then, he faded away from where he stood like air.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!

A devastating ripple spread through the entire space as a leg violently stamped on Vega’s back, crushing him into the ground and creating a gigantic abyssal crater, where the body of Vega rested.

But that wasn’t the end when a massive surge of flames burst of Grand Elder’s Flaming Heart’s legs incinerating the body that was beneath his feet…