"This is the soul of the man I was trying to take over?" The King thought in regret. No wonder he was not able to finish it even if he pulled out all of his spiritual power to the cursed knife. 

Despite his effort to push the knife deeper in order for the cursed knife to completely shatter the soul inside, Elric's own soul seems to have found a way to wake up just in time and resist the killing surge of the curse.

It took him quite a good deal of resources just to find a clue for the perfect vessel. Who would have thought that it was the same vessel that would bring his sudden downfall?

He was a Shadow King!

A being that was feared by the majority from the Realm of Darkness and other creatures of another realm. He commands hundreds of thousands of Shadows that was scattered across the world, he dominated for thousands of years only to end up sh*tting himself before an overpowered brat!

As a being of the Dark Realm, he naturally craved light and life.

In contrast to the dark realm that was filled with nothing but barren land covered in utter darkness, empty; an atmosphere full of anguish and helplessness. They spend most of their time in savage battles from other dark beings, it was basically called the Dark h.e.l.l.

The life of an ordinary human has been greatly coveted in their realm, unfortunately, in order to move from the Dark Realm, one must have the strength to resist the power of s.p.a.cial turbulence and the watchful eyes of the beings from the opposing realm, the Realm of Light.

Only by forcing themselves in human bodies that they could escape their monitor, until they focused their effort in scanning a human would they know whos really inside the body. 

As for the King, he fought, he hides, he survived and lived. For thousands of years, he manages to acc.u.mulate enough strength to resist the spatial turbulence in the realm gates and even move fast enough to avoid the gazes from their rival realm.

For another hundred years, he moved from one body and another, taking over the next stronger container currently available.

Until he heard of a certain human who happens to obtain an Ancestral Dragon Essence, gaining the unimaginable power an Ancestral Dragon possesses. Too bad he was not able to move fast enough due to the numerous terrifying ent.i.ties appearing one after another.

Not to mention the G.o.d Reckoning Tribulation that ended the entire event was strong enough to finish him in one go.

So he based his time, releasing thousands of shadows across the world in search of a clue of the human who suddenly banished after the tribulation. Another purpose of his shadow being left behind is for him to have instant access to the physical realm in case the human reappeared again.

These, in exchange for almost seventy percent of his entire power which ended up for him being called the weakest King from the twelve Kings of the Dark Realm.

For ten years he waited, for ten years he took the full brunt of humiliation from the other kings which eventually led to him losing most of his trusted subordinates. Even the Emperor of the Dark Realm refused to call him a King. He was pushed over, he was laughed at but he just smiled.

Once he found that human, he would not hesitate to take it over right away, and by the time he could fully a.s.similate it and learn to control the Ancestral Dragon's essence, the first thing he would do is to take over the entire Dark Realm, then the Emperor, followed by the entire Realm of Light.

It was a grand ambition indeed, but he believed it was not impossible.

But as it turns out, fate seems to have played him. 

If only the human was still the same as before, he could have easily taken it over. He never expected the b.a.s.t.a.r.d to reappear with a bunch of unexpected abilities.

On top of the Ancestral Dragon's essence tightly sealed in his dantian, the Authority of fire and water he possesses and the unbelievable spiritual ability that he acc.u.mulated was a variable he never expected to pop out.

His mere presence alone could probably stand against an Emperor!

It was safe to say that he was a worm trying to devour an anaconda.

"Please, I beg you. Spare me! I will not do it again!" helpless and scared, all he could do is kowtow in front of Elric's ma.s.sive etherial figure hoping to gain another chance.

If sweat could come out in the spiritual realm, the King could have been swimming in his own by this time already from the anxiety he was feeling at the moment.

Then Elric's ma.s.sive figure suddenly compressed into a smaller size, just roughly the same size as the King's spirit.

In the spiritual realm, Elric looked the same as his old self. 

His old skinny and weak looking self. 

The King was shocked. Elric transformed to the young man he saw ten years ago. It was this same face that he wanted to take over so much. Unfortunately, despite the soul he wanted to crush so bad was just standing in front of him, he does not have the strength t back his wishes.

Elric may look like his weak old self, but the eyes glowing in his spiritual figure betrayed him with the immeasurable pressure it brings.

"Where's my grandma's soul?", Elric suddenly asked via spiritual communication. His mouth was not moving but his voice was as clear as the glowing eyes he shows.

The King suddenly frowned, "g-grandma?.. What do you me-"

ZOOOOOWWWHM!~

Elric's figure suddenly turned into a blur and the next moment the King realized, Elric was standing just in front of him, a chain made of blue scorhing fire materialized in his hands and the other end was tightly wrapped in the King's body.

"KHHH-!~"

Try as he may but the sheer power of the chain of fire was like an immovable rock pressing down on him. With each pa.s.sing seconds, he felt like his entire existence was about to shatter from the immense pressure the chain brought.

"I am not gonna ask again. Where's my grandma's soul?" Elric asked with a cold tone.

However the King remained looking like an innocent duck and for some reason, Elric could feel that he was genuinely not aware of his grandma's issue.

AAAAACHK!~

Helpless, Elric could only resort to a soul memory scan. His hand suddenly grabbed the head of the tightly sealed King and the faint dark purple light that was the color of the latter's soul started to flicker intensely.

In Elric's perspective, the scenes of the King's activity for the past years started to play like a reversed movie but in ten times playback speed.

"This..."

Elric's control suddenly stopped at a certain moment. It revealed a different window of the event ten years ago.

***

"Stupid! F*cking Dragons and Guardians and Light b*tch!!" Katimo cursed as he hid beneath the shadows underneath a big rock not far from the feet of the rampaging Black Ancestral Dragon.

He had been waiting for the perfect timing to take over Elric's body but for some unexpected events, the Guardians had created a barrier that stopped the other Shadows he scattered from entering, thus he was unable to regain his full strength.

Not to mention, the King Dragons and the watchful gazes from the agent of the Realm of Light which happens to be currently hiding inside the old grandma's body standing in front of Elric's ma.s.sive figure.

He had no other choice but to wait for a perfect chance to weaken the Dragon and possibly breath the living sh*t out of the hiding Light b*tch inside the old grandma's body.

But just when the ma.s.sive Dragon was about to devour the old woman in front of it, Katimo saw a different Shadow figure suddenly popping out of existence.

The time suddenly slowed down.

He saw how the mysterious Shadow was strong enough to contend against the impressive Light warrior hiding inside the old grandma's body.

As much as Katimo wanted to help the Shadow, he realized that he could not afford to lose his cover at the moment. It was possible that their fight was just a bit. Not to mention, his current mission was kept a secret from the other Kings of the Dark Realm or they might just also go after Elric's body and could complicate the whole situation.

The fight of the Light warrior and the mysterious Shadow was too strong that the Astral realm seemed to shake from the impact of their battle.

Then for a moment, Katimo realized something. The more he watched the mysterious Shadow's movement, the cleared a clue started to appear in his mind. 

Their fight was about to reach climax and Katimo finally identified the other Shadow's ident.i.ty, who happens to have failed in taking over the old grandma's body. 

"The Emperors Envoy!?" Katimo gaped in shock. 

Why is the Emperor's envoy here? And why are they fighting over a mere old woman's body and soul?

It was only a glimpse but Katimo saw it clearly, a small marble looking sphere was seen to be clutched tightly in the hands of the Emperor's Envoy.

It contained the real soul of the old grandma!

For some reason, the Envoy seems to be in a hurry, trying to leave the place as fast as possible.

"hahaha!"

Watching one of his most respected figures leaving the area like a scared baboon, he could not help but sneer in mockery.

Katimo was wondering why one of the most feared Shadow Envoy was running away as if a dog escaping a dog catcher until it felt the unbearable presence of the heaven cras.h.i.+ng down.

"Sh*t! No wonder why, It's the G.o.d Reckoning Tribulation!"