Grand Return System

The Sword That Opened the Heavenly Gate

Leon understood.

The Dark Body was dangerous.

But dangerous did not mean invincible.

There was always a weakness.

And Leon had already begun searching for it.

Gareth saw the smile on his face.

His heart trembled.

A strange uneasiness spread through his chest.

His blood-red eyes narrowed.

Then anger replaced the uncertainty.

His expression became vicious.

"Kid, what are you laughing at?"

Leon looked at him.

His smile did not disappear.

Instead, it became slightly deeper.

"I’m laughing at you, lying to yourself..."

The words were quiet.

Yet they struck Gareth harder than any sword.

His face darkened instantly.

His blood energy exploded outward.

"Arrogant!"

Gareth was furious.

The surrounding darkness surged violently, as if responding to his anger.

But Leon remained calm.

He did not retreat.

He simply stood in the air and looked at Gareth with those calm purple eyes.

Then he continued.

"Do you think that I can’t do anything to you after mastering the strange aura and possessing the Dark Body? You thought that you would be invincible in the mortal world?"

Gareth’s expression changed.

For the first time since the battle began, confusion appeared in his eyes.

"What did Leon mean?"

He had sacrificed millions.

He had refined the strange aura.

He had created the Dark Body.

He had reached a level that he believed was enough to stand at the absolute peak of the mortal world.

So why was Leon still smiling?

What had he seen?

Gareth stared at him.

His breathing became heavier.

His fingers slowly curled into fists.

"What do you mean?"

Gareth was puzzled.

Soon, Leon answered his doubts.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and said, "Old man, my master could defeat you back then. Today... I can too... you commit many sins. Massacre living beings, start a riot, and use a million blood energies to refine the Dark Body. I can’t be bothered to count your various crimes. Repent when you go to hell."

His voice was not loud.

Yet the moment those words fell, the entire battlefield seemed to become strangely quiet.

Even the raging thunder overhead appeared distant for an instant.

Leon stood beneath the endless storm, his long, shoulder-length black hair whipping wildly around his face. His purple eyes were calm, almost frighteningly so. There was no anger in them, no hesitation, and no trace of fear.

Only certainty.

His midnight robes, embroidered with thin amethyst patterns, fluttered in the violent wind.

Across from him, Gareth’s expression darkened.

Those words struck deeper than any blade.

For someone who had spent countless years believing himself superior to everyone around him, being judged like a criminal by a younger cultivator was unbearable.

But Leon did not care.

The moment Gareth had chosen to sacrifice millions of lives for his own strength, the outcome had already been decided.

There was nothing left to negotiate.

Nothing left to forgive.

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light flashed across the horizon.

It was so sudden that countless people instinctively raised their heads.

Then Leon slowly rose into the sky.

One step.

Then another.

His body seemed to defy the laws of the battlefield.

The violent lightning that had filled the heavens descended upon him from every direction.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Ten thousand bolts of lightning intertwined above the battlefield. Each one carried terrifying destructive power, turning the sky into a vast sea of silver and purple thunder.

But Leon simply walked through it.

The lightning struck his body.

It shattered.

Another bolt descended.

It broke apart against him.

Again and again, the heavenly lightning crashed down, yet none of it could leave even the slightest wound.

In the midst of the ten thousand lightning, Gareth’s so-called heavenly lightning could not injure him at all.

Leon’s entire body was emitting a faint light.

His flawless black robe fabric emitted an immortal aura.

The radiance was gentle.

Yet beneath that gentleness was an overwhelming majesty that made the surrounding space tremble.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked.

"This is... an immortal robe?"

Mike was the first to see through it.

His pupils contracted sharply.

His face trembled with disbelief as he stared at Leon.

An immortal robe.

That was something that existed almost entirely within legends.

Even among the ancient inheritances, an immortal artifact was an extraordinary treasure. It possessed defensive power beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

Mike had never expected Leon to possess one.

More importantly, he had never expected Leon to reveal it at such a critical moment.

The lightning that could destroy mountains and shatter the void landed on the white robe.

Yet the robe merely shimmered.

That was all.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The thunder dispersed.

The robe remained untouched.

A heavy silence spread through the battlefield.

Only now did everyone finally understand.

Leon had never truly been fighting at full strength.

From the beginning until now, he had been testing Gareth.

Observing him.

Studying the strange aura.

Measuring the so-called Dark Body.

Even when Gareth believed he had forced Leon into a desperate situation, Leon had merely been concealing his true strength.

It was only at this moment that they understood that he had been playing and had never been serious.

Otherwise, how could Gareth’s attacks have injured him?

He couldn’t even break through the defense of the immortal clothes, let alone defeat Leon.

The realization sent chills through countless hearts.

Gareth had spent years preparing for this battle.

He had sacrificed millions of living beings.

He had endured endless suffering.

He had refined the Dark Body.

He had believed that he had finally reached a height where no one in the mortal world could challenge him.

And yet...

The person standing before him had never even considered him a true threat.

The moment the immortal energy shone, Gareth panicked.

His breathing became rough.

His pupils shrank.

The confidence that had filled his face only moments ago finally cracked.

This was completely beyond his expectations.

"No, that’s impossible..."

Gareth shook his head.

His voice trembled.