God Of War Dad

This time!

Sean could have chosen to dodge. With his current speed, under full alert, if he was determined to flee, as long as the Padishah didn’t personally intercept him, these illusory sword and blade lights wouldn’t force him into a desperate situation!

However!

He didn’t!

Flee?

That wasn’t Sean’s character, nor was it his style!

The Northern battlefield!

Five years of fierce fighting!

Sean had always been fearless and unstoppable, and had never been a deserter!

Moreover!

Bright Realm cultivators were hard to come by, and Sean wanted to see just how big the gap was between himself and the Padishah. If he couldn’t even withstand the Padishah’s phantom sword and blade…

Then!

If the Padishah truly wanted to kill him, he feared he wouldn’t be able to leave the imperial city today!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, as the enormous blade shadow appeared out of nowhere, Sean clenched his right fist. The unparalleled bright energy poured into his right fist, and without hesitation, he threw a fierce punch at the incoming blade shadow!

Suddenly!

A massive illusory fist shadow detached from Sean’s fist, tearing through the air, filled with murderous intent!

The next moment!

The enormous blade shadow and fist shadow met in midair!

Bright energy intertwined!

Gale-force winds collided!

The entire hall was shrouded in an incredibly oppressive atmosphere!

Sean’s pupils constricted, his eyes fixed on the collision between the massive blade shadow and fist shadow. He saw that after the two collided, there was a brief standoff!

It lasted for about three seconds!

During these three seconds, the enormous blade shadow didn’t immediately break through the fist shadow’s defense, and the fist shadow likewise couldn’t shatter the blade shadow with a single punch!

However!

Three seconds later!

With a sudden crackling sound, the enormous fist shadow ultimately couldn’t withstand the sharpness of the blade shadow, shattering first. The fist shadow vanished in an instant, turning into bursts of gale-force winds!

The momentum of the massive blade shadow remained, cleaving through the fist shadow and slashing down at Sean again!

Damn!

Sean’s face changed drastically, and without time to think, he threw another punch!

A second fist shadow appeared!

At this moment!

The enormous blade shadow was already close, hovering above Sean’s head like the sword of Damocles, severely threatening his life!

Fortunately!

After the interception and consumption of the first fist shadow, the pressure and momentum of the massive blade shadow had diminished. At such a close distance, it was even more advantageous for Sean. As the fist shadow emerged, it collided with the blade shadow at the peak of its momentum!

Thus!

With a deafening explosion, the second fist shadow and the massive blade shadow disintegrated simultaneously, bursting open above Sean’s head!

Bang!

The shockwave caused by the shattered illusions sent Sean flying several meters back, slamming into the hall’s wall not far behind him!

He coughed out a mouthful of old blood, which he almost sprayed out on the spot. However, Sean clenched his teeth, forcing it back down, with only a few drops of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth!

Damn!

Was the gap really that big?

Sean’s injuries weren’t severe, but the psychological impact of that sword and blade was immense. As a Bright Realm cultivator, the Padishah hadn’t even shown his face, and yet a single phantom sword had forced Sean back thirty meters!

Just one phantom blade had broken through his two all-out punches!

It seemed!

Even after advancing to the Bright Realm, in front of the current Padishah, he still couldn’t escape the fate of being at his mercy!

“Your Majesty!”

Sean stood there for a moment, noticing that the Padishah didn’t launch another attack. He asked in a deep voice, “If Your Majesty wants to kill me, just say so. What’s all the trouble even for?”

To be honest!

Sean was getting angry!

Very upset!

With the strength of the Padishah, if he truly wanted to kill him, it was likely that even if he jumped away, the Padishah could kill him within three strikes! However, the Padishah kept fighting him from afar. He could kill but didn’t, and he summoned him but didn’t meet him, playing with him like a toy in his hand! This made him feel like he was being toyed with! Silence filled the great hall!

No one answered Sean’s question. A moment later, just when Sean could no longer bear it and wanted to break through the door and leave the hall, a deep voice finally echoed within the hall: “Not bad! Very good! You, very good!” The tone of the voice was bland, but the penetrating power was strong, as if amplified, reverberating throughout the entire hall, making it impossible to pinpoint the speaker’s location!

Sean’s heart tightened! Was this the Padishah? Sean had never been here before, let alone seen the Padishah or heard his voice. However, based on the momentum and penetrating power of the voice, it could almost be concluded that it belonged to a Bright Realm cultivator!

In the Imperial City, there was no other Bright Realm cultivator besides the reigning Padishah! “Twenty-six years old! You entered the Bright Realm and were able to block my sword and knife. With your talent, no one in the entire Kisia, including myself, can match you!” After a slight pause, the Padishah’s voice came again: “What do you think? How should I treat a young hero and unparalleled genius like you?”

The implication was clear! Should I kill you? The Padishah was quite straightforward and blunt, posing such a question to Sean, making his face even more serious! As expected, the Padishah was somewhat wary of Sean, who was considered an anomaly!

Faced with such a life-and-death question, Sean pondered for a moment and said loudly, “Your Majesty is the ruler, and I am the subject. If the ruler orders me to die, I cannot but die!” “However,” Sean continued, “a ruler should have the world in his heart! Be righteous and virtuous! To determine the life and death of a person based on personal feelings and a trace of suspicion is not the way of a wise ruler! I am innocent! Even if I die, my heart will not be content!”

Word by word, neither humble nor arrogant! Even facing the reigning Padishah and knowing that he was not a match for him, Sean did not choose to bow down and beg for mercy! He was not foolish! From the moment the Padishah lent him the Cauldron to help him ascend to the Bright Realm, the Padishah must have already made up his mind; otherwise, he would not have personally cultivated a Bright Realm cultivator like Sean, who posed a threat to his throne!

So, no matter what Sean said or did now, the outcome should have already been determined! “What a broad-minded person! What a non-wise ruler’s way!” The Padishah’s tone suddenly became heavier, even with a hint of anger, snorting, “Are you teaching me how to be a ruler? Or do you think you are more suitable to be the ruler of Kisia?”

In one sentence, the accusation of disobeying and disrespecting the ruler was enough to have Sean executed ten times over! Damn! How could this happen? Sean’s face turned livid. He had always been straightforward, speaking his mind, but it seemed the reigning Padishah could not accept such candid advice!

“Your Majesty, please do not misunderstand! I have no such intention!” Sean had no interest in the supreme position, otherwise, he would not have risked entering the Imperial City to meet the Padishah. With his talent, if he truly wanted to seize the throne, he could have escaped the capital after ascending to the Bright Realm, hidden somewhere to practice, and returned as a king to storm the Imperial City and kill the Padishah! Why would he need to walk into a trap?

All Sean wanted now was information about his father, Parker Mason, and his birth mother, Liane Field! To reunite his family as soon as possible! “Oh?”

The Padishah asked, “Could it be that now you’ve advanced into the Bright Realm, possess the demeanor of an emperor, have extraordinary talent, and possess the ability of an emperor, but have a heart as calm as water, without the ambition of an emperor?”

“No!” Sean shook his head without hesitation.

“Are you absolutely sure?”

“Yes!”

“Do you think I can be deceived? Can I believe your words?”

“Whether to believe or not, Your Majesty will make your own judgment!” Sean was at a loss for words. He realized that the Padishah seemed to be testing his loyalty by going in circles.

It made sense! He had just entered the Bright Realm, and even though he was not yet a match for the Padishah, given time, as long as he didn’t die, it was almost certain that he would surpass the Padishah. The Padishah must have felt like he was sitting on a powder keg, worried about the instability of his throne.

The Padishah was silent for a moment.

After a while, the Padishah spoke again, but this time, his tone shifted abruptly and he asked, “You say you don’t want to sit on this supreme throne, but what if I insist you take it?”Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

This sudden 180-degree turn left Sean unable to react for a moment. What on earth was going on? Sean widened his eyes, his face filled with utter confusion, and he wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

“I have nine sons!” The Padishah continued without paying attention to Sean’s shock and confusion. “The eldest, fifth, and ninth died young, leaving six sons. Among them, Ashby and Roscoe are somewhat ambitious. Unfortunately, their talents are average, their horizons too narrow, and their methods cruel and unscrupulous, making them unsuitable to inherit my supreme throne. So, after much thought, I’ve considered looking for other candidates, like… you!”

As the word “you” left the Padishah’s mouth, Sean’s eyes grew wider and wider, almost popping out of their sockets. His eyelids twitched, the corners of his mouth quivered, and his heart trembled violently.

What the hell was going on? Just moments ago, the Padishah had tried to stab and slash him, nearly killing him in the Hall of Throne. And now, in the blink of an eye, he wanted to pass the supreme throne to an outsider like Sean?

He couldn’t believe it! What was the Padishah really thinking? Only he and the heavens knew. Naturally, Sean would not easily believe such a stroke of fortune falling from the sky, nor would he dare to believe it.

What if this was just another roundabout way of testing him?

So, Sean immediately refused, saying, “Your Majesty, every word I’ve spoken comes from the bottom of my heart. I truly have no interest in your supreme throne!”