Chapter 1469 Leave Yrniel. 1469 Leave Yrniel. "I told you, did I not? Even if I win, I will spare your life." Nux walked towards Dagahra who was caught by his binding magic. The Dragon Progenitor glanced at Nux and narrowed his eyes. Something impossible just happened. A Semi Saint... somehow resisted the Aura of a Divine Stage Cultivator. No, resisted was a weak word, this boy completely negated it. One had to know, even Azriel couldn't do something like this. No one, in the entire universe, could do something like this. After all, the Aura of the Law of Self isn't just a simple pressure that could be resisted through sheer strength. It was a gift. A gift from the Universe. A gift given to a cultivator to congratulate him for becoming a Divine Stage Cultivator. It was a symbol of the Universe's recognition. The Aura of the Law of Self contained some level of universal power, a Semi Saint shouldn't be able to resist it. It would have been understandable if Nux was a Saint and resisted using his Law, but... as a Semi Saint... "It was my defeat." In the end, Dagahra had no choice but to accept it. "I hope you will keep your word," Nux spoke. After taking on his anger, he had somewhat calmed down. "You will not die today, I can assure you that." Dagahra laughed, despite being defeated, he wasn't in a bad mood, rather, after a long long time, his heart was beating rapidly. "I-It's over..." Saphira stuttered. Looking at the result of the battle with a shocked look on her face. She knew Nux had the ability to use the power of different bloodlines... but this...? What in the hell was this...? How could something, someone so absurd exist...? A Semi Saint defeating a Divine Stage was already something never heard before, but for the battle to be this one-sided...? To think the battle would end in just 5 minutes. 5 minutes was all a Semi Saint needed to completely render a Divine Stage Cultivator helpless. Who in their right mind would believe something like this? How does that make sense? "Something's not right..." Vyriana muttered. Saphira turned towards her disciple. Yes! Exactly! Something was right! She knew she could depend on her disciple, something was definitely wrong here! But then, "Master didn't use the power of his Law in the battle." Vyriana pointed out and in an instant, Saphira's and other Progenitors' expressions changed. They finally realized that they had made a mistake. They didn't consider the consequences of this battle... How could they? They never thought Dagahra would lose. But now that he had... "What are you talking about, child? Using the Power of His Law? Is that what you think of your own Master? Did you truly think your master would use the Power of his Law to defeat a Semi Saint? Do you think his pride would allow that? Dagahra would rather die than use his Law to suppress a mere child. This defeat, it was because this child was strong, Dagahra has already admitted his defeat, it was a fair battle. There is no need to use the Power of Law here." One of the Elven Progenitor spoke up. "That is correct. There is no need to use the Power of Law here." Saphira nodded as well. Vyriana frowned in confusion. She felt like something was wrong, however, she couldn't put her finger on it. Amaya, however, wasn't like her. The Devourer stared at the Progenitors and, "He didn't shy away from using the Aura of his Law of Self, what is stopping him from using the power of his Law?" As a Divine Stage Cultivator, Amaya perfectly understood how the Law of Self worked. Using the Aura of the Law of Self was the most shameful way a Divine Stage Cultivator could use to suppress a cultivator below Divine Stage in a battle. The Dragon Progenitor didn't hesitate to use that then... There shouldn't be anything preventing him from using the power of his own law. After all, unlike the Law of Self, his Law of something he formed through his own effort. Vyriana and the other wives stared at the Progenitors, waiting for an answer. "..." The Progenitors were silent. What could they even say in this situation? A dangerous glint shone in their eyes. After all, the secret couldn't be leaked no matter what and... There was only one way to ensure that. It would be a pity bu- Crack Before anyone could make any move, the space in the area was torn apart. From there, the Vampire Progenitor walked in. With his same, expression eyes, he observed everyone, his eyes lingering on his daughter for a little longer before it shifted to Nux and Dagahra. "As I thought, you lost." Azriel spoke. "You expected I would lose?" Dagahra stood up, the binding spell Nux used to bind it broke into countless pieces and the dragon seemed like he didn't even put any special effort into it. He simply stood up and the spell was destroyed. The scene was so surreal that the battle before felt like an act. "That boy negated my Aura." Azriel replied and Dagahra and all other Progenitors widened their eyes in disbelief. "Is something like that even possible...?" Saphira questioned. "It shouldn't be but... Rules aren't created to be followed." Azriel replied. His expression was still the same, however, the Progenitors sensed something. That arrogance... that confidence... that clear disrespect for the so-called 'rules', Azriel had changed. No, it was better to say he was returning to his original self. 'Did the words that boy said affect him...?' The Progenitors wondered in their heads. Azriel, however, completely ignored the Progenitors and glanced at Nux. "What is your name?" "Nux Leander." "You are strong, Nux." "..." Nux didn't say anything. He wanted to understand what the Vampire Progenitor was trying to do. For some reason, he couldn't read this man in front of him anymore. "Let me give you a suggestion, Nux Leander," Azriel spoke. Nux listened attentively, his wives and everyone else around were the same. "Leave Yrniel."