Chapter 1007: A Tyrant Never Bows

"Its body defense is just too strong!" John said with disbelief while staring at the Asura.

Despite the Thunder Tyrant's attacks being beyond powerful, it had only managed to do superficial damage to the Asura, mostly shallow cuts and some slightly charred skin. Those wounds had been healed almost immediately by the Asura's body, resulting in the battle going more and more in its favor.

After a long, brutal, savage battle, it eventually concluded. The Asura finally overwhelmed the Thunder Tyrant's defenses, its axe severing one of the Thunder Tyrant's arms. Using this opening, its battle axes disappeared, while one of its massive claws pierced forward, long, sharp nails digging into the Thunder Tyrant's lightning armor and into his body.

Blood spurted in all directions as the Thunder Tyrant's body became skewered by the Asura's claws, bringing an end to the battle. The Asura's eyes and maw widened with obvious pleasure, as it drew the Thunder Tyrant towards him, putting them eye to eye. Despite the long battle, despite the grievous damage, the Thunder Tyrant had not uttered a single sound.

"Are you not going to beg for your life like all the others before you?" the Asura snarled. "Come, beg for your life. If you beg well enough, perhaps I shall spare you and find use for you."

A grunt came from the Tyrant, the first time he had made a sound. However, it was not a grunt of pain or despair, but a grunt of mockery.

"A Tyrant never begs. A Tyrant never bows," the Thunder Tyrant said, voice firm and defiant despite his grievous situation. "A Tyrant only does what it desires, and I always get what I desire."

"If you will not beg, then you will die." the Asura growled. "Your desires do not change anything. Your only fate is to perish by my hand. I will kill you, consume you, strip this world of life and resources, and then turn it to dust. This is to be your fate, Thunder Tyrant."

"You underestimate the will of a Tyrant," the Thunder Tyrant scoffed, a wide, tyrannical smile appearing on his face. "My desire is to drag you to hell with me, where we can resume our battle for eternity. I have done my part. I will see you soon."

"Done your part?" The Asura sneered.

Boom!

The Thunder Tyrant's body suddenly exploded, like the destruction of a true star. The world for tens of thousands of miles became enveloped in this apocalyptic storm of lightning, nothing able to withstand its power. John was enveloped by this explosion, feeling as if the universe was truly about to end from its power. It spread and destroyed everything in its path. The nearly world-ending explosion eventually faded away, revealing a chasmous void in the world below, tens of thousands of miles wide. It was as if a celestial giant had taken a massive bite out of the world, forming a crater so deep that its bottom couldn't be seen.

"The Thunder Tyrant created an ultimate self-destruction battle art, converting his entire being into a singular attack, all to ensure he took down the one who could kill him...how tyrannical," John thought, filled with complete shock and awe as the explosion began to fade. The Thunder Tyrant had truly lived up to his name.

As the explosion fully faded away, the world was once again revealed in full. Hovering above the craterous void was the Asura, still living despite being in the very center of that horrifying power.

Its body trembled and shook, covered with grievous wounds, ones far greater than the Thunder Tyrant had been able to inflict before. Parts of its body were charred, others missing. One of its arms had been blown off to the elbow, clearly used as the primary defense against the center of the explosion. The rest of its body was better off, but still quite badly damaged.

John stared at the Asura with wide eyes, seeing one damaged for the very first time. After a short moment of disbelief, he collected himself.

"Even after taking that world-ending attack head on, it's still alive? How is such a durable body possible?" John mumbled, stunned at the outcome. He then shook his head, feeling pity for the Thunder Tyrant's fate.

"Even with such an attack, the Thunder Tyrant still failed," he mumbled, waiting for the scene to end. The Asura's gaze suddenly snapped upwards, startling John, who followed its gaze. The Asura growled as it watched twelve figures appear from the void of space above, descending down towards the planet and the Asura itself.

Twelve figures that brimmed with the might almost equal to the Thunder Tyrant. Twelve Astral Kings.

"You have done this world, and this universe, a massive favor. You stalling the Asura for this long has allowed us to answer your world's call for assistance, saving it from sure destruction. Your legacy will be preserved for eternity, Thunder Tyrant" one of the Astral Kings said, moving into the chasmous void below and reaching out towards an object. John spotted the object, which was a jade piece surrounded by a powerful layer of Qi.

The jade piece was familiar to him.

"The jade piece of the Thunder Tyrant Law," John mumbled, recognizing its shape and aura. "It seems that the Thunder Tyrant had already recorded everything in the Thunder Tyrant Law jade piece, and this was his final addition."

The scene then showed the twelve Astral Kings, each brimming with profound might, battle against the wounded Asura. Had the Asura not been wounded, the battle would have been uncertain, but thanks to the Thunder Tyrant's defiant, heroic battle and final attack, the might of the twelve Astral Kings eventually overwhelmed the Asura, and for the first time ever, John watched an Asura fall.

John's divine sense left the jade piece of the Thunder Tyrant Law, overwhelmed with everything he had just seen. The battle he had watched, the powers he had seen, were nearly incomprehensible to him, so far above his current level that he could only dream of such a realm.

"And yet, that battle had only been one small part of the ancient war," John mumbled softly, still collecting his thoughts. The fresh memories of the Thunder Tyrant's heroic standoff, alone against an Asura occupied his thoughts for a long time. Only after several hours was he able to push the memories of that battle aside and calm himself enough to focus again on the task at hand.

With a newfound respect for the Thunder Tyrant, John sent his divine sense back into the jade piece. He ignored the part of the jade piece containing the scenes of the ancient battle, and focused on the Thunder Tyrant Law itself.

"Despite the countless Dao's that exist, the Heaven's have chosen the Lightning Dao to enact its will," John read, the words alone drawing his mind into a trance-like state, profound beyond compare. "That alone is proof enough that the Lightning Dao reigns supreme."