GOD OF ALL SYSTEMS

The Bored Immortal, the four Jian Ancestors, and many powerful cultivators in the coliseum all expressed shocked eyes as they stared at the scene. They watched as Amkron\'s body instantly vanished from the air, with the golden number Zero replacing him. Soon after, the mathematical symbols disappeared as only Patrick remained in the air over the Saint Ancestors.

Patrick\'s hair and robe fluttered with the wind as thick, vibrant Qi radiated around him, bearing his godly ambiance. His absolute infinity eyes constantly beamed with galaxy-sprinkled gold as he impassively stared at the scene where Amkron began nonexistent. Patrick stared down at the Bored Immortal and the Jian Ancestors as he could see fear and respect on their faces towards him.

He steadily began drifting down the coliseum when the Bored Immortal and the Jian Saint Ancestors suddenly flashed and appeared before him; they all kowtowed mid-air as the Bored Immortal spoke, representing the group.

"We lowly and insignificant beings are willing to serve the Senior; our existences are at the mercy of the Senior. We only plead that the Senior accepts us pathetic beings, of course, if the Senior pleases.!"

The Bored Immortal and the Jian Saint Ancestors undoubtedly knew and understood what they had to do. Especially after seeing what Patrick could do, they didn\'t even have to think about it. It\'s perfectly reasonable and appropriate that these powerful Saint Ancestors of the Immortal Realm were kowtowing themselves to Patrick. Patrick dominates in all aspects, be it strength, speed, and cultivation prowess. Even his presence, style, and character alone command submission.

Patrick stared at the kowtowing Saint Ancestors; he then looked towards the coliseum and at chamber 4. Inside chamber 4, Fairy Marine sat when she felt Patrick\'s will; understanding what Patrick intended, Fairy Marine nodded as she rose from her seat. With a slight foot raise, she vanished and appeared next to Patrick. Fairy Marine floated slightly below Patrick as she respectfully bowed her head to him.

"You requested my presence, your Lordship?"

"Yes, if you don\'t mind, can you also take in the Overlord since the Jian family is already under your jurisdiction?"

"As his Lordship pleases."

"Hmm."

"I\'m eternally grateful for your benevolence, your Lordship."

Patrick spoke as he drifted past the kowtowing Saint Ancestors and towards the coliseum.

In the kowtowing position, the Bored Immortal and the Jian Ancestors panicked with sweat as they overheard the conversation between Patrick and lady Marine. Especially after Patrick said, "since the Jian family is already under your jurisdiction?" This line sent shivers down the spines of the Saint Ancestors as they couldn\'t help but palpitate in fear.

\'Our Jian family already under her jurisdiction? Does that mean we have been given to her by him? Are they gods capable of giving lower existences like us to one another?\'

\'Is she that powerful where she\'s capable of ruling over Saint Ancestors like us?\'

\'Wait! If she is that powerful, and yet she serves him, how overwhelming must his power be?\'

Multiple thoughts ran through the minds of the Saint Ancestors as they dreadfully but partially understood that Patrick\'s strength was overwhelmingly beyond their scope of imagination. But then.

"Rise."

Fairy Marine ordered the kowtowing Saint Ancestors. With respectful faces, the Bored Immortal and the four Jian Ancestors rose from their kowtowing positions but stood with cupped hands and bowed toward Fairy Marine. But then, Fairy Marine spoke as her action left the group of Saint Ancestors speechless.

"Let\'s clean this mess first, shall we?"

Fairy Marine stretched her left arm as her blue bracelets, the \'Cosmic Bracelets of Nihility,\' emitted bluish energy; the energy merged with the surrounding Qi as everything was then in fairy Mainella\'s control, as that\'s one of her bracelets\' features, \'Nihility Zone manipulation.\' Where she is a literal god and can do anything she pleases.

Marinella snapped her finger as a baby appeared before her the next second. The baby began growing; three seconds later, the baby was now a full-grown adult with a beard and a robe matching the Jian Saint Ancestors. Seeing this, the Saint Ancestors, including the Bored Immortal, all expressed bulged eyes as they stared at the forty-year-old-looking man floating before them. This man was the Saint Ancestor that Amkron killed

With a wave of her hand, the destroyed mountains, terrains, and earthly structures all reformed as if nothing had ever happened. The shattered space barriers were all mended, and the previously devastating scene was gone. The shattered top of the coliseum was restored. This same scenario continued as the Jian family\'s installations were being restored and reformed according to Fairy Marine\'s will. It\'s been ten seconds since she started.

Patrick continued drifting as he entered the coliseum, with the top of the coliseum restoring behind him after. Patrick hovered within the coliseum as he saw the thousands of cultivators fearfully staring at him; some even bowed their heads when they noticed Patrick\'s gaze. The powerhouses in the other chambers seemed alarmed as they stared at Patrick and at chamber 4, which this being and his entourage occupy. Suddenly, an old man bellowed.

"All hail the Heavenly Terror! All hail the Heavenly Terror!"

Hearing this, some cultivators next to the old man glanced at him as they saw him in tears while bellowing with a salute towards Patrick. But even without knowing the old man\'s reason, some other cultivators chimed in as they also chanted along with the old man. Soon after, the whole coliseum joined in as tens of thousands of cultivators, including the ones in the high chambers, vigorously chanted, "All hail the Heavenly Terror."

Patrick watched as thousands of cultivators chanted him as the Heavenly Terror. He watched through the crowd and saw the teary old man enthusiastically chanting with cupped hands towards him. Looking at the old man, Grace spoke.

"His name is Hui Longtian, born in the outskirts of the Immortal realm. Fifteen years ago, his hometown was massacred, including his wife and seven children, and the Arkmenian tasked to protect their region didn\'t do anything about it but watched as his wife and the entire community got massacred."

"But he is weak to seek revenge. So he chants Heavenly Terror as me being the terror of the Arkmenians."

"Yes, Master. Since no one dares challenge the Arkmenians as they are servants of the Immortal Gate, it makes it hard for anyone to express their true feelings. And seeing you challenge the Ancient families and even the Arkmenians, you have become a symbol of hope for him and the weak."

"I don\'t intend to be a symbol for anyone or anything; I act how I please. And I could care less if my actions benefit anyone or not."

Patrick impassively spoke as he stared at the chanting cultivators below. Ignoring the screaming chants, Patrick drifted toward his chamber with hands behind him, but he also glimpsed at the person he allowed to steal his \'Soul Devouring Sword,\' Lian Zu.

Within the chanting crowd, Lian Zu stared at Patrick with a serious but terrified expression; sweat dripped from his face as his hands unconsciously trembled. He had just bracketed eyes with Patrick, which caused his entire body to freeze and dreadfully palpitate. His mind went blank as he couldn\'t even think, let alone twitch a muscle. But the instant Patrick\'s figure disappeared into chamber 4, Lian Zu felt himself regaining consciousness.

\'What! What just happened?! I\'m sure I felt nonexistent for a second. Did he do that? But where did a being like him come from? Perhaps another Domain? And to possess such power, just how high is his cultivation? He annihilated thousands of Saints and Saint Kings like squashing bugs: publicly killed a direct descendant of the Ancient Gong family, and even trashed Saint Ancestors around like children. I haven\'t seen anyone with such power, even in my previous life.

Wait! How did I even steal the \'Soul Devouring Blade\' from such a being? Could it be that he knows it\'s me, but seeing that he hasn\'t killed me, does that mean he doesn\'t even consider me a threat and could take the blade whenever he wants?"

Countless raging thoughts surfaced in Lian Zu\'s mind; the more he pondered, the sweatier and more panicked his face became. The idea of offending someone like Patrick was not an easy thought to process, not even for a reincarnate like Lian Zu.

In chamber 4, Patrick sat on his throne as Athena, Anna, and Thalia personally dusted off his robe. Athena cleaned his right hand, Anna his left, and Thalia cleaned off human remains stuck on his shoulders. A glass cup of water appeared on Athena\'s hand as she held it at Patrick\'s lips, Patrick drinking after.

"You know, I expected something white and pure, like the Savior or the Liberator. Instead, you got a dark one, the Heavenly Terror~."

Anna jokingly mocked Patrick as she sarcastically said, \'Heavenly Terror.\' Patrick held his head with a sigh as he listened to his three wives mock his new title. They even started impersonating Patrick; whenever he appeared to save, he would boast his title, "I am the heavenly terror."

"You ladies know I didn\'t choose the title, right?"

"It still doesn\'t change anything, \'Heavenly Terror~."

The three ladies laughed as they made fun of their man. Patrick couldn\'t help but smile at his wives\' provocations. Raleigh stood behind Patrick\'s throne with shut eyes; he didn\'t express any emotion of laughter or even a grin.

"Now what?"

Thalia asked Patrick. The other ladies slowly assumed serious faces while waiting for Patrick\'s response.

"Now, let\'s go destroy the Ancient Gong family. But first, I have the perfect candidate for their destruction."

"Perfect candidate?"

"Yes, there is a family I want to lead the crusade, the Ancient Jun family; they are proficient at portals. And as for their soldiers, Grace?"

"As master pleases. I\'m now sending orders to all powers in the outer and middle regions of the Central Continent to arrive within the next hour."

"Good, I gave them decrees to await orders; now it\'s time to play their role."

Patrick conversed with Grace as he mentioned the decrees he sent to the lesser powers of the outer and middle regions of the Central Continent (Chap 95). Patrick then stretched his right hand as a round yellow medallion appeared on it; the medallion had the name \'Jun\' engraved at the bottom. This was the medallion given to him by Jun Moxie, the Patriarch of the Ancient Jun family.

Holding the medallion, Patrick spoke to it.

Somewhere on the outskirts of the Central Continent, deep within the Sun Alchemy City, Jun Moxie sat crossed-legged in a cultivation chamber; two portals constantly floated above him as they poured Qi into his body. But suddenly, Jun Moxie opened his eyes as they lit with thick and vibrant energy essence. Stretching his palm, the space tore open as a medallion steadily drifted from the void towards Jun Moxie; holding the medallion, Jun Moxie smiled. He knew and understood who the message was from and what the message meant.

Jun Moxie smirked as he vanished from his cultivation chamber; he appeared over the sky of his Sun Alchemy City as his arrival distorted the Qi in the surroundings, drawing the attention of many. He spoke, his voice echoing all over the Sun Alchemy City.

"For many decades, our Ancient Jun family has been mocked, shamed, and humiliated. Despite our sacrifices, we have suffered countless injustices from the Immortal Gate and the other Ancient families. I know our ancestors ordered us to refrain from worldly competition and quest for power, but that has brought us nothing but endless shame and pain to our lives, our families, and our name!-

"YAHH!!!"

"But today, everything changes; today, the world will know our name; today, our Ancient Jun family will leave a mark so deep in the hearts and minds of our enemies that they will never forget us, even when their souls burn in the seven pits of hell!-

"YAHH!!!"

"So, my fellow blood brothers and warriors, I urge you to break the chains of restraint and soar the heavens with me as we create a destiny far greater than our enemies. Gather our brethren, prepare our artifacts, and arm yourselves because we will be reborn today!"

"YAHH!!! REBIRTH! REBIRTH! REBIRTH!!"

The cultivators of the Sun Alchemy city chanted as their war spirits were awakened; soon after, the preparation for an upcoming battle between Ancient families began.

Jun Moxie floated in the air when a young and very beautiful lady suddenly flashed and appeared beside him; the lady wore a long black battle dress, and her long hair lay flat on her back. This lady was Jun Mulan. She asked as she stared at her father.

"Father, what happened? Why are you suddenly preparing for war?"

"Hahaha! My dear daughter, the person you have been looking for relates to why we are going to war."

"The person I have been looking for, wait! Do you mean-

Yes, he has requested I appear with our entire family in an hour; this might be the perfect opportunity to chat with him."

Jun Mulan instantly blushed when she realized who her father was talking about. Hearing that they would be going to this person she had been looking for, her face blushed even more as she vibrantly smiled. She then murmured.

"We will finally meet, my dear man."