Heavenly Harem Sect
Chapter 256 - 256: Elizabeth's Wrath

[: 3rd POV :]

"Stop hiding, you bitch! Show yourselves!"

The Sect Master's enraged roar echoed through the sku.

The fury in his voice had cut through the air like a blade.

With every passing second, his frustration intensified.

The once-composed master was now in a tempest of wrath.

Faced with the increasing fury, the Sect Master had little choice but to abandon his passive stance.

He chose confrontation, his voice now directed upward, challenging Elizabeth.

"Enough games. Face me!"

He tauntet and the defiance in his tone was like a chaos of thunder

"Fine, if you want me to show myself, then, I will gladly do so."

Elizabeth's voice cut through the tension, a deliberate calm underlining her words.

Her decision to emerge signaled the end of his life.

Moreover, it was a desire to conclude the escalating conflict.

As Elizabeth materialized, a profound silence descended upon the sky.

The thunder, which had roared with violent intensity, ceased abruptly, leaving an eerie stillness in its wake.

The sudden halt of the tempest mirrored the astonishment that gripped both Master and the very fabric of the time.

"What..."

The Sect Master's voice faltered, a deep shock etched across his features.

Time itself seemed to hang suspended, as if the universe held its breath, captivated by the revelation before them.

Elizabeth's emerged with a inexplicable stillness.

In the midst of the sky, where chaos had reigned, the Sect Master found himself entranced by a beauty he had never encountered before.

In her presence, every memory of beautiful women from his past paled in comparison.

Her long, flowing purple hair, adorned with delicate highlights of light blue, framed a countenance that held an otherworldly charm.

The intensity of her purple bluish eyes seemed to freeze him in place, capturing his gaze in a mesmerizing spell.

As if under a enchantment, the Sect Master felt a profound shift within him.

The killing intents that had fueled his every move dissipated into thin air.

And the very will to harm this captivating woman evaporated.

Instead, an unexpected charm enveloped him, a magnetic force that drew him into the orbit of her mesmerizing presence.

"I never thought that the woman I've been confronting turns out to be such a beautiful woman,"

The Sect Master couldn't help but compliment, his words tinged with genuine surprise.

However, Elizabeth's expression remained unyielding, as if impervious to the flattery of an old man.

"It'll be such a waste for a beauty like you to die under my hands, so why don't you join me, young lady?"

He proposed, his tone laced with an unexpected offer of alliance.

The Sect Master believed his words held the charm of mercy.

It was supposed to be an act of benevolence that should leave her feeling blessed.

Yet, Elizabeth's reaction defied his expectations.

Instead of being swayed, she met his offer with a cold emotionless stare.

The Sect Master, in his miscalculated attempt to extend an olive branch, found himself confused.

He was met with the reality that not every beauty could be won over with his words.

He didn't even realized that any time, he could die.

"I think you have chose the wrong master. Why would he send a beauty to her death"

"That's why you should join me and I'll show you what it means to feel heaven!"

He licked his lips with dirty thoughts in his mind.

In the glistening aftermath of his compliment, the Sect Master allowed his imagination to soar.

He envisioned a future where such ethereal beauty would reside in his hands, a stroke of fortune he had never felt luckier to encounter.

In the back of his mind, he painted a portrait of a life intertwined with the captivating woman before him.

However, in the midst of his excited fantasies, an unredeemable mistake was made.

The Sect Master, intoxicated by the allure of his own visions, failed to grasp the depth of his transgression.

Unbeknownst to him, the most precious person in Elizabeth's world, someone she worshipped, loved, and admired, had been insulted in the midst of their exchange.

The revelation, if it surfaced would cast a shadow over the Sect Master's triumphant visions.

The mistake he had made went beyond the personal realm.

It struck at the very core of Elizabeth's heart, setting the stage for an unforeseen and irreversible turn of events.

The Sect Master, emboldened by his misplaced confidence, dared to proclaim that he would show Elizabeth heaven.

With audacity, he declared that she had chosen the wrong master, an assertion that struck at the very core of her loyalty and conviction.

As his words echoed in the air, Elizabeth's anger reached a crescendo, surpassing the bounds of mere fury.

It was as if the core of her being had been stirred, awakening something forbidden and ancient within her.

The very essence of her wrath took on a formidable quality.

It was an overwhelming force that transcended the realms of Immortals comprehension.

The wrath that unfolded within Elizabeth was a tempest, a force of nature that he, nor the world around them, could have ever prepared for.

It was a reckoning, a surge of power that threatened to reshape the very fabric of the conflict they found themselves entangled in.

The Sect Master, unaware of the tempest he had invoked, stood on the precipice of a storm, unprepared for the cataclysmic consequences that awaited him.

"How dare you How dare you How dare you How dare you How dare you How dare you How dare you How dare you How dare you"

Elizabeth's demeanor shifted, repeating those words like a broken record.

The lively spark within her eyes seemed to have been extinguished.

It was replaced by an abyss of darkness that mirrored the storm brewing within.

"Hm? What's wrong? Are you too shy to admit that your master sucks in bed and he can't entertain you?"

The Sect Master, oblivious to the delicate thread he was tugging, added more fuel to the fire with his taunting words.

Hearing the disparaging remarks about her master, Elizabeth's restraint snapped.

A torrent of wrath erupted within her, a force so potent that it manifested in a deafening roar.

"How dare you insult my master!" she thundered, and in that moment, all her powers unfurled in a dazzling display.

It was as if the very fabric of the world quivered in response to her unleashed fury.

The Sect Master, caught off guard by the tempest he had unwittingly summoned, now stood at the mercy of the unleashed storm.

Around Elizabeth, the air crackled with the emergence of dragons and serpentine forms, crafted from the ominous black lightning that roared toward the Sect Master.

The sheer spectacle struck terror into his core as the impending storm of ethereal creatures closed in.

"!?"

In a desperate attempt to escape the encroaching terror, he propelled himself backward, only to realize the futility of his efforts.

The aura that surrounded Elizabeth exuded a strength that dwarfed anything he had encountered before, and the realization tightened his grip on fear.

As the seconds ticked away, beads of sweat formed on the Sect Master's brow, his expression a mosaic of anxiety and dread.

He was too late in comprehending the magnitude of the unleashed power, and now he stood on the precipice of a force that threatened to consume him.

Simultaneously, the once serene clouds above morphed into a foreboding darkness.

A colossal Ancient Lightning Dragon God materialized, its roar sending shockwaves through the very fabric of the atmosphere.

With awe-inspiring might, it hurtled towards Elizabeth before undergoing a majestic transformation.

It morphed into her hands as the Thunder Meteorite Sword.

The convergence of natural forces and Elizabeth's unleashed power painted a vivid tableau of impending retribution.

It was a moment where the heavens themselves seemed to align with her wrath.

Elizabeth, now adorned in armor of crackling lightning, a fusion of red and black hues, received the Thunder Meteorite Sword into her grasp.

As she locked eyes with the Sect Master, an ominous stillness settled over the battleground, the air thick with the impending judgment.

"!"

The Sect Master's voice caught in his throat, rendered speechless by the weight of the impending reckoning.

Before he could comprehend the swiftness of the unfolding events, Elizabeth surged forward, a blur of lightning-clad fury.

With a single, remorseful strike, she slashed downwards, severing the Sect Master's body in half.

As his form split, the air crackled with the discharge of lightning, each bolt carrying the powers of the heavens and realms beyond.

The Sect Master's soul, now unmoored, drifted into the realm of nothingness, denied the chance of reincarnation.

Yet, Elizabeth's thirst for justice remained unquenched.

Her gaze turned to the sect, and her expression hardened with merciless resolve.

"The sin of the Sect Master shall be passed down to his disciples"

"For that, all of you should die."

With unyielding determination, she struck down the sect.

It was a single lightning-infused blow reducing it to naught but a burnt, charred expanse, marking the annihilation of the root that had spawned the sins she sought to expunge.

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