11 Final Tes (1/2)

”The Final Test will start soon. Young boy, are you planning to destroy every test you face?” The voice was loud enough to be heard by everyone in the room.

The small party left alive after the massacre was pale and scared, they were kneeling on the floor crying, begging for forgiveness. When the voice rang in their ears they got hyped up, they felt safe, their arrogant inner self-was showed again.

”Boy! You are strong, I acknowledge that fact. You were so proud of claiming you would kill all of us. Look at you, now stopped by the owner of the test. You are about to be punished.” The arrogant outer disciple from an unknown sect was pointing at me with his trembling finger, scolding me.

I glared at him with a cold murderous look; I heard water pouring onto the floor. The gaze was enough for the already terrified disciple to cover himself into the stench of piss. A nearby girl yelled with disgust, the yellow liquid reached her while being in a kowtowing posture, she couldn't help but vomit. A few seconds later, she recovered and directed me a pleading look...

”Don't waste your time.”

My legs moved forward to met the rest of the people, they needed to die.

”Young man, aren't you being a little disrespectful to this humble one?” The loud voice rang again.

”I don't know you, you are just a voice. Are you someone worthy of respect?”

”Fair enough.”

A middle-aged man appeared in the middle of the room, hovering above the scattered corpses.

”Truly, you overdid it. Don't you have some kind of respect for life? They were so young, some of them were only twelve years old. At worst, you could have taken them as slaves but there was no need to kill them like that.”

”None. After I killed them, we can face the fifth test.” I replied in a commanding tone.

”Arrogant aren't you?” The old man's imposing manners grew.

”Oh, so you are a remnant soul! Trying to suppress me with your soul?”

I released my soul, and both of them clashed, resulting in me overpowering the old man.