Chapter 1520 Let me show you the Peak.  

"Zarathor. This is why I told you to be careful. Don't forget,

They are watching your every move, doing anything foolish can be your death sentence." Vyriana spoke in an authoritative tone. It was a long shot. Nux's guess was simple, Zarathor contacted Nethrians, the beings who are supposedly dangerous and the Association Zarathor belonged to has strictly forbidden getting involved with them. Now the question was, Was Zarathor brave enough to actually remain in contact with the Nethrians and even get the Oath of Death from them? Nux didn't know the answer to that question. After all, he didn't know Zarathor personally, all the information he had was based on what he had observed in these past few weeks. What could be said, however, was that the chances that Zarathor was receiving some sort of external help were high. Honestly, even if he wasn't involved with any external force, it didn't matter. Nux didn't have to be correct here, because even if he was and his plan to let Vyriana act as one of the higher-ups of the faction he is a part of fails, and Zarathor simply denies knowing Vyriana, Nothing would change. After all, Zarathor wasn't the one he had to convince. "Zarathor! You actually went over and changed sides!? To think you would actually bring outsiders into our disputes, are you out of your mind!?" Nyssara, who crashed onto the ground because of Vyriana's blow shouted, anger and hatred radiated with each of her words. Her crimson eyes shined dangerously. It wasn't just her, even Azhural was looking at him with a betrayed look on his face. He knew Zarathor's ambitions were high, he wanted to take over the Association, and honestly, sometimes, he even doubted if Zarathor was actually as capable as he displayed himself to be, but…

To think he was merely a pawn… Everything he showed so far, his overly well-prepared plans, his follow-throughs, the way he handled every difficulty… to think all of this was just him being a puppet being controlled by an entirely different organization…

Azhural clenched his fists in anger. "You bastard…" He cursed out loud. Zarathor, on the other hand, was confused. "What in the hell are you talking about?" He questioned, then, he turned towards Vyriana and, "And who are you?" Yes, Zarathor didn't buy it. An external organization that had been helping him? Haaah!? Everything he did, he did it on his own! There was no external organization! What the hell was this woman on about!?

Of course, as mentioned before, his words didn't matter. At his words, Vyriana simply narrowed her eyes and, "What's the point of trying to cover it up when you already messed up?

If you hadn't let her go, I wouldn't have to reveal myself and you could have kept our involvement a secret until the final day." Vyriana then snorted and a disgusted look appeared on her face. "Tsk, I told them not to choose a hot-headed fool like you, this is what happens when you don't listen to me." She complained inwardly. And Zarathor, who completely understood the ridiculousness of this situation couldn't hold back his anger, "You bitch! Who do you think you are!?

How dare you talk to me like that!? Do you have a death wish!?" He screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice reverberating throughout the world. However, "Do you think I am a fool!?" Nyssara shouted. "Do you think this foolish act of yours can save you now!? I was wondering who gave you the balls to interact with the Nethrians when the Association strictly forbade it, I couldn't believe that a hard-headed fool like you came up with a plan so well made and was even able to get someone like Azhural in your palms, but now everything is clear, You were just a mere puppet. A Dog who only followed orders!! Zarathor! You are a disgrace to the Association!" Nyssara screamed. From an enemy who threatened the Association, he was reduced to a mere lackey of some foreign organisation all because of the appearance of one single woman. And the more she talked, the more were visible on Zarathor's head.

He couldn't believe it, the hard-headed image he had created for all these centuries in order to make these people let their guard down in front of him, it was now being used against him.

From an enemy who threatened the Association, he was reduced to a mere lackey of some foreign organisation all because of the appearance of one single woman. As his anger and frustration piled up, Zarathor glared at the woman who had appeared out of nowhere and his eyes shined in intense anger. This tiny woman, he wanted to squash her like the big she was,

However, before he could do anything, Nyssara and her subordinates had already rushed towards Vyriana,

"Don't think someone like you can stop me! I don't even remember how many thousands of tiny bugs like you I have squashed under my feet!" *BOOOM* The Serpenthri shouted, her red eyes shined brightly as the Aura of her Law of Self burst out, trying to squash Vyriana. But…

Who was Vyriana? Sure, in front of these 5-meter-tall gigantic beings, she may look like someone insignificant. For them, she might be someone they could slap into oblivion with ease but…

To the enemies who knew and had faced her before, Vyriana was a completely different level of existence. A Monster through and through. A Divine Stage Cultivator, who, ever since she started making an appearance in the Outer Space, had never once lost against another Divine level being. No…

Never lost was an understatement, Vyriana didn't just win against her opponents. She thoroughly crushed them to the point that if they were left alive after their battle with her, they were left with a mental scar so weak that they would never dare to raise their weapon again, That was the despair-inducing Vyriana. Against such a being, Nyssara never stood a chance. "Nux Leander, watch this carefully." Vyriana spoke in a Low tone, she knew Nux was watching and could hear everything clearly. "You wanted something you could chase, did you not?

You wanted to aim even higher, did you not? You wanted to aim for the Primordial and beyond, did you not? Then let me bring you back to the basics, Let me show you the peak of what you still underestimate in your journey, Let me show you what the Peak of the Divine Stage." *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM* Vyriana released her Aura. And once again, the world trembled and this time, it didn't tremble to create chaos or anything of that sort, It trembled because of the sheer level of fear it felt for the first time in its existence.