The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 6862
"My status of the Law of Paths is bestowed by the previous Supreme Path," Wesley declared firmly. "Being a law, it should uphold the righteousness and fairness of the Path. Are you not planning to leave now?"
"It seems you have truly turned against us!" Cyril could not contain his anger as he shouted. "As the Law of Paths, you've colluded with demons, ravaged Zymurgy, slaughtered supreme beings, and kidnapped the rulers of myriad worlds. Your sins are immense, your evils overflowing."
Upon hearing these words, Wesley burst into hearty laughter. The laughter was filled with bitterness and helplessness, but above all, there was contempt and murderous intent.
"Your laughter is pointless!" Cyril shouted angrily. "I know you're practically invincible below the Forty Heavens. I'm no match for you even as the same Daeclon Mahayana Rank powerhouse as you. However, since the Path Emperor has tasked me with bringing down the gods, we are all prepared. Today, I wield the Path Banner, and with your betrayal of the Path, I shall annihilate you beneath the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword."
As he spoke, he took out a command flag inscribed with 'Path' characters. With a swift wave, the entire Thirty-Three Heavens trembled violently, and the void crackled with thunder and lightning, as if Path punishment was descending.

Wesley was greatly shocked upon seeing this scene. He never expected Cyril to come prepared. Cyril even brought the most sacred weapon of the Greater Realms, the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword. It seemed he had truly received the appointment from Emperor Qadeer.
Amidst a burst of thunder and lightning, and the trembling of the earth, a divine sword shimmering with myriad colors, accompanied by a buzzing sword cry, descended from the void of the Thirty-Three Heavens. Cyril waved the command flag, carrying a majestic aura and divine power, as he confronted Wesley directly.
In that moment, Wesley was enveloped by the divine radiance, seemingly frozen in place. He was utterly defenseless. However, the sword suddenly stopped less than five meters away from Wesley. It shined with sacred glory and emitted a buzzing sound.
"Wesley Shepherd, if you kneel now, awaken to the truth, and stand against the demons, I can spare you for the sake of our past friendship," Cyril
declared. "Otherwise, once the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword falls upon you, you will be extinguished, and your soul will be scattered with no possibility of reincarnation. Not even the previous Supreme Path can save you."
It was a blatant threat. Wesley spoke calmly with a smile on his face, "Let nature take its course. My nature is as it is, there's no reason for it, and there's no need to change."
With that, he suddenly erupted with divine radiance. A zafu shimmering with Quell Divine Light appeared beneath him, upon which he slowly sat down. 'The Path is desireless, emotionless, formless, and wordless." Wesley’s divine and majestic voice echoed from the void. 'The law is selfless, egoless, fearless, and impartial. It ensures eternal fairness for the living beings of myriad realms. It also enforces karmic retribution without bias or resentment."
Then, Wesley stared at the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword ahead. "I’m the Law of Paths appointed by the previous Supreme Path. I'm unable to uphold the Path, nor the law, witnessing living beings suffer in dire straits without being able to save them, seeing the greed of supreme beings across the Greater Realms, yet I am unable to punish them. These are mere empty titles, making me live on borrowed prestige. I’ll find liberation and supreme glory if I die under the Wuia Demon-Slayer Sword."
Cyril trembled with rage, his face turning ashen after hearing Wesley's resolute and resounding words. "Fine, Wesley Shepherd. You're willing to sacrifice yourself for a bunch of insignificant demons. Since you’ve had enough of being the Law of Paths, then I’ll grant your wish!"