BOOM!
The sky cracked apart as the Sovereign of Storms unleashed his full power.
Lightning lashed out in every direction, illuminating the battlefield with blinding arcs of electricity.
The very air itself howled, charged with raw elemental force.
Lin Tian stood at the center of the chaos, unshaken.
His golden eyes flickered, analyzing every movement, every shift in the storm's flow.
The Sovereign of Storms hovered above him, wreathed in thunder.
"You've made it this far," he said. "But no one commands the sky except me."
Lin Tian smirked.
"Then it's time for a new ruler."
And with that—he moved.
The storm roared.
Lin Tian charged forward.
The first clash came in an instant—
The Sovereign of Storms raised his hand, summoning a spear forged from pure lightning.
He thrust it forward with impossible speed.
CRACK!
The very air warped, the spear cutting through the wind like a blade through silk.
But Lin Tian?
He did not dodge.
Instead—he raised his arm.
His fist burned with blackened fire, embers swirling around him.
BOOM!
Their attacks collided.
The lightning spear shattered into sparks.
Lin Tian's punch tore through the storm.
And for the first time—the Storm King's expression changed.
The Sovereign of Storms floated backward, studying Lin Tian.
"You're different," he muttered. "You don't just resist my power… You consume it."
Lin Tian rolled his shoulders.
"I devour everything in my way."
The Storm King chuckled.
"Then let's see if you can devour a hurricane."
He spread his arms.
And in that moment—the storm itself moved.
The winds howled louder.
The clouds thickened, spiraling into a vortex.
Lightning twisted into massive tendrils, each one stretching across the battlefield like the limbs of a god.
The entire sky became his weapon.
Lin Tian exhaled.
Then—he smiled.
"Not bad."
His aura ignited.
And in an instant—the Ashborn Domain expanded.
The moment Lin Tian's Domain spread, the storm faltered.
Lightning dimmed.
Wind slowed.
And the clouds turned black.
Because his Domain was absolute.
Every speck of ash and ember that floated through the sky devoured the storm's power.
The thunder that should have roared…
Was silenced.
The winds that should have raged…
Fell still.
The storm—once untouchable—
Was burning.
The Sovereign of Storms' silver eyes widened.
"This… is impossible."
Lin Tian stepped forward.
"I told you."
His golden eyes burned.
"I take what I want."
And then—he attacked.
Lin Tian vanished from sight.
Before the Sovereign of Storms could react—Lin Tian was already in front of him.
A fist, wreathed in black fire, crashed against the Storm King's chest.
BOOM!
The impact split the sky.
The Sovereign's body hurtled backward, crashing through his own city.
Towers crumbled.
Lightning flickered weakly.
And for the first time in centuries—the sky was quiet.
Lin Tian descended slowly, landing near the broken ruins where the Sovereign lay.
The once-proud ruler of the storm gasped for breath, his body burned, his power fading.
He looked up at Lin Tian.
"You… actually did it."
Lin Tian knelt beside him.
"Your throne belongs to me now."
The Storm King chuckled.
Then—he closed his eyes.
And the storm… died.
The floating city trembled.
The moment the Sovereign of Storms took his last breath, the very fabric of his domain shifted.
The clouds above swirled, forming into a spiraling eye of the storm—a vortex of raw power.
Lin Tian stepped forward, standing above the broken remains of the Storm King's fortress.
And then—he felt it.
The Throne of Storms calling to him.
A force that once belonged to another.
Now waiting for its new ruler.
Lin Tian exhaled.
Then—he raised his hand.
And the storm answered.
The moment Lin Tian touched the Throne of Storms, his entire body shook.
The System activated instantly.
[Sovereign Title Acquired: Sovereign of Storms.]
[Processing New Authority…]
Lightning crackled across his skin, raw energy surging through his veins.
Then—his new abilities were revealed.
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Sovereign of Storms – Abilities
[Title: Sovereign of Storms]
[Category: Major Sovereign Title]
[Authority Level: Medium] (Can be increased by defeating stronger Sovereigns.)
[Core Abilities:]
Stormcaller Domain: Grants control over the weather, including wind, rain, and lightning. The user can summon storms at will.
Lightning Ascension: Movement speed and reaction time increase drastically, making the user almost untouchable in combat.
Thunderclap Strike: A single attack imbued with the force of a lightning storm, capable of obliterating targets in an instant.
Eye of the Storm: Allows the user to create a calm zone in the middle of any chaotic battlefield, granting a tactical advantage.
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Lin Tian smirked.
This was not just an upgrade.
This was domination.
The sky itself was now his weapon.
He clenched his fist, feeling the storm raging inside him.
Then—he turned his gaze downward.
To the lands below his floating city.
The next Sovereigns.
The next thrones.
And the next war.
Because Lin Tian was not done yet.
Not until he ruled everything.
The floating city no longer raged with lightning.
Instead, it hovered silently above the lands, the once-violent storm tamed beneath Lin Tian's will.
His warriors from the Iron District now marched openly through the streets, their armor gleaming, their weapons sharp.
But none of them celebrated.
None of them cheered.
Because they knew.
This war was not over.
It had only just begun.
Lin Tian stood at the highest tower, gazing at his three conquered domains.
The Ash Throne.
The Iron Throne.
The Storm Throne.
Each one had fallen beneath his power.
But he was not satisfied.
He turned his golden eyes toward the distant horizon.
Where the greater Sovereigns waited.
And he moved.
Late that night, Lin Tian sat alone in the Storm Citadel, lightning flickering outside his window.
A soft voice interrupted his thoughts.
"You're thinking about your next target, aren't you?"
Lin Tian glanced up.
The woman with violet eyes leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching him carefully.
She had been there since the beginning.
And yet—he still didn't know her full intentions.
Lin Tian smirked. "You have information for me?"
She smiled. "Always."
Then—she slid a parchment across the table.
Lin Tian caught it, unfolding the paper.
His eyes narrowed.
Because this time—the name written there was different.
Not a minor Sovereign.
Not a weakened ruler.
This was a true warlord.
A being as ancient as the world itself.
His next target?
Sovereign of Shadows.
Lin Tian's golden eyes gleamed.
"Finally," he muttered. "A real challenge."
The Sovereign of Shadows ruled from a place that did not exist on maps.
A kingdom that no light had ever touched.
A domain where the moon did not shine, and the sun never rose.
It was a land of pure darkness.
A place where monsters lurked, unseen.
Where shadows whispered, watching.
And deep within the heart of that abyss…
The Shadow King waited.
No army had ever marched into his realm.
Because no army had ever returned.
Lin Tian?
He was going in alone.
And he wasn't planning on coming back empty-handed.
Days later, Lin Tian stepped into the abyss.
The moment he crossed the border of the Shadow Sovereign's land—the world changed.
Light vanished.
His own shadow twisted unnaturally beneath him, stretching in impossible directions.
The air grew thick, heavy.
And then—they came.
Figures emerged from the darkness.
Not men.
Not monsters.
But something in between.
The Shadow Sovereign's assassins.
They did not speak.
They did not warn.
They simply attacked.
Lin Tian smirked.
"Finally."
And then—he struck.
The assassins moved like phantoms.
Their blades made no sound.
Their bodies left no footprints.
They were invisible in the darkness.
But Lin Tian?
He did not need to see.
Because he did not fight with light.
He fought with dominion.
And now—this place belonged to him.
His Ashborn Domain ignited, black embers flickering in the void.
The darkness did not consume them.
The shadows could not snuff them out.
Because these flames did not need light to burn.
And then—the assassins screamed.
One by one, they vanished into the ash.
And Lin Tian kept walking.
Because at the end of this abyss—his next throne awaited.
And the Sovereign of Shadows… was about to fall.
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