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Chapter 459: Capture it. Capture an S-rank mystic beast?
"huh — what was that terrifying magical aura and what was that sound?" Ryo Pogoda thought as the echo of the shattered barrier still hummed in his ears. He moved like a blade uncoiling — a sudden, blinding streak of motion that blurred the light into golden ribbons. His opponent’s eyes widened in shock, pupils blown open as if the world itself had accelerated. The man tried to raise his guard, to brace for the incoming storm, but Ryo had already closed the distance.Then — Thud!!!Ryo’s elbow connected with the center of his opponent’s forehead. The impact landed with a sick, hollow sound that rattled bone and spirit alike. The man crumpled instantly, limbs folding as though paper had been struck; his knees buckled and his face hit the floor with a muffled crack. The crowd that had now shifted their gaze at this field, inhaled as one; dust motes shivered in the wake of the blow and the panels flickered Ryo's name.“Could that be caused by that kid, Oasis?” Ryo thought, the que
Chapter 458: You really want to risk that?
Now everyone present was forced to their feet. For a few breathless heartbeats, the sanctuary held a silence so heavy it pressed on the chest—every other clash stilled as if the world itself had paused. The sound of the barrier shuttering and the reverberation of Oasis’s magic had rolled through the vast hall like a cannon blast; its echo braided through every corridor and gallery until even distant duels seemed to lose their voice.The only sound that cut the hush now was the soft, certain rhythm of Oasis’s footsteps as he walked back toward the waiting area. Each step was a deliberate punctuation, the soles of his boots whispering over polished stone while a thousand eyes followed him. Even the guards who stood by the battlefield— veterans who had seen steel sever bone and spirit tested—stood slack-jawed, their grips loosening on the talisman which they are now on the tips of their fingers. Their usual iron composure had been stripped away by what they’d just witnessed; they
Chapter 457: Bearing of a Sage.
“Huh?” Daku muttered, turning his head to the side. “Venak?”“Ain’t you supposed to be cultivating?” Daku asked curiously, one brow raised.“Yeah, but I’m done for now,” Venak replied, his tone calm but serious. “This place isn’t serene for cultivation.We’re in a foreign land — no matter how much I try to focus, the thought of what if something happens doesn’t leave my mind.It’s better to cultivate somewhere where safety is within our own hands.I understand that few can mess with us while the Young Master is around, but… you never know.Anything can happen in this world of cultivation.”Daku nodded slowly, understanding the reasoning behind Venak’s unease.“Ohh, I see.” He looked back toward the battlefield below, the echoing clashes and swirling dust painting the air with tension.Then his gaze towards Oasis's duel specifically.“What did you say about the Young Master killing that person?”Venak’s gaze sharpened as he looked at the arena.“That person released so much killing int
Chapter 456: The Predator’s Stillness.
Lukan arrived at the waiting area after a match he hadn’t even lifted a finger in—a perfunctory Victory.Yet—Oasis’s gaze was on Lukan from the moment Lukan left the Battlefield till he enter the waiting area, and Lukan felt it like a faint pressure at the back of his neck.The waiting chamber was a study in contrasts.Lantern light spilled across polished floor, throwing long shadows that trembled with the faint ripples of energy.A low murmur threaded through the space: amusement at Keyf’s humiliating exit, sharp commentary about the battles still raging below, and the nervous breathing of those who would soon step into the battlefield.A few disciples leaned against the carved balustrade, eyes glued to the glass panels flickering overhead, while others paced like caged beasts.The air tasted of metal and incense, and every footstep sounded unnaturally loud beneath the hum of a thousand expectant hearts.Oasis’s gaze remained fixed.It was not crude or rude; it held the clinical sti
Chapter 455: Not Bound by Prizes.
The night sky above the Grand Sanctuary shimmered faintly under the glow of the moon.The crowd, still echoing from Amon Pecunia’s thunderous announcement, sat in stunned disbelief.Amon Pecunia’s words were not just simple words—especially to those who had attended the auction.The moment his voice echoed through the sanctuary, realization struck the seasoned powerhouses like a thunderclap.Every merchant, noble, and cultivator who had witnessed that legendary auction understood what his declaration truly meant.From his words, it was clear: Amon still possessed two more Saint-grade artifacts personally crafted by Master Deyton Juda.The very name sent ripples through the air.Those who knew of Deyton’s works knew they were more than mere treasures—they were relics of history, infused with the essence of divinity and mastery beyond comprehension.To say one possessed even a single artifact forged by his hands was to announce power on par with powerhouses.And yet, here was Amon Pecun
Chapter 454: Additional prizes.
The bells that resonated everywhere signifying midnight continued to echo through the vast dome of the Grand Sanctuary of Greatness.Their deep, metallic hum rolled like thunder across the night, reverberating through the marble walls and crystal arches, stirring the hearts of all present.One after another, the remaining 128 participants emerged from their resting quarters within the sanctuary—each figure cloaked in focus, determination, and a faint shimmer of aura.The waiting area once again buzzed with life, filled with low murmurs and the subtle pulse of mana.The enormous enchanted panels above flickered to life,first displaying the names of the competitors for the second round then shifted to the battlefieds.Without wasting time, the first sixteen participants—the first group of the second round—stepped forward toward their respective arenas.Boots struck the tiled floor in rhythm, echoing beneath the grand arches as the crowd stirred.Among this group was Lukan Maser, his cal
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