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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
Chapter 453: Midnight bells.
Two hours before midnight.Far away from Florentis City, deep within the emerald wilderness of the Phantom Petal Region, the wind howled softly through a range of towering cliffs draped in lush greenery.Waterfalls cascaded down the sides, their silver streams glinting faintly beneath the pale moonlight.Atop one of these cliffs stood the Oblivion Orchid Sect, its sprawling compound veiled in mist and surrounded by ancient orchids that shimmered faintly with energy.The atmosphere was tranquil — serene even — but within the Sect Leader’s quarters, the calm of the night was broken by a heated conversation.Inside, under the dim glow of violet lanterns, voices clashed like hidden blades.“Father, why did you let Lukan go to Florentis City alone?”The voice belonged to a tall man with silver eyes and long, dark-blue hair that cascaded down his shoulders — Lukas Maser, elder son of the Sect Leader.His tone was firm but edged with frustration. “It’s far from here, and that city is crawlin
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