A thousand years had passed, yet he had not aged. At the level of a Divine Commander, every warrior understood one undeniable truth—once one ascended to the rank of Radiant Commander, time itself would halt. Their faces would never wither, and their youth would remain untouched until the day of their death.It was no wonder Alovandrio was hailed as the greatest legend in Eukranian history. His presence alone commanded awe, a living testament to power beyond mortal comprehension. By his appearance, he could have been no older than thirty when he first achieved Radiant Commander status.He may not have ascended as early as Xayne, but his accomplishment was no less extraordinary. A thousand years of existence, a millennium of unmatched dominance—his very name inspired absolute reverence across the land."Indeed, he is Alovandrio," one of the elders murmured. "But even a Bi-Radiant Commander is not truly immortal. If he fails to ascend to the rank of a Supreme Radiant Commander within the

Xayne raised his hand, and the Ravenclaw Dagger ignited in a dazzling glow, surging forward to meet the incoming golden light. The moment the two forces collided, the entire snow-capped mountain trembled violently. A devastating shockwave erupted, triggering an avalanche that roared down the slopes, swallowing everything in its path.In midair, Xayne and the Lion King clashed. A golden radiance burst from Xayne's body, transforming into an enormous Eastern dragon. With a thunderous roar, the dragon surged forward, its cry shaking the heavens. The golden lion and the Eastern dragon intertwined in a battle of legends, their divine energies colliding with devastating force. Each strike tore through the skies, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefield.Below, the spectators stood frozen in utter disbelief. It had been centuries since Radiant Commanders last fought, and even then, their battles left nothing but ruin in their wake. Yet today, a Senior Radiant Commander and a Bi-Ra

Every warrior who reached the level of a Bi-Radiant Commander had already mastered their signature killing techniques, each more formidable than the last. They all carried countless tricks up their sleeves, refined through years of battle. Now, as an endless swarm of blood-red phantoms filled the sky, Xayne frowned. He had read about this technique in the Heavenly Tome—the Blood Phantom technique.On the surface, it appeared as a mass of shifting shadows, but the real body was hidden somewhere within. It was both an advanced illusion and a deadly attack. A single misstep would be fatal. There existed only one way to counter it—one chance to strike the real body. If he failed, the consequences would be dire. The sea of blood-red figures surged toward Xayne, their forms flickering and blurring as they closed in.Nearby, Alovandrio and Arthura exchanged amused glances, entertained by the spectacle before them. They both knew the terror of Dakura’s Blood Phantom technique. Even they wou

"What?!" Dakura broke into a cold sweat. His body flickered into a blood-red shadow, retreating hundreds of meters in an instant. Below, the gathered warriors stood in stunned silence. No matter how one looked at it, Xayne should have died. Yet reality had defied all odds. First, Arthura’s Sword of Victory had been repelled. Then, Dakura’s Blood Sword had been instantly dissolved. It was incomprehensible.The Lion King halted his blade mid-strike, eyes locked onto the red glow surrounding Xayne. He was unharmed. But everyone could see that Xayne was completely trapped. He could not escape the time lock. He could not fight back. At this moment, he was a lamb awaiting slaughter. All they needed to do was break through that red glow, and victory would be theirs."Die!" Alovandrio lunged, thrusting his silver spear forward. It streaked across the battlefield like a comet, aiming straight for Xayne’s heart. A deafening impact shook the heavens. Sparks erupted from the clash, and the prote

Xayne had been using them to test his formations. A mere Senior Radiant Commander had toyed with four Bi-Radiant Commanders as if they were nothing more than training dummies. It was the ultimate insult—especially for Alovandrio. In his thousand-year reign, not a single soul had ever dared to treat him as mere practice during a battle. Yet before thousands of witnesses, Xayne had humiliated him without hesitation."So, that's all you've got? Now… it's my turn." Xayne clasped his hands behind his back, his tone calm and utterly arrogant.Andrea felt cold sweat trickle down his spine. Thank the heavens he had not interfered. If he had, he would already be dead. Xayne was no saint.The battlefield fell into an eerie silence. Arthura hesitated, his thoughts in turmoil. 'Xayne… hadn't even been injured? Since when had a Senior Radiant Commander become this powerful?' He and three other Bi-Radiant Commanders had used every technique at their disposal, yet they had failed to even scratch t