More hours passed as Albedo continued crying, while Oasis simply sat there across from her in silence. Time and time again, his gaze would drift away from her trembling figure and move toward the scenery outside the carriage window.Night had already fully descended upon the world outside, and the darkness stretched endlessly beyond the moving convoy.The wheels of the carriage rolled steadily over the rough pathways while the rhythmic sounds of the equinores pulling the convoy echoed through the silent night like distant war drums muffled beneath the heavens.Outside, lanterns hanging from the wagons and carriages glowed with warm golden light, illuminating portions of the road ahead while the rest remained swallowed by darkness.The faint orange glow reflected against the metal fittings of the convoy, and shadows stretched and shifted every time the flames inside the lamps flickered due to the cold night breeze.Inside the carriage, however, the atmosphere remained heavy.Albedo sat

Within the Celestial Garden Sphere, within Elysiome.Rain poured endlessly from the heavens.Not a gentle drizzle nor a passing storm, but a heavy, relentless rain that blanketed the entire world of Elysiome beneath curtains of silver water.The towering bamboo groves swayed beneath the force of the storm, their long emerald stalks creaking softly while countless droplets slid down their surfaces like tears streaming from the face of a grieving spirit.The winds moved through the endless bamboo forest with low whispering cries, causing the leaves to rustle in a melancholic rhythm as though the entire realm itself was mourning something unseen.Then—Oasis appeared.His figure materialized at the very same place where he had first entered the sphere years ago during his battle against Rurik. He stood within the small training field beside the modest garden and the lone building that rested quietly amidst the endless sea of bamboo.Rain immediately drenched him.Water streamed down his

Kyoku Shirabe stood facing a member of the Abyssal Core, his flute spinning gracefully through the rain while waves of invisible sound pressure distorted the surrounding air itself.Beside him—Venak clashed violently against another enemy.Blade against claws.Mist against crimson demonic aura.The battlefield around them was littered with corpses.Bodies from both the Western Alliance and the Abyssal Core lay scattered across the soaked earth. Blood flowed through puddles as rainwater continuously washed over the dead.Only Kyoku and Venak remained standing among their side while several allied cultivators nearby lay heavily injured upon the ground.Beyond the river and beyond the cliffs, countless other skirmishes continued erupting endlessly.“Mmhh… this rain is really persistent,” Venak thought calmly as he exchanged blows with his opponent. “And on top of that, these demons fight as if they do not feel pain at all.”At that moment Venak’s blade swung once.A trail of mist follow

The moment Oasis’s potent energy began to stir and dance around his frame, it was as though the very atmosphere inside the dark canopy had been dragged into a sudden, invisible pressure point.The air itself tightened. The wet ground around Oasis dried, moisture, and residual mana in the environment trembled as faint ripples spread outward from his presence.Kivic and Hudo both reacted instinctively—just a slight flinch at first, the kind of reaction born from a warrior’s sharpened instinct sensing something beyond expectation.Yet in the same breath, Kivic’s expression hardened. His eyes narrowed sharply as he deliberately pushed his martial aura outward in response, refusing to yield even a fraction of ground.The surrounding mana, previously unstable due to the clash of presences, began to surge upward like a rising tide under his command, as if answering his will and attempting to drown Oasis’s influence in raw pressure and dominance.“Don’t think highly of yourself, kid,” Kivic m

As Kivic was propelled through the air, his body moved with terrifying speed, like a meteor tearing through the storm-darkened forest. The force from Oasis’s punch had not merely launched him backward—it had blasted him across the battlefield with enough momentum to distort the rain around him.The heavy streams of water pouring from the towering canopy split apart around his flying body, while the dark crimson aura surrounding him trailed behind like a demonic comet streaking through the forest.Yet even while moving at such monstrous speed, Kivic’s right arm twitched and moved rapidly.Crack.Crunch.The sound of bones shifting and grinding echoed repeatedly beneath the thunderous rain.His shattered arm trembled unnaturally as demonic energy surged through it in violent waves. Muscles tightened and twisted beneath the skin while the broken bones visibly realigned themselves with horrifying speed.Veins bulged darkly beneath his flesh as his regenerative abilities forcefully reconst