Vesta, upon receiving and hearing exactly what Oasis had relayed to him via their private soul link, did not showcase a single ounce of fear. Instead, a chilling, maniacal smile slowly spread across his youthful features. His golden eyes glowed with a sudden, predatory brilliance, and his radiant cyan aura shimmered violently around his small frame. For a brief moment, his cyan hair seemed to dance and ripple as if caught in an invisible, localized vortex. He fixed his gaze directly toward the towering form of Zabaka, utterly unbothered, while the older masters around him were left frantically wondering what was exactly about to transpire between the two leaders.“Don't dare blame me for this! Your own pathetic leader is the one who has ultimately decided your grim fate today!” Zabaka roared toward the alliance ranks. He spoke to the assembled crowd with a towering, absolute confidence that he had never raised before on this battlefield, his voice carrying the weight of an executi

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Vesta’s scorching threads violently collided with the colossal, descending attack of Zabaka. The demonic lord was now completely taken aback, his mind reeling as he struggled to understand what was going on. He could acutely sense the overbearing and suffocating Saint Realm aura erupting from directly behind his back—an energy that felt fundamentally different from Oasis’s own primordial signature, carrying the raw, absolute weight of a true sovereign.“Did I get played from the very start? Was I actually nothing more than a blind pawn in this brat’s game?” Zabaka thought frantically, his massive face turning a shade of pale gray despite still desperately maintaining his mana and spiritual control over the descending crimson palm.Then, he suddenly realized the true extent of the horror unfolding below him.“What?! Impossible!!” he muttered in sheer disbelief.Lines of glowing cyan light began fracturing his masterpiece. Before his eyes, the hyper-

Oasis, after calling out to Zabaka across the vast expanse of the ruined field, still had a dense, rapid torrent of tactical and physiological calculations running through his thoughts. He hovered silently in the sky, his piercing azure gaze looking down at the towering demon on the blood-soaked ground below, who was visibly horrified by the sudden annihilation of his entire vanguard.As he hung suspended in the air, Oasis was actively realizing something critical about his internal energy system and the current limits of his physical vessel.“Previously, when I was at a lower cultivation stage and drank the liquid elixir from the Pond of Eternal Youth, a single vial could effortlessly restore my entire being fully to its absolute peak. But now…” Oasis thought, his brow narrowing slightly as he experimentally clenched his fist for a moment to gauge the density of his internal system. “Now, without a single shred of doubt, I can clearly tell that just barely above half of my maximum

“And to my eyes, and the specific way you just moved now,” Altima spoke to Oasis, his gaze narrowing into two predatory slits as he assessed the boy's posture, “you don't look one bit like a human being. So, what exactly are you, kid? And how on earth were you able to unleash that catastrophic level of strength?" "Without a single shred of doubt, my senses can distinctly tell that you are still nothing but a beginner Enlightened cultivator. But your actual, baseline cultivation realm doesn't correlate in the slightest with what you just did in our small exchange. So, boy, I ask you again: what are you?”Altima spoke with an absolute authority that demanded immediate answers from Oasis, and to enforce his query, he violently unleashed his raw, unfiltered murderous intent into the open air.The murderous intent was so dense, heavy, and physically concentrated that it actually took a visible form. It manifested as a dark, miasmic fog that condensed and shifted through the sky, moving l

“This kid is really amazing,” Altima thought to himself, his eyes gleaming as he stared unblinkingly at Oasis. “If what they say about martial mages is true, then this kid is either an absolute, once-in-a-generation genius, or he has had extremely fruitful encounters with treasures. Or he might have been born with a natural mana heart that is way larger than normal to perfectly compensate for the severe structural flaws inherent to his hybrid path.”He gazed intently at Oasis, noting with growing fascination that the youth remained entirely calm. Oasis merely gazed back at Altima, his azure eyes showing not even a single fraction of fear or hesitation in the presence of a supreme Abyssal Lord.“Furthermore, when I suddenly appeared here from across the distance, it was as if the kid already knew exactly when I was coming and precisely where my body would manifest in space. This kid can actively track my high-speed movements and react just as quickly to them. Is this supernatural ref