CRACK—!!CRACK—!!!!!!A sharp, violent sound of fracturing structures echoed violently within Draven's conscious realm. The immediate impact sent him staggering backward through the thin air as an unbearable, agonizing surge of mental pain took root. Oasis's specialized spiritual assault swept forward like an invisible tidal wave, violently attempting to invade, dismantle, and lay waste to the inner sanctuaries of Draven's mind. Deep within his conscious realm, defensive seals groaned under the pressure and collapsed into shattered spiritual fragments.Oasis didn't waste a single millisecond of the opening he had created.Acting with absolute, cold-blooded precision, Oasis snapped his right hand upward, locking his fingers into an intricate seal. In that exact instant, a brilliant flood of emerald and cyan runes exploded outward, weaving into existence a perfectly spherical barrier around his body that swirled and hummed with dense, primordial energy.Having deployed the absolute de

Then it happened in the next instant. The distance between them was now about a kilometer away. Oasis had moved a full kilometer backward after completely destroying the cauldron that was meant to seal him. He had perceived the intricate internal workings of Draven’s body with his pristine ocular vision, accurately predicting the violent explosion that inevitably followed when Draven unleashed his unbridled power.!!!In a blink—no, even way before a single blink could occur—Draven moved. He covered the entire kilometer of spatial separation in an invisible flash, materializing directly before the glowing sphere while wearing a face that spoke of absolute coldness and total, ruthless detachment. A thick, suffocating veil of dark golden aura danced furiously around his frame.He extended his palm in that exact microsecond.Per Oasis’s heightened perception, Draven appeared to be moving so agonizingly slow, but in reality, within those few milliseconds, he was accelerating at a terrif

Oasis wore a look of intense shock at first.His weak, battered body remained suspended in mid-air, held aloft solely by the dark golden aura Draven exerted, even as excruciating pain radiated through his entire physical frame.Refusing to waste another microsecond on shock, Oasis pushed through the agony as his mind raced, dissecting his predicament. He calculated every variable, processing the massive flood of information that now rushed into his mind. Just as Draven had deduced, every single detail of what had transpired during the halted time flooded directly into Oasis's conscious realm. He vividly replayed the memory of Draven stepping closer, the dialogue, the calculated intent, and the precise moment the seal was slammed into his lower torso.At first, Oasis tried to ignore the lingering mental shock and attempted to forcibly circulate his mana.!!!Nothing happened. His channels were dead silent.He pushed again, desperately willing his energy to move.Nothing.As he endured

At this point, most of the cultivators within the smaller camps down below had already become acutely aware of the elders hovering high up in the sky. Whispers began to ripple rapidly throughout the lower camps, spreading like wildfire from one anxious group to another as everyone gestured toward the clouds, their hearts heavy with dread, endlessly wondering what really was transpiring on the battlefield.Then, without wasting any more time, the surviving elders were seen streaking across the heavens, fleeing directly toward the mountain peaks of the upper camps. From the perspective of the low-tier cultivators watching from the ground, the fleeing masters appeared as faint, frantic blurs against the sky. Simultaneously, Venak, Daku, and Du Shiye were seen breaking away from the retreat, shooting through the air in the exact opposite direction—heading straight toward the dangerous, unknown north.At the exact same time, deep within the elite quarters of the lower camps, Kyoku sudden

Dark golden aura danced wildly around Draven as it bent and distorted the very space in his immediate vicinity. Violent, suffocating Enlightened Realm suppression danced through the air like a heavy tempest. The small mystic beast perched upon his shoulder let out a low, aggressive growl, its glowing eyes fixed in a lethal glare toward Oasis, matching the sheer, piercing rage radiating from Draven’s face.Oasis simply stared right back at him in that tense microsecond.“Am I supposed to be intimidated by that?” Oasis said smoothly to Draven, his tone carrying a cool indifference that defied the overwhelming pressure.Where any other cultivator would have fainted on the spot or been reduced to a trembling, broken wreck under such terrifying aura, Oasis stood firm. Yet, this unyielding physical exposure to this level of energy without active, circulating mana to buffer his body took a severe, agonizing toll on his internal frame. Streams of dark blood began to leak from his nose once