The Battle of Elder WiyasaElder Wiyasa’s eyes focused on the men dressed in black, who were slaughtering the soldiers of the Purareksa Kingdom. On one hand, he wanted to rush forward and face them directly, but on the other hand, he had to ensure the safety of King Damarjaya, just as Arya had entrusted him.“Your Majesty should retreat at once. Your life will be at stake if you remain here,” said Elder Wiyasa.“How could I run and save myself while my soldiers fight to the death, Elder?” King Damarjaya objected.“The future of the Purareksa Kingdom is still long, Your Majesty. If you fall here, then the sacrifice of your soldiers will be in vain. I beg you to retreat, and let me join the battle to support our warriors.”King Damarjaya hesitated. He was reluctant to leave, but after careful thought, he realized that the words of his former advisor carried truth.“Very well, Elder. But if the situation cannot be maintained, it would be better for you to withdraw the troops.”“Yes, Your

The Eternal Flame SwordElder Wiyasa, who had not fought in a long time, was troubled by the sudden attack launched by Ki Bajul Kenanga. His movements were severely restricted, as his body could not penetrate the thick red aura that continuously swirled around him. It left him with little choice—he could only block the relentless strikes without being able to counterattack.Before Elder Wiyasa could even catch his breath, a massive surge of energy suddenly came from above. Dawang Awuk, leaping high from within the circle of red aura, unleashed a powerful slash aimed directly at his head.“The Eternal Flame Sword!” Dawang Awuk roared. Almost all the strength within him was poured into this signature technique. His blade was engulfed in blazing flames.Elder Wiyasa knew that the attack could kill him or at the very least leave him gravely injured. Even if he managed to block it, there was still the danger of an opportunistic strike from below while his guard was open. The old man was fo

Rengga vs. Benggala SuraBenggala Sura tried to read the energy of the man standing before him. Once he sensed it, his smile widened slightly. “It turns out our strengths are not far apart. So, I don’t have to fear you that much,” he said before drawing the short spear slung across his shoulder.The black-path warrior, over sixty years old, spun his spear once before moving in to strike Rengga.The iron spear, less than a meter long and made of brass, rang sharply each time it moved. The red aura radiating from the weapon grew thicker and thicker.Rengga did not remain still. He certainly would not allow himself to be cut down by the sharp spearhead. Quickly, he drew the golden-iron staff given to him by Sarwana and flashed forward, blocking Benggala Sura’s fierce strikes.Small explosions rang out each time their sacred weapons clashed. Both of their hands trembled from the force of colliding energies.In a relatively short span, they had already exchanged more than fifty blows. So f

Trying to EscapeBenggala Sura gasped. If he hadn’t been quick enough to dodge, his body might have been pierced from head to rear like a roasted goat.“Damn it! My conviction was wrong,” Benggala Sura muttered. Only now did he realize that his opponent truly had the strength worthy of defeating Nyi Langkir.After throwing himself to the side and rolling across the ground several times, Benggala Sura was forced to leap far away as the long yellow iron staff swept toward his body.“Damn!” he cursed under his breath.Blarr!A small explosion rang out as dirt scattered under the strike of Rengga’s weapon.“How long do you think you can keep dodging?” Rengga taunted while using his now-shortened staff as a springboard to propel himself forward.Benggala Sura was stunned—the speed of his opponent suddenly multiplied several times.Bugh!A kick from Rengga landed squarely on the chest of the leader of the Fire Spear Sect, sending him staggering back more than a dozen steps before collapsing

Dawang Awuk could not contain his shock as he watched Arya’s body dart toward him. What terrified him even more was the fact that the young man was grinning at him.“Damn it! How can he smile in a situation like this?” he muttered under his breath.On the other side, Bajul Kenanga along with the Twin Tunjungs could only hold their breath and gape at Arya’s decision. None of them had expected Arya to seize the opportunity created when Dawang Awuk became separated from the group.“Let’s help Dawang Awuk!” shouted Bajul Kenanga as he shot forward, leaving the Twin Tunjungs to immediately follow.But their actions came too late. Arya had already closed the distance with Dawang Awuk and unleashed a flurry of rapid strikes.At first, Dawang Awuk managed to dodge and leap away from the attacks. But the nature of the Dragon Hunter Sword technique was never to release its prey—it pursued wherever the old man tried to evade.“You won’t kill me that easily, bastard!” Dawang Awuk roared after nar