“What is he doing?” Prince Kalasekti thought to himself, his brows tightening in disbelief. The surge of energy radiating from his opponent grew exponentially in a matter of seconds. He could see the young warrior raise his blade toward the heavens, drawing in the forces of nature that circled the entire mountain peak.The Four Elements Sword in Arya’s hand pulsed with a blinding brilliance. Its radiance outshone even the infernal energy that Prince Kalasekti had unleashed when he first appeared on the battlefield.From a distance, Sarwana and his companions—who had just finished annihilating the last of the demon army—watched intently. Unease crept through their hearts. Even the monkeys perched upon the treetops, creatures usually untamed and fearless, began to shiver as the air thickened with tension.Among all of them, Arya shared the deepest bond with the monkeys of the hidden valley. Years of hunting in the forest had taught him to understand their instincts and emotions, to reco

Synopsis Since childhood, Jalu had been trained as a warrior of the Dark Sect. After leaving Skull Island, he was given a mission by his master—to unite the martial world under one rule. His master, the most powerful dark warrior with eternal life, had been exiled and imprisoned by the Celestial Deities on that very island, unable to leave until his sentence was fulfilled. Yet fate took an unexpected turn. Jalu’s heart changed after meeting an old hermit who opened his eyes to the truth. He turned away from the path of darkness and embraced the way of light. In the end, destiny led him to face his own master—the immortal dark warrior who had been released from Skull Island through the will of a demon.Sea Phantom Pirates“Hurry, my wife! The ship is about to set sail!” shouted a handsome man around twenty-seven years old. A sword hung across his back, and in his hands, he carried a medium-sized wooden chest as he ran.Beside him, a beautiful young woman — no older than twenty-three

Two remaining pirates aboard a small boat hurriedly untied the mooring ropes, paddling hard to pursue the fleeing ship. But before they could go far, thunder roared across the heavens. Thick clouds gathered and darkened the sky, rolling like a tide of shadows, while violent winds whipped through the open sea.“Forget the chase! Turn back, now!” the pirate leader bellowed as he saw the storm rise with terrifying speed.Then came the deluge — rain poured from the heavens, drenching the sea in a torrential fury. Lightning flashed again and again, splitting the night apart. Amid the chaos, Nilam’s frail body clung to a wooden chest as the waves tossed her about like a leaf in a tempest. The pirate ship, already taken by the Sea Ghosts, drifted farther and farther away until it vanished completely into the storm’s maw.---At the edge of a white-sanded shore, an old man — ragged, disheveled, his clothes torn and weathered by salt and time — trudged along the coastline, cursing under his br

“Don’t worry. I have my own way to get you off this island,” the old man said calmly.Caraka stood up, carrying a wooden chest into the hut. Moments later, he came out again, his eyes sharp with purpose. “Now, come with me,” he said.Without hesitation, Jalu followed his grandfather’s footsteps toward the small forest that lay beyond the hut. The air was thick with the scent of damp soil and salt from the sea breeze.After nearly an hour of walking, the two of them reached the edge of the forest. Before them rose a cliff—rugged and steep, no less than twenty meters high.“Come on, Jalu!”Caraka leapt upward in a single fluid motion. Jalu, following closely behind, pushed off the ground and landed beside him on the top of the cliff with remarkable lightness.“Look over there.”Caraka pointed toward a massive boulder shaped like a human skull. Its hollow eye sockets faced the ocean, forever grinning at the endless waves.“That’s the reason this place is called Skull Island,” he said, hi

Could it be true? The question echoed in Jalu’s mind like a drumbeat. A chilling thought began to take shape — perhaps it was the Sea Ghost Pirates who had forced his mother to throw herself into the ocean all those years ago, sacrificing everything to save him.“Let me face them,” Jalu said suddenly, his voice low but firm. “You both should stay here and lock the door.”He rose swiftly, grabbing the Lightning Sword that hung upon the wall. The blade glimmered faintly under the wavering lantern light as he turned toward the door.Lady Sundari and her husband, Aji, froze. For a heartbeat, neither of them could speak. It was only when Jalu’s hand touched the door that their paralysis broke.“Jalu, no! Don’t fight them,” Lady Sundari pleaded, her voice trembling. “Those pirates are ruthless. It’s better to hand over our goods than lose your life!”“Don’t worry, Aunt,” Jalu replied, his tone calm yet resolute. “I’ll be fine. Stay inside and do not come out until I return.”He didn’t wait