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Chapter 312: Blood and Greed.
And from the west, just near the borderlands between Elderrest and Ignis Vale, four figures weaved between tall flame trees and jagged mossy ridges.They moved with silent coordination, each cloaked in olive-green robes, the fabric weathered and speckled with dirt and soot from days of pursuit.On their backs, their cloaks bore a crest—a twisted root coiling around a spearhead.It was unmistakable: The Ginsenbark Guild, infamous across Verdantia for their ruthless pursuit of debtors, deserters, and bounties.The sky above them rumbled low with distant magical turbulence, casting pale orange pulses across their faces.It came from the east—where the battle between Oasis and the Solarclaw Tiger raged.“What’s going on here… what magical pressure is that?” one of them muttered, his arms folded, expression tight.His eyes, unusually wide, scanned the glowing horizon. “And who’s fighting such a beast? The aura coming from it—at least A-Rank, no question.”Another stepped forward, holding a
Chapter 311: Uninvited Bugs.
Earlier…Huff huff huff!!!Venak’s breath came in shallow, controlled rasps. With each exhale, sweat hissed as it vaporized before even touching his chest. His Mist Veil stirred, a swirling cloak of ethereal haze around him. He steadied himself, blade gripped firm.“I’ve really reached my limit,” he muttered, voice low, eyes locked on the Solarclaw Tiger licking its wounds.A final trickle of silver mana dripped from his fingertips.Suddenly, the tiger’s aura shifted—no longer just blazing, but dark and ominous, oppressive as a storm about to break.The skies dimmed perceptibly, charged with sinister malice.The beast rose to its full height, each movement deliberate. Its massive form looked almost leisurely—like a bored predator toying with a bug.It fixed its gaze on Venak, eyes half-closed as if he were beneath notice, then glanced up at the pillar where Oasis stood.But then its gaze snapped back—focused, calculating.Without warning—the beast swiped its massive paw forward with
Chapter 310: Ten Thousand Venom Palms.
“Mmmh… it’s back,” Du Shiye muttered inwardly, eyes narrowing at the beast that now stood before him.The mystic beast stood still, its hulking frame outlined by burning coals embedded in its fur, glowing with flickers of flame.Thick, acrid mist pulsed off its body, tainted with fiery poison. Its breath came in heavy bursts, its chest rising and falling like a volcano threatening to erupt.Its eyes locked on Shiye’s—unblinking, unwavering, filled with primal intelligence. It wasn’t attacking yet. It was daring him to.“So it was avoiding unnecessary fights… but now that it’s cornered, it knows—the only path left is battle.”Shiye’s thoughts sharpened like a blade as the ape huffed heavily, nostrils flaring, steam escaping with each breath.Behind him, Vesta, the cyan phoenix in eagle form, hovered silently, the last traces of fire flickering beneath her wings.“Vesta… she keeps morphing again and again. I’ll never understand how sacred beasts work,” he thought, glancing briefly at he
Chapter 309: Scar-Relishing tempering.
Slash!! Slash!! Slash!!The mist danced and trembled with each strike. Venak moved unseen, a phantom of motion in the zero-visibility fog.His blade carved across the same point again and again, like water wearing down stone. The sound of his sword cutting flesh and fur became rhythmic—almost hypnotic—yet devastating in its repetition.With each pass, the blade dug deeper, bypassing fur, muscle, and finally reaching into sinew.Mist surged in harmony with every step and motion, shrouding him in ghostly cover.The Solarclaw Tiger, massive and burning like a furnace, snarled—then growled low, its tone shifting.The beast’s growl morphed from defiant rage to frustration and pain.It echoed like a low thunderclap, reverberating through the charred battlefield.Its limbs twitched as pain signals rippled through its nerves, foreign sensations to a creature so used to dominance.“Mmmh… it’s starting to realize even a lesser being can draw blood,” Oasis mused, perched calmly atop a the pillar
Chapter 308: Who is hunting who?
Then—up north, far beyond the scorched carnage of the Solarclaw Tiger in Verdantia…A group cut through the forest skies like mana arrows: the Bluemoon brothers—Zenon, Zion, and Zane—with their elite retainers: Lancelot, Eirene, Troy, Axel, Ragar, and Melven.They moved as a fluid formation, slipping through the towering emerald canopies of the Celestwood Highlands, trees so ancient and tall their crowns vanished into the heavens, their trunks wide as temples.They flew swiftly—a blur of mana distort, wind-wrapped silhouettes, and faint streaks of mana pulsing with each controlled step on the air.The forest wind howled around them, scattering leaves and branches in their wake, but the group remained focused, unaware of what lurked just behind.They were being hunted.But they didn’t know it yet.“We’ve been moving for hours already,” Zenon thought, blue eyes glancing sideways, though his expression was calm.He glanced over his shoulder briefly.His eyes fell on his youngest brother—
Chapter 307: I am worthy.
Crack!! Crack!!Something ruptured within Venak’s body—deep, visceral. It began in his dantian, the core where his mana circulated, then echoed violently through his mana heart, the vital center of his energy flow.For weeks, he had unknowingly suffered under the weight of Oasis’s overwhelming cultivation suppression—an invisible pressure that had sealed his growth like a cork in a bottle.But now, as he forced mana to circulate, gritting his teeth and trembling with strain, something gave way.It was like trying to open a locked gate with sheer will—and the hinges finally began to scream.Silver mana leaked from his pores, first in thin threads, then in streams.His Mist Veil, once faint and barely clinging to him, thickened rapidly, cloaking him in a dense, swirling cloud of ethereal fog.The air around him chilled, moistened, and shimmered.BOOOOM!!!A massive pulse exploded from within him. Waves of raw mana surged outward in rings of distorted space, kicking up ash, mist, and glo
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