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Dragon’s Wrath Unleashed
Author: Jimmy-Chuuu
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Ever since his name first became known, no one had ever seen Aiden Bloodstone's face. He wore a mask all the time.

Rumors spoke of a curse, of a face so beautiful it could entrance demons or so horrifying it could turn allies to stone—none knew the truth.

No one had even seen him while eating, as people curiously wondered how Aiden could eat without removing his mask.

Some whispered that he sustained himself on qi alone, having transcended the need for mortal nourishment through forbidden cultivation techniques.

Aiden was ranked second on the Almaria Continent's list of talented young stars. His reputation preceded him like a shadow at sunset, stretching far beyond his actual presence.

Lastly Guo Jiang gazed at the phenomenal figure in the East, the Cedar Forest there. The ancient trees had parted to make way for this legendary figure.

Avril Windrider, the first-ranked youngster on the world's young star list. He looked haughty.

His jade-white sword, Windcleaver, hung at his side, the
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    The sound of the sword squeaking resounded as the giant wind sword made a stabbing motion at Guo Jiang's body. The noise was like metal against stone, a grating screech that set teeth on edge and disturbed the very air.Illumiulso Persoego! Guo Jiang's counter-spell resonated with ancient power, each word seeming to freeze the very air as it was spoken.The curse slid from Guo Jiang's lips, which resulted in an ice crystal claw emerging from the void. The manifestation began as a swirl of frost in the air, quickly coalescing into a massive appendage of perfect, translucent ice.Now his ice claws had become much larger in size, as Guo Jiang's spiritual level rose in the Half Step - Pseudo Spirit of Sage realm. The construct was the size of a small house, each finger ending in a point that could pierce stone as easily as flesh.BOOM! The collision of opposing forces sent a shockwave across the arena, disturbing the snow in concentric rings that spread outward from the point of impact.T

  • Silent Wings Over Frozen Ground.

    Any practitioner who had broken through the Meteor realm to the demigod-half immortal level, they were experts who could fly by forming wings on their back using Qi energy! This was the visible manifestation of having one foot in the mortal realm and one in the divine.Guo Jiang planted his feet on the snowflakes, at the edge of the floating arena. His descent was graceful and controlled, each movement precise as a calligrapher's brush stroke.There were no marks at all, everything looked as before. His control was so perfect that not a single crystal of ice was disturbed by his arrival.The snow was devoid of footprints, looking similar to the actions of Avril Windrider who rode the wind and set foot on a pile of snow. Both combatants demonstrated mastery over the elements, though through entirely different systems of power.Although he did not make a sound, with just a glance, Avril looked towards the shadowy stands. His eyes narrowed as he observed the reaction of the crowd to his

  • Tempest of the Wind Serpent.

    "You'll see. I'll get you killed at the first opportunity." Avril's eyes flashed. Golden sparks of magical energy danced in his irises, betraying the power he was struggling to contain.His breathing was ragged, while his face instantly turned red. His chest heaved with each breath, the fabric of his emerald robes straining against his tensed muscles."Hahaha!" Guo Jiang laughed happily. The sound echoed across the arena, clear and confident as mountain spring water.This was what he wanted from Avril. Such uncontrolled anger, it would make Guo Jiang have an easy chance of defeating an opponent who had darkened his eyes. As the Ancient Eastern Scripture says: "The warrior whose vision is clouded by rage has already lost half the battle."Guo Jiang was just about to continue his provocation, when the supernatural voice was heard. It resonated from everywhere and nowhere, vibrating through stone and air alike with authority that brooked no defiance."The duel between Avril Windrider ver

  • Whispers Beneath the Frosted Canopy.

    There was no snow on the summit of the Nalfrost arena that morning. The ancient stones gleamed with a frost-like sheen under the pale winter sun, their surfaces etched with runes of power that pulsed with faint blue light.Guo Jiang stood, on the north side among the snow-white Osmanthus trees. Their branches swayed gently in the mountain breeze, releasing a subtle fragrance that mingled with the crisp scent of winter.He was silent, looking like a sculpture carved by a master's hand. His midnight-blue robes rippled slightly in the cold wind, the embroidered silver phoenix on his collar catching the light with each subtle movement.Guo Jiang did not want to show off his aura, which now clearly showed that he was an expert at Meteor level one - also the magic power of Pseudo Master Spirit of Sage, or half-step to be called a full Spirit Sage. The air around him seemed unnaturally still, as if even the elements recognized his restraint.Amidst the cold wind, Guo Jiang thought to himself

  • Clash Beneath Crimson Skies.

    Afterward Guo Jiang fell unconscious, his spirit diving deep into the core to begin the dangerous process of integration. He slept until late at night, a day before the Nalfrost arena opened again for the next battle.The process this time felt longer than the previous Riding process, like swimming through an ocean of liquid fire. But Guo Jiang felt the impact of extraordinary benefits flowing through every cell of his body."My physical strength is now at the realm of a one-Star Meteor, my bones harder than refined steel, and my spiritual strength is a Spirit master Pseudo Sage - half a step to being called a master sage of spirit!""This is the best achievement in recent years, surpassing even my sect's expectations!" Guo Jiang thought happily, feeling the power coursing through his meridians like rivers of liquid lightning.He was currently twenty years old, four years on from the mission from Ice Island to the Silver Dragon Archipelago - soon the boundary portal on the Eshera Cont

  • Silent Hunt in Osmanthus.

    It was a quiet night at the top of the Nalfrost arena, where the spirits of ancient warriors were said to walk among the living. There was only the sound of the wind blowing through the branches of the Osmanthus trees, carrying whispers of forgotten battles and lost loves.Occasionally a flake of snow fell to the ground, with a sound like raindrops on silk, each crystal perfect in its formation.The shadow flashed between the Osmanthus trees, which were covered in thick snow that muffled all sound like nature's own silencing technique. Its eyes were bright as polished jade, reflecting the moonlight with predatory intensity, its demeanor agile and dexterous like a hunting cat.He must be an expert, his movements speaking of years spent perfecting the art of silent death. Its body floated like someone performing the legendary lightness skill, defying gravity with each graceful step.Each movement was light as a feather touched by morning dew. When his feet touched the branches and twigs

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