2025-06-13 11:06:10The demon warlord had just enough time to turn his head when he heard Jian Ma's warning. Fortunately, his quick reflexes saved him from death. Mao Tung shifted his body slightly to the side, and the tip of the golden spear passed smoothly just in front of his stomach.
But Xiao Chen's attack didn’t end there. After his thrust was dodged, he immediately slashed his spear and struck Mao Tung's stomach with great force.
Crack!
The sound of breaking ribs was loud, coinciding with the powerful slash that hit its target.
Tan Hui screamed loudly as Xiao Chen’s slash forced him backward. Not only that, but several of his ribs broke, causing him to grimace in pain.
"Impossible! Wasn’t your body destroyed earlier?" Tan Hui asked, struggling to use his power to heal his injuries.
Xiao Chen grinned, revealing his white teeth. His sharp gaze remained fixed on the demon warlord.
"Didn’t I warn you earlier? Unfortunately, you
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The Death of Cokro
“Hurry—aid Cokro at once!” Suwarta commanded, his voice sharp with urgency as he watched his disciple stagger backward, his hand clutched in agony.Harsa nodded in silent acknowledgment, his massive frame moving with surprising grace as he stepped toward Cokro, who was still trying to shake off the searing pain that coursed through his arm. The tall master of the Soul Hunter Blade School fixed his gaze on Aji, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and arrogance.“Step aside,” Harsa said firmly, placing a hand on Cokro’s shoulder. “Let me show this upstart the true power of our order.”“Be careful, Harsa,” Cokro warned, wincing as he flexed his injured fingers. “He is not as weak as he appears—his strength runs deep.”“Fear not,” Harsa replied, a confident smirk playing at his lips. With one fluid motion, he drew the enormous blade slung across his back—its steel gleaming with an otherworldly sheen, forged from rare ore and tempered in sacred fires. “He will not stand a chance against t
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Rangga’s arrival, his face etched with a mixture of confusion and urgency, drew Aji’s immediate attention. The younger man paused mid-strike—his blade halting just inches from a dark disciple’s throat—as he turned to meet his brother-in-law’s gaze, a flicker of puzzlement crossing his own features.“We must go to aid those outside the walls!” Rangga declared, his voice tight with distress. The lines on his face spoke of a shock so profound it had left him struggling to comprehend what he had witnessed.“They are attacking beyond the compound too?” Aji’s brow furrowed with bewilderment. He had assumed the full force of the assault was focused on the Dragon Blade School itself—that the chaos within was the heart of their enemy’s design. He had never imagined it was merely a diversion, crafted to draw defenders away from the vulnerable villages beyond.“Worse than that,” Rangga replied, his jaw clenched with barely contained fury. “They are butchering innocent civilians—men, women, and c
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The moment Aji’s warning tore through the air, Ki Mangkubumi sprang into action. The Master of the Dragon Blade School let forth a thunderous shout, his voice carrying across the chaos that was already beginning to unfurl, commanding the royal special forces to spirit King Wanajaya away from the exposed seating area with all haste.And just as the order was given, battle erupted within the hallowed grounds of the compound Ki Mangkubumi had devoted his life to protecting.Followers of the dark path—led by Suwarta, Harsa, and Cokro—burst forth from their hiding places among the crowd, striking without mercy at every soul within reach. The air, once filled with cheers and excitement, was instantly shattered by pandemonium. Those who fell beneath the dark disciples’ blades let out long, piercing screams that cut through the air like shards of glass, each cry of agony stoking the terror that spread through the gathering like wildfire.Realizing they were under attack, Dragon Blade disciple
The Sudden Onslaught
“It appears our newly wedded pair has risen from their slumber,” King Wanajaya remarked, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his lips as his eyes settled upon the approaching couple. “Come, join us here by my side—your presence honors this gathering!”Aji let out a soft, warm chuckle, well-acquainted with the playful tone his sovereign was wont to use. With gentle grace, he guided Ratih toward the seats beside the King, and together they sank into the plush velvet cushions that adorned the royal benches—crafted from the finest mahogany and inlaid with threads of gleaming silver.The King leaned forward, bringing his lips close to Aji’s ear so that his words might remain between them alone. “Tell me,” he whispered, his voice carrying a mischievous lilt, “how many times did the night grant you joy?”Aji’s grin widened as he raised his hand, discreetly showing four fingers to the middle-aged monarch.Wanajaya’s brows shot upward in genuine surprise, so much so that he leaned back s
The Conspiracy of Assault
A middle-aged man clad in garments of deep crimson stood with rigid posture, his voice ringing with fervent indignation through the dimly lit chamber. Upon the left side of his chest, the emblem of two crossed sickles gleamed against the rich fabric. “King Wanajaya’s decree is an affront of the gravest nature, Master. Such contempt cannot be suffered in silence!”The elder who faced him—his long white beard flowing like cascading silver down his chest—clutched a black iron staff crowned with a carved skull at its head. His gaze, sharp as flint, fixed upon the man before him. “Cokro! We have gathered precisely for this purpose, have we not? Why must you speak as if our cause were not already clear to us all?”“Forgive me, Master Suwarta,” Cokro replied, his demeanor betraying the deep deference he held for the elder. As leader of the Twin Sickle School, he bore both authority and a palpable wariness toward the head of their order. “I did not mean to vex you. I only ask—when shall we ma
The First Night
“Your Grace, I accept your offer with utmost gratitude,” Sanjaya replied, his voice ringing with resolve. “Yet I must ask for time to prepare myself—for I confess, I have no knowledge of statecraft or the duties of court. But I am not one to shrink from learning; I will dedicate myself fully to mastering all that is required of me.”“Just as I knew you would say,” Aji interjected, a note of approval in his voice as he turned to the king. “Your Grace, I am certain that Sanjaya will prove to be a steadfast pillar of strength for the kingdom of Cakrabuana in the days to come.” With those words, he rose from his seat—for the sacred wedding rites were about to begin, and all eyes in the hall turned toward the ceremony that would unite two lives in bond eternal.“And one more thing, Sanjaya,” Aji added, pausing at the doorway to fix the younger man with a gaze that held the weight of mountains. “When you take your place in the palace, never let personal ambition overshadow the needs of the
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