Vanh snorted, and his sword pulsed with a dazzling light. He moved his immortal power and activated one of his most powerful offensive Magical Techniques.
"Sword God's Execution!"
With his shout, in the very next second, countless golden blades filled the air, exuding a terrifying power. As they tore through space, their light was so intense that no one dared to look at them directly.
It was a horrifying move, ant to leave no chance of escape. Millions of golden blades ford a golden torrent that fell on Darian from every direction.
At that mont, another dagger appeared in Darian's hand, and a terrifying bluish light erupted. He moved and struck directly at that torrent of golden blades, causing deafening explosions.
Countless blades shattered in all directions. Even so, Darian's body was still injured by several of them.
Vanh was stunned. That dagger was emitting nothing more than simple elental water power. Yet it was incredibly efficient and frightening, as if the blades were crashing into the waters of an ocean, their impact being easily absorbed.
But that didn't change much. The blades were made of energy; after being shattered, the golden torrent rged again and fell upon Darian like a golden dragon.
In an instant, blood covered Darian once more. Even so, he fought nimbly, defending himself and healing at the sa ti.
Although his body had reached a monstrous level of power, it was still being slowly broken. That made it clear just how sharp those golden blades were.
He had a lot of White power, and thanks to that, those injuries didn't pose a fatal threat. Feeling the attacks grow stronger, Darian roared and actually took the initiative to dive into that golden maelstrom.
Darian pushed forward to stop that flood of blades from gaining more strength. Eleri danced in his hands, cutting nonstop, and the shattered golden runes dyed the world in a new shade.
Even when destroyed, the energies rged again and kept attacking him in an endless torrent.
Still, that move failed to stop Darian. On the contrary, he slowly advanced toward Vanh.
Vanh wasn't an idiot. He understood that Darian's strengths were his defenses and his healing, and he knew he couldn't stay trapped in a battle of attrition forever. So he chose to slowly wear him down, keeping his distance and not giving him any chances to act.
Darian got a bit closer; then Vanh began to retreat.
But…
"!"
Suddenly, Vanh's eyes widened as he turned around. Erging from the void, completely outside his senses, a sharp light appeared at his back.
"What?!"
It was a dagger, pulsing with a terrifying wind elent, completely above the level of power that should be possible. It was a force coming directly from the Laws of the world, erupting within that dagger.
Darian smiled inwardly. With the powers of fire and lightning Annihilation that he had absorbed, his master had created two runes in his body. But she had also taken advantage of that to do the sa with his three daggers. All three absorbed it perfectly and could unleash, a single ti, a terrifying explosive force, just like Darian himself.
Because of that, Awel had beco a frightening assassin. She could hide perfectly within the environnt and appear with a devastating attack, completely out of nowhere.
Vanh turned abruptly, striking with his sword. If that hit him directly, he wouldn't co out unscathed. But at the sa ti…
*Blinding Break*
Darian hadn't moved closer for nothing. He had coordinated everything so both attacks would hit at the sa ti.
**BOOOOM!**
The sky and the land shook. That power made people's hearts tighten. It was a double, apocalyptic attack.
This ti, everyone outside was prepared and wasn't thrown backward. When everything began to settle at the center of the explosion, people saw Vanh standing on the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his lips.
That devastating blow… had only lightly injured him.
The two stared at each other, as if imrsed in a complete flow. Darian's gaze seed completely devoid of emotion; he had never felt so carefree before.
Thanks to the new technique, Darian felt that before, it was like being a beggar sitting on top of a mountain of gold. He had imnse power, but didn't know how to fully release it.
Now, in that battle, all the power of his four cores was erupting, and he was learning to use it better with every move. The feeling of being able to destroy even the sky and the earth set his blood ablaze. His thirst for battle exploded.
*RUMBLE!*
The two shot toward each other once again.
The sword and the dagger t suddenly. Tir was the best dagger for direct, physical clashes like that, thanks to its Earth power.
The collision was like a teor hitting a planet, and an aura of annihilation spread like a supernova.
"Astral World Blade!"
"Azure Dragon Slash!"
"Heavenly Division!"
Vanh unleashed absurdly terrifying Magical Techniques one after another. His immortal power twisted and shifted constantly. Each technique was a supre force, capable of destroying everything.
Yet no matter how much energy he used, Darian faced him head-on. He was brutally injured, shattered, felt like his body was about to break apart, but still managed to avoid fatal blows and any decisive attempt from Vanh.
He healed, attacked, and defended at the sa ti, in a violent and terrifying battle.
At that mont, Darian realized he had barely grasped even a superficial strand of the technique ru had taught him. In fact, not even she knew the full extent of that new power; she had only created it and handed it to Darian so he could develop it on his own.
To Darian, it felt as if the four cores were connecting and creating new paths throughout his body. The synchronization between them kept growing, and at the sa ti, his power increased.
That relaxing sensation of feeling all his power grow brought an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
As ti went on, he beca more and more familiar with that new technique and its nuances. His movents gradually beca more efficient and graceful.
Vanh, on the other hand, was getting increasingly alard. He could clearly feel that even though Darian was losing energy with every passing second, his overall combat capability was actually increasing instead of decreasing.
But Vanh couldn't do anything about it.
His offensive power wasn't enough. He couldn't kill Darian directly and had no choice but to force him to exhaust all of his power first.
As for his speed, which was essentially perfect movent through space, it was surprisingly ineffective against Darian. He always reacted instantly, like a true god of battle.
When it ca to defense, Vanh could feel that the power of Darian's technique, or even his daggers alone, could severely injure him if he made even the slightest mistake. So all he could do was maintain absolute focus and keep applying pressure.
*BOOM! BOOOM!! BOOOOM!!!*
The fight between the two turned that vast space into a death zone. Spatial rifts filled the entire area.
All the spectators could do was watch, using all their strength just to protect themselves. Even from far away, the power spilling outward felt like blades cutting into their faces.
"Hehe… Dan is having fun and getting stronger with every second," Niara murmured, her eyes shining.
Alear also watched completely relaxed, influenced by the confidence of her adoptive mother.
An entire hour passed quickly, with the two fully imrsed in that battle.
*Blinding Break*
At that mont, Darian found a new opening and attacked with full power.
Vanh snorted, feeling that this ti Darian had attacked too rashly. He activated his spatial power just to evade when, suddenly, his eyes widened.
Inside his body, the flow of power coming from his spiritual root had beco absurdly slow. Only then did he realize that a sinister poison had infiltrated him.
"This… water elent."
In Darian's hands, there were always two daggers. One of them was Eleri, which had also activated the maximum power it gained from that Heavenly Annihilation. It could use that power in many different ways, since the water elent was known for its extre flexibility.
In perfect sync with Darian, it silently activated its power, creating water in a vapor state. That power was at such a high level that even Vanh failed to notice it, as it slowly invaded his body.
The mont Darian attacked, Eleri released everything, causing Vanh's body to fail to respond properly.
**CRACK!!!**
Darian's attack hit him squarely in the chest, and the violent sound of bones shattering echoed throughout the world.
This ti, there were no massive explosions of destructive power or anything like that. It was as if everything had been perfectly controlled and guided in a single direction.
In the skies, Darian breathed heavily.
Throughout this fight, he had completely mastered the power of his cores. That made the power of his offensive technique even more concentrated and deadly.
His power gathered exactly where he wanted it with a simple thought. There was no more stiffness or waste. It could be said that the current Darian had finally touched the threshold of power beyond the mortal level.
Amid the destruction, a figure appeared on the ground, slowly standing up.
Vanh took a deep breath, but inside he was shaken. Darian, without a doubt, would be capable of killing a complete immortal in the very near future. He only had seven rings, yet he was already able to fight against him, who wielded 60% of that power.
Vanh felt he had made the right decision. If he had waited just a little longer, and Darian had reached even eight rings, he would no longer have had any chance.
If Darian reached nine rings… Vanh felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it. At that point, Darian might already be capable of defeating a weaker Spiritual Sovereign in a direct fight.
Everyone outside stared at Darian, hypnotized. His hair danced in the wind, a thin layer of primordial power circulated around him, and a multicolored light shimred across his clothes.
Now, Darian's aura was completely different from before. It was even more domineering and cold. Just looking at the current Darian made people's hearts race.
However, sothing just as shocking was that even after that devastating attack, Vanh had still stood back up as if he were completely fine.
In truth, he had suffered extrely severe injuries. All of his bones were broken, and his organs were nearly destroyed. But… that body was already dead.
Living people, when they suffer heavy injuries, lose vital energy, which weakens them. Vanh no longer had any of that. No matter the damage, his form would not weaken.
Vanh's current power ca from the curse he had absorbed from the other mbers of the Wube family. That was what allowed him to perfectly use 60% of his immortal power. Once everything ended, he would have to abandon that body and return to being just an immortal soul, with power that was almost completely unstable.
Darian calmly looked at Vanh on the ground.
'I only have 10% of my White power left for healing. Tir is the only one that hasn't used everything it has yet. And I can still use Blinding Break one more ti…'
He reviewed everything he still had left. anwhile, Vanh clearly hadn't used even a third of the power he possessed and hadn't suffered any truly crippling damage that would stop him from continuing.
Despite the massive growth, the situation hadn't changed at all. With every passing second, death drew closer and closer to Darian. He needed to find a way to win.
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