The Rise of the Black Plain

When the tongue of that creature that looked like a giant frog returned to its mouth, Lance's body slowly fell to the ground, with a hole where his neck should have been.

His head had been completely crushed, so none of the surrounding area's witnesses saw any trace of it.

All they saw was the corpse of this promising young man, who seemed so alive a few moments ago but was dead now.

"Lance!" One of the Terry family members in the area shouted his name upon seeing such a situation. Still, now this and other people could only mourn.

Minos saw this from afar, from within the space under the influence of the Dark Sea, where he was directing yet another enemy into the black hole behind him.

'He died, huh?' He thought about it, being neither happy nor sad.

Lance was an annoying opponent who had irritated Minos on several occasions. But he was harmless, incapable of causing real trouble for this emperor.

Therefore, Minos did not hate Lance to the point of wishing this man dead, and naturally would not be happy about his death. After all, despite everything, that blond individual was fighting by his side, acting for the good of the Gray Clouds Sect.

On the other hand, Minos also had no reason to mourn the death of this fellow who had willingly left their offensive formation.

As a stone standing in Minos' way, Lance had done enough for this fellow to despise him and not give more than a few seconds of attention to his death.

'Looking on the bright side, now there will be no opposition left to me within that sect.' He pressed the struggling opponent harder, finally making such a person lose hope.

"No! Have mercy!" That cultivator screamed in panic as she felt the terror of the black hole.

But Minos paid no attention to her and simply continued fighting within his group's offensive formation while the black hole swallowed that woman.

"Don't weaken!" He shouted to his companions fighting in the space of influence of his techniques and soul skill. "We are moving forward to deliver a severe blow to the enemy forces! As long as we continue for a few more moments, that could be the beginning of the end of this confrontation!"

"Yes!"

Those people shouted simultaneously, confident that they could do this but afraid to leave that formation.

Everyone there saw how Lance had left and died, so they had twice as much reason to follow Minos' plans!

...

Meanwhile, Oswald and Mortimer faced each other at high altitudes in that mountainous area.

These two had exchanged a dozen blows by now, each seeing the advances his rival had made since they had last met on the battlefield.

Oswald and Mortimer had not yet fought in this war between their sects. Thus, they both had surprises for each other in this conflict today.

"Oswald, you have improved a lot after your advancement to level 79, I admit that." That tall, muscular man said as he wiped some blood dripping from his lips.

"What is it? Are you afraid?" Oswald asked as he felt better than ever. In addition to loving battles, he now had a minor disadvantage against this opponent compared to the past.

Before his advancement to level 79, Oswald had faced this master of the Saints Killing Sect, who was already near the peak of the 8th stage at that time. So at that time, the difference between them was much more significant, resulting in Mortimer's victory.

But today, the difference between the two was no longer great, and Oswald was getting a taste of making his opponent suffer from his attacks.

Mortimer laughed and said. "Don't be so confident. I can become incomparable to you in the blink of an eye!"

Pow!

He attacked his opponent, swinging his great war hammer, while his Soul Avatar did the same with a spiritual weapon.

Oswald frowned and spun the spear he had in hand, directing an attack against his opponent's movement, something also reflected by his Soul Avatar.

"You think you're going to reach level 80? Impossible! His Majesty only achieved that because of the Flowers Kingdom." Oswald said amid his attack.

"Haha, we'll see!" Mortimer did not want to tell this opponent his plans and, shortly after, saw the collision between the powers of the two.

Oswald was powerful, despite having a slight cultivation disadvantage compared to Mortimer. Because of this, he could display a similar combat proficiency to the enemy sect master, which was easily seen in the outcome of this collision.

BOOOOM!

A powerful explosion arose from the focus of tension between the two attacks, resulting in a region of high atmospheric pressure, which exploded in a few seconds, generating a power that affected the entire battlefield.

When this powerful explosion happened, black lightning surged from the focus of the collision. At the same time, pulses went from there, worsening the combat conditions for people on both sides in this battle.

Some already weakened men even lost their consciousness to this movement, with the stronger and smarter ones in the surrounding area taking the opportunity to act.

Chaotic Gravity: Attraction!

Minos was one of these individuals, quickly gathering several unconscious bodies or even the enemies still conscious but most affected by the spirit collision of those two experts.

In this way, overnight, several enemies, five times higher than he and his allies had been able to take down so far, were drawn into his black hole.

Sensing that, Minos smiled in satisfaction as he prepared to stop absorbing specialists and use that black hole to end the lives of some of those specialists.

"Get ready!" He shouted to his men without giving more details since everyone knew what he would try in this situation.

On the other hand, not only Minos' group benefited from that. As much as Oswald and Mortimer's confrontation immensely harmed people from the Saints Killing Sect side, people from the Gray Clouds Sect group were as well.

That was the case with Gavin, who saw his defensive array being broken by the pulses created by that collision of spirits.

This man had just finished the life of his father. But he was counting on having a few more moments to prepare himself to flee from the many enemies in his surroundings.

Yet, just at that moment when he was still vulnerable, his barrier broke into infinite pieces, releasing more than 20 enemies in his surroundings.

"Shit!" He looked back as he held his old father's head, lamenting such 'good' fortune.

Unfortunately, he was almost exhausted, and with no time to gather energy and flee, the enemies, all mid-level Spiritual Saints, surrounded him and prevented him from escaping.

"Attack him!"

"Don't allow him time to teleport!" One of the men there shouted as he launched a blow strong enough to injure Gavin but not enough to kill.

The others followed this person's advice and soon filled Gavin's surroundings with spiritual attacks, then hit this man's nearly unprotected body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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