Ascension of the immortal Asura

"Who the hell was that?" Vargul Plaagoth couldn't help but ask as he slowly recovered from his internal wounds, as the event has been beyond their wildest expectations. As soon as they arrived in the Jade Dragon Empire trial lands, they had almost all died. The others also slowly recovered, each sustaining some amount of damage from the man's terrifying cry and aura.

"Whoever he is, he's dead now that he's arrived before my Master," Asuros replied calmly, fully confident in his master's overwhelming powers. "The true issue is the formation," he continued as he glanced down at his feat, and the fractured earth that now replaced the former location of the formation.

It had been their way to leave the realm safely, but now it was completely broken.

"I don't have enough resources to rebuild the formation, so the only thing we can do now is focus on the task at hand, and eliminate the Honorable Alliance. We'll let our Master's and Elder's take care of us when the time comes," he informed the others, who didn't seem to be worried either.

They were the absolute pinnacle geniuses of their powers, and the most powerful of their respective powers would ensure one way or another that they left the realm alive. The cost of losing them would be too great to bear, and so the youths knew no costs would be spared to make such a thing happen.

With no further discussion, the youths all sped forward, sinister smiles etched on their faces as they excitedly thought about the carnage to come. It was time to hunt!

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The portal in the hellish chamber finally collapsed as a singular figure stepped through. His aura once again exploded with absolute power as he saw the four-armed creature seated on the throne before him, its red eyes narrowed as it gazed at him.

Boom!

His aura alone shattered the hellish chamber, palace, and everything else in the massive cavern, destroying everything that was not capable of withstanding his might. The rocky ceiling high above collapsed, raining massive boulders and debris on the sprawling abyssal city below, destroying it for good.

Five figures shot out of the destroyed earth and into the sky above, four on one side and one standing alone. Without any words or hesitation at all, the hooded man took out a massive battle axe and unleashed an attack at the creature. The battle axe was pure gold in color, although it was stained and rusted in several places, as if it had been ravaged by the sands of time.

However, the might of the weapon was not to be underestimated, and its weight was beyond compare, weighing more than a mountain. Space tore apart as the man unleashed his attack towards the creature, revealing the chaos of the void on the other side, and only reformed to normal several seconds later.

"DIE!" the man bellowed out, his murderous bloodlust so strong that it seemed to congeal in the air.

The man unleashed a terrifying battle art that shattered space itself, as his battle axe image turned into the form of a dragon and slammed against the hellish creature.

BOOM!

The battle art exploded against the creature, and radiated outwards for hundreds of miles, destroying absolutely everything in its path. Rivers and lakes instantly evaporated, and crater so deep that the bottom could not be seen within the dark blackness was formed, while all life other than the five figures were eradicated in an instant.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

The man unleashed a barrage of similar attacks on the same spot, as if his rage would only be satiated with the death of the creature before him. His body suddenly flashed to the side as a blood red sword image slashed by him, its power and sharpness also tearing space apart wherever it traveled.

The man's body flashed against as a black beam of QI, emanating decay and death pierced by as well, its power also tearing the fabric of space. After dodging the attack, the man suddenly turned around as a hulking figure appeared behind him, the fist of the hulking figure punching forward with apocalyptic might.

ROAR!

A roar like that of the most terrifying dragon escaped the man's mouth as his body instantly changed. His arms, legs, chest and forehead became covered with small green scales, while his pupils became vertical and eyes turned green.

The man punched out with his full might, and the two fists collided with horrifying power. Space splintered once more, while the shockwave from the meeting fists ravaged the land again for hundreds of miles.

The Barbarian Warchief was knocked backwards over ten miles in the exchange, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the enemy before him. The Barbarian race was famed for having the strongest bodies on the planet, and yet he had just lost out in pure strength to the enemy before him.

The Forbidden Alliance Ancient Elder, Monster Race King, and Barbarian Warchief all returned to their initial locations, arriving next to the hellish creature that was revealed after the explosions and dust faded away.

Their gazes of caution stared at the lone figure before them, who removed his sleeveless robe, revealing his bare-chested body as if it were his preferred fighting state.

Long and wild green hair flowed down to his shoulders, framing a chiseled and handsome face of a man who appeared to be in his forties. His perfectly proportioned muscular body brimmed with power, as if he was the perfect fighting form. On his back was a sprawling tattoo of a green dragon, its tail running down the back of his right arm.

Most noticeable of all was the wound on his chest, which ran across his body from his right shoulder to his left hip. The wound seemed to have been inflicted by something like a claw, as it consisted of three separate wounds running parallel to each other, each wound an inch wide.

"Who is this man?" the Ancient Elder asked the hellish creature, as the man's words and actions clearly indicated past enmity. Not only that, they could tell his power was at the very least on their own level, if not a bit higher, shocking them once more. These three stood at the pinnacle of the world, and hardly ever ran into one that could challenge them so. The hellish creature was the first exception to this in a very long time, and now the mysterious man before them as well.

"You vile Asura spawn! You will die here today! And I will avenge what I failed to avenge back then!" the man growled as he pointed his battle axe at the hellish creature, his body trembling with unconcealed rage and fury.

"I thought you had died," the hellish creature scoffed with narrowed eyes, his guttural voice like that of a beast. Four curved sabers suddenly appeared in each of his hands, the size of each saber larger than his opponent.

He held the sabers out to his side, as if welcoming the challenge from the man before him, while his aura suddenly exploded with horrifying might, drowning the world in pure malevolence.

"But this is much better," the creature said as he gazed at the man with predator-like eyes and a sinister smile, "We can finish our battle once and for all, and after I'm done breaking you, I'll consume your flesh and blood while you're alive, piece by piece. Just like I did to your wife and child, Jade Dragon Emperor!"