The last Asura Sovereign

Amrit had used the halberd in the illusion array many times. And due to his bloodline, he was proficient in using the halberd along with the perfect use of the ribbons. The decorations like ribbons had almost the same lethality as the main blade. With a little bit of qi, he could manipulate them as if they were his arms.

Someone with good instincts could block or avoid these ribbons but since they were mainly used for sneak attacks, it would be very hard to even see them with the dazzling lights of silver and gold appearing and disappearing. The invader was sure he would be able to get away so he focused on escaping unaware the ribbons were approaching.

Since he had let his guard down, he didn’t survive. When his head fell to the ground, he was still surprised, he didn’t even get to feel any pain. It was a swift and sharp attack. There was a smooth glass-like surface on the neck. It took a while for the blood to come up. Amrit flicked his halberd and twirled around his hand.

There was not even a smidge of blood left on the ribbons or the halberd blade. This time Amrit didn’t feel any discomfort in his consciousness or his body on the contrary he started to feel great. His blood was boiling and he felt like his strength had increased a little. His eyes had changed their color a little and gained a shade of crimson. A bloody crimson qi was unconsciously emitting from him along with a rising bloodlust.

If anyone saw him in this state, they would think he was an evil cultivator about to go berserk but aside from a little bloodlust arising within, Amrit was absolutely in control. If anything he felt the shackles getting loose. He didn’t know what the shackles were restraining, he just felt them loosen. The deacon was stupefied as he watched the whole process where Amrit brought down the invader. He was prepared to step into the battle and intervene when it seemed necessary but he was dazzled by the performance of his young master.

He only knew the young master of the Rijal clan was talented but didn’t know how much. And now seeing his performance, the rumors were nothing compared to the real thing. Killing a middle stage foundation building realm cultivator in a few moves while being in qi sensing realm was something unheard of even in the legends.

There were some legends about monstrous geniuses in the qi sensing realm slaying cultivators who had just reached the initial stage of the foundation building realm but there were various factors in those battles affecting the outcome but there was nothing mentioned about the sort of event happening before him. The deacon couldn’t believe his eyes and didn’t know what to think. Even if it was an illusion, it was incredibly real.

As the deacon was looking at Amrit with dazed eyes, Amrit looked at him and said “This one has fallen let’s go and help clansmen over there.” Amrit looked at the part where most of the cultivators from both sides were battling. The foundation building realm cultivators had started taking the war to the air, stepping on their weapons and throwing spells or talismans.

As for the body cultivators, they were punching through everything. The qi sensing realm cultivators had their own battlefield as even a stray attack from foundation building cultivators meant death. The battlefield was messy but amrit found it extremely appealing. The blood inside him was boiling and seemed happy as if it had returned home after a long time. Amrit didn’t care about that and leaped with all his might.

Although he would have to spend a lot of qi to fly in the air, he had his ways to minimize the usage if it was just for floating. And for an Asura, every part of their body was a weapon. He twirled his halberd and slashed at the nearest cultivator. The unsuspecting cultivator was just at the initial stage of the foundation building realm and seemed to be from another minor clan. With a slash, Amrit severed the cultivator from his stomach into two halves.

It was a pretty gory sight as the entrails started raining on the ground. If there was anyone beneath them, they would surely faint. Amrit didn’t use his qi to float anymore and descended to the ground. This time the target was a body cultivator from the Visigoth clan. He had tested his prowess with the qi path cultivators, he wanted to know how strong he was in the body path. The Visigoth clan member was fighting a Rijal clan member who had just stepped into the foundation building realm due to the pills refined by Kumari.

He was barely holding on. He could only hold on for so long because he was proficient in defense skills and cultivated techniques related to the earth element. The Visigoth clan member had obviously been in the foundation building realm for quite some time but since they attacked with their fists and legs instead of throwing spells, anyone with good defense would be able to stall them for a moment.

Amrit reached the place where they were fighting and slashed the halberd towards the Visigoth clan member with a maniac grin on his face. Amrit didn’t know what face he was making but if Radha saw him now, she would be proud because it was the same face she used to make when battle got interesting. Unconsciously Amrit was smiling and slashing the halberd. The body path cultivator had a fast reflex and was able to avoid the blades but the ribbons on the side nicked him on the left arm, drawing a small amount of blood.

He was surprised because someone had nicked him and so was Amrit because the ribbons could only nick him. Although it was like a sneak attack and he hadn’t used much qi, the ribbons were sharp enough to cut the unprepared foundation building realm cultivators. Looking at Amrit the Visigoth clan member didn’t recognize him.

Amrit was covered in blood with a maniacal smile on his face contrary to the gentle and elegant young master. It only took a second for him to recognize Amrit as he found the smile eerily familiar. Who from the old generation of the Lunaris city could forget that maniacal smile? It was that very smile that haunted their dreams. If not for Radha reigning herself later, the new generation would also be traumatized.

He looked at Amrit and said “Young master of the Rijal clan, it seems the rumors about your genius have been greatly underestimated. To be able to draw my blood while being in the qi sensing realm, you cannot be left alive.”