The last Asura Sovereign

So he gazed at the cloaked cultivators, especially at the two who had trembled earlier, and said “I know both the supreme elders of two clans are present here. You don’t have to hide your faces anymore. I have always wanted to fight both of you, I think today will be a perfect opportunity.” Hearing this the supreme elders of the two clans Alaric Visigoth and Yan Ming revealed their faces. Alaric was also three-meter tall with a robust body and plain-looking face whereas Yan Ming had a hooked nose and sunken eyes, just from his face he looked like a crafty fellow.

He again looked at the two supreme elders and sneered “Looks like old age has made you senile. Inviting wolf into the house. It’s a pity I would have liked to fight with you at your primes.” Hearing this, Alaric Visigoth had no reaction on his face but Yan Ming snorted “What do you know brat? For the sake of our clan’s survival, inviting wolves to the house is a small price to pay.”

The others who had hidden their faces also removed their cloaks. Two of them were familiar faces, the strongest members of minor clans and the remaining were unknown people. They were probably the foreign forces invited by the two clans. The cultivators had similar hair colors and emitted similar aura so they were probably from the same clan. They looked strong, they were probably at the peak of the foundation building realm.

Punya realized the gravity of the situation. Since the cultivators standing here were at the peak of the foundation building realm, there is probably another cultivator at the golden core formation realm nearby commanding them. He understood this was the reason his father kept looking at a certain place warily and didn’t show signs of attacking anyone.

He was probably guarding against the sneak attacks. Although most of the powerful cultivator cared for their face, it was only most of them not all of them. And if someone dies then it doesn’t matter if it was a sneak attack or a frontal assault. The battle was going on all the fronts. The invaders were coming to their senses and the surprise attack had come to an end.

Although many cultivators from the invader sides died, there were still more cultivators left than the Rijal clan. Even now, there were more than seventy foundation building realm cultivators left from the invader’s side. As for the Rijal clan, due to the surprise attack, there were only three casualties in the qi sensing realm, they died from the counterattack.

As for Amrit, he was still on the ground looking coldly at the cultivators above. He looked around and counted the number of cultivators. Although the number matched the known numbers of foundation building cultivators in the two major clans, Amrit felt something didn’t add up. If the two clans along with a few minor clans as well as a foreign clan with a golden core formation realm cultivator at the helm had the confidence to attack them in their home ground, then the preparation didn’t seem adequate.

And from the talismans, the golden core formation cultivators seemed cautious. He frowned his brows and tried to think hard but he couldn’t think of anything odd, one explanation was that the cultivators were guarding the wall for any stragglers, another was that they were encircling the clan in a wider layer creating another entrapment circle but his guts were telling him none of this was true.

But what his guts were telling clearly was that the faster the battle was finished the more favorable it would be for the Rijal clan. He looked upwards and yelled “Father there is something fishy going on. It isn’t their full force. We should finish this before whatever they are planning is finalized.” Punya looked at Amrit and thought he was probably right. Although the clan members from the two clans were dying, these ten cultivators were not in a hurry to attack.

Even the golden core formation cultivator had not given them any instructions. He hadn’t appeared till now. They were probably not waiting for reinforcement, as they had time to gather every reinforcement they would need. Maybe it was just a feeling but it felt like they were stalling for something. Punya thought for a moment and gave the clan members an order to fight the invaders. As the invaders came out of shock, they began their counterattack. Few died and many were injured due to a momentary lapse.

This time there was no need for an order to fight back. The battle on the ground resumed. Punya also knew stalling won’t help their clan so he readied his sword and began to channel the qi with even more ferocity than before. Kumari was hovering before him and she too had readied her cauldron full of flames. Since she was proficient in alchemy her flame control was second to none in all the city.

And from the inheritance, her lame had gotten a lot stronger than before. Maybe it was due to the technique or it was something, her flame had taken a crimson hue like that of the blood. This flame alone was stronger than most of the attacks used with techniques. Although her department was not fighting and her battle prowess was barely comparable to average cultivators in the same realm, it was before her flame transformed.

Now with the help of crimson flame, she was better than most of the elites of third-tier cities. Looking at the crimson flames, the invaders frowned. Although it didn’t look as dangerous as beast flames or the spirit flame, these flames gave certain threatening vibes. The cultivators from the major clans knew that Kumari was proficient in pill refining but didn’t know her flame was covered in a crimson hue. They had made details of everyone from the Rijal clan to their very best.

They were surprised for a moment but it was just a surprise, Kumari wasn’t a fighter so even if she got a power upgrade she wouldn’t be able to affect much on the battlefield. What concerned them was Punya. Although they knew his cultivation had stagnated at the 8th stage of the foundation building realm, he was a battle cultivator. He was a threat to all of them present. None of them had the confidence to battle him alone.

It wasn’t that the battle cultivators couldn’t be killed but it would take a lot of cultivators in the same cultivation stage or higher stages to kill one. The battle cultivators were truly freaks. They understand techniques quickly and their instincts are monster-like. The annoying thing was that they improved in battle and could figure out the weaknesses of techniques the opponent used if the battle dragged on for long.