In the temple realm of the Jade Dragon Empire trial realm, a vast mountain range, filled with lush valleys and snowcapped mountains guarded the way forward towards the ancient dragon corpse. All who wanted to reach the dragon corpse had to proceed through the mountain range, at which point an expansive prairie nearly a hundred miles wide and dozens of miles long came into view, leading all the way up to the stairs before the dragon corpse.
The prairie had been filled with thick vegetation and blooming flowers, but that beauty was no more. Explosive battle arts slammed against the once beautiful prairie, ravaging the land beyond compare.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Hundreds of battle arts flew about without care or caution as the final battle between the Honorable Alliance and enemy powers had started. More and more youths from the Honorable Alliance were arriving every minute, adding to the destructive chaos that was occurring.
Weapon arts and wonderous battle arts cleaved through the sky, exploding against another or the land below, bathing the entire battlefield with ruinous explosions. Weapons slammed against weapons, fire slammed against ice, wind against earth, light against dark, and every other combination in between. Domains expanded and overlapped, batting for supremacy amongst each other, drowning everything within.
Almost instantly, the battles had separated themselves based on cultivator strength. The strongest youths raged their battles directly before the massive stairs, where the ambush had occurred, while the weaker youths on both sides were pushed to the edges of the battlefield, unable to withstand the calamitous exchanges between the top geniuses.
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
Luth and Amber's swords slashed out like mirages as they exchanged hundreds of attacks in quick succession. Each attack contained enough power to fully vanquish a normal Late Heaven Tribulation youth, and yet both sides increased the intensity and power of their attacks after every exchange, as if they had no limit to their power. At the same time, both had their domains active as well. Luths' domain of powerful astral swords slammed against Amber's domain of blood red swords as swords filled the sky with ruinous power.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom
Nearby, Vargul and Igris fought with ferocious intensity as both put their lives on the line. Vargul's normally mocking smile was nowhere to be seen as Igris's power was not to be looked down upon.
"Igniting the Heavens!" Igris called out loudly, as a fiery inferno capable of burning all to ruin sprung up around him.
"Domain of Kings!" Vargul cried out at the same time as he activated his domain to counter Igris' domain of fire. A kingly aura sprung up around Vargul as his domain overlapped with the fire domain, almost as if subjugating it to be suppressed.
With the two domains locked in heated battle, the battle arts of the two fighters blasted out once more. Fire slammed against blackened Qi attacks, drowning the sky above and land below in a torrent of calamitous power.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
In the nearby distant, the battle between the other Honorable Alliance youths and enemy powers raged on as well. Despite being outnumbered three to one, the enemy geniuses still held the advantage in their battle, even with the constant reinforcements of the Honorable Alliance.
Only the very top geniuses of the Honorable Alliance were able to evenly fight against the enemy youths, and that disparity was no more apparent than it was now. Honorable Alliance youths fell from the sky each minute, their bodies mangled beyond compare from the unstoppable power of the enemy youths.
The Forbidden Alliance youths attacked with battle arts of unmatched lethality and sharpness, while the Monster Race youths danced around the battlefield with unmatched speed, each swipe of their claws taking down another Honorable Alliance youth.
Worst of all were the Barbarian geniuses, who rampaged through the battlefield without a match. Their incredibly durable defenses resisted almost all of the attacks thrown at them, allowing them to rampage without a care of injury. As the Honorable Alliance did not have many body cultivators, and also did not train in battle arts that were effective against body cultivators, they were at a massive disadvantage.
Che!
A sharp slicing sound, almost unnoticeable within the calamitous battle drifted out as a head fell from a body. An indistinguishable blur flashed away, shortly after, appearing somewhere else unnoticed.
Che!
Che!
Che!
Heads began to fall in quick succession, and not from the Honorable Alliance. Before long, over a dozen Forbidden Alliance and Monster Race geniuses had been killed without notice, alerting the others in the area.
"What the hell is going on?" one of the Forbidden Alliance youths cried out.
Che!
Just as they spoke, a sword pierced out from seemingly nowhere, materializing from thin air and piercing towards the neck of the youth who had spoken.
Peng!
Another sword pierced out from nowhere as well, narrowly blocking the surprise attack.
"Heh," a smug scoff drifted out as a figure suddenly appeared, as if he had stepped out from space itself. The figure wore a tight black outfit, covering all but his eyes. On his back and shoulders were the insignias of a Forbidden Alliance assassin guild, with the number three next to it. "I always wondered how good the assassins from the Nightveil Guild are…today I get to find out for myself."
Another figure materialized shortly after, revealing his figure to the one who had just spoken. He was also wearing a black outfit, revealing only his eyes as well.
"And I've heard many things about the Forbidden Alliance's Swift Slaughter Sect," Number One replied coldly, revealing himself to have been the one who had killed so many enemy geniuses in swift succession. "You must be Slaughter Three," he said as he eyed the number on the enemy youths' clothing, whose sect had a similar naming system as his own.
"Heh, you must be Number One," the Forbidden Alliance assassin replied with smug arrogance, "I've heard quite a lot about you, and today I'll prove our sect's superiority when it comes to assassination arts!"
Che!
A sword suddenly pierced through Slaughter Two's chest directly through his heart, while his eyes widened with horrified shock. A figure materialized behind Slaughter Two holding the sword, dressed in the same manner as Number One.
"You!" Slaughter Three grounded out through the deathly pain as he gazed at Number One, who looked on with cold indifference.
Boom!
A blast of Qi erupted from the sword, exploding Slaughter Three's heart and killing him instantly.
"Kill as many as you can, Number Two," Number One said to the youth who had used the opportunity to kill Slaughter Three. Number Two nodded his head before vanishing, using his assassin arts to slip into the shadows once more.
Number One's body began to blur as well, when his eyes opened wide and he flashed to the side. A sword pierced directly by his head, clipping it slightly and carving a narrow wound into his temple.
Number One quickly turned around and gazed at the source of the attack, who was a black clothed figure with the number one next to his sect insignia.
"Slaughter Three deserved to die for letting his guard down like that," Slaughter One said with indifference, as if his fellow sect members death was of no concern to him. His body flashed forward as he appeared before Number One with no further words, while an incredibly sharp sword attack pierced towards Number One.
Peng!
Peng!
Peng!
The two exchanged hundreds of lethal attacks in an instant, while their bodies blurred back into the shadows once more. The only evidence of their battle was the occasional blur of space or sparks of their weapons colliding, as the battle between the top assassins of both alliances commenced.
