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Ascension Of The Immortal Asura-Novel

Chapter 701 Arrival of an Omen
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“H-how is that possible!” one of the Forbidden Alliance youths muttered in disbelief. They knew how strong Amber was, and knew the attack she had just unleashed as the ultimate battle art she knew…and yet her opponent was perfectly unharmed.

“Impossible! Amber just used the Descent of the Goddess of Slaughter! It’s the most secretive battle art in the entire Forbidden Alliance, as well as the most powerful. Its might is unmatched. It’s impossible that someone weaker than her was able to resist it!” the youth exclaimed once more, still unable to believe his eyes.

“Apparently your Forbidden Alliance isn’t as powerful as you thought,” his nearby opponent mocked as he unleashed a battle art at him, resuming their battle once more.

“Impossible!” Amber muttered as she slowly regained her composure. She had sacrificed a great deal to utilize this battle art, and had used it to finish her opponent once and for all. Its might was unquestionable, and he should have died without question.

Amber’s thoughts shifted back to the sword art Miko had used, and couldn’t figure out how it had severed her attack so much. It was truly as if it had severed her Dao’s, which was impossible.

“What the fuck was that sword art?” Amber couldn’t help but yell with confused rage, as if she was starting to lose her sanity.

Miko ignored Amber as he stared at the massive avatar behind her that was starting to fade away. Its face was blurry, but he could somehow tell that it was staring straight at him. He felt an overwhelmingly profound feeling from the gaze, something he had only felt once before in his life.

“The Sword Sovereign’s inheritor…interesting,” the Avatar mused out loud, shocking everyone on the battlefield. “And something else as well…something even I cannot discern…How very interesting.”.

The avatar could speak, and it spoke as if it were sentient. The avatar continued to fade away, while a smile broke out on the avatar’s blurry face.

“I do hope we can meet in the future,” her almost amused sounding voice faded away as did her avatar, disappearing as if it never existed.

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Miko’s gaze narrowed as she stared at the now empty spot behind Amber, before his gaze shifted towards Amber herself. While unleashing his sword attack had drained him a bit, Amber was now much worse off, as it was easy to tell that her battle art had been extremely costly to use.

His soul domain faded away as the burden his soul had become quite taxing with his current state, although he had done enough to help the other battles already. Miko flashed forward once more as he unleashed a sword art at Amber, who started to laugh wildly as if she had lost her mind.

“I’m going to torture you to death!” she cursed as she unleashed her own sword art, which was now weaker than before.

Peng!

Peng!

Peng!

The two traded both ranged attacks and physical ones as their battle continued once more. However, Miko held a distinct advantage this time, as Amber found herself on the defensive, unable to muster enough power to turn the tide of her battle.

Amber’s gaze shifted towards the massive steps before the dragon corpse, and her lips trembled for a moment as if wanting to say something. However, she decided against it in the end, almost as if whatever was there was not worth disturbing. She had learned her lesson several weeks ago regarding…him.

In the distance, the Bobs were still battling against Zulos, who was fighting with overwhelming power as he defended against their onslaught. The other Honorable Alliance youths noticed the changed battlefield, and many cried out with renewed vigor and passion as they continued their battles as well.

They could tell they were winning, and that the battle was almost over. Against all odds, they would win, and they would survive.

In a particular battle near the base of the massive steps leading to the ancient dragon corpse, three youths fought it out, two from the Honorable Alliance, and one from the Forbidden Alliance. Their battle raged on, and the Forbidden Alliance youth found himself on the defensive from the combined assault of the two youths.

Che!

A sharp saber image pierced towards the Forbidden Alliance youth, who dashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack. The attack carried on towards the stairs, slamming onto them about half-way up.

The three fighters continued their battle as normal, ignorant of the omen they had just unleashed on the battlefield.

The battlefield suddenly stopped as each and every single youth came to a halt, as if their instincts had warned them to do so. They all gazed towards the massive stairs before the ancient dragon corpse, and for the first time noticed an almost insignificantly small youth sitting on them half-way up.

The stairs were miles long and wide, and the youth was no more than spec on them. His aura was also withdrawn, making it so that none of them had noticed him during the entire battle process. However, that youth’s aura was no longer withdrawn, as if he had woken from a long slumber.

The youth had yet to display any power or flare his aura, but just his presence alone was enough to draw everyone’s attention. In the distance, Miko also couldn’t help but notice the youth, who he had failed to notice before. His eyes narrowed on his otherwise calm gaze as he stared at the youth, who had his back turned to the battlefield.

The youth slowly stood up and gazed at the dragon corpse at the end of the stairs high above, before he slowly turned around to face the battlefield covering the plains at the base of the stairs. The land before him was ravaged and destroyed, with hundreds of corpses strewn about. However, the youth ignored them as he stared at the one who had unleashed the battle art that had struck him. Despite the battle arts overwhelming power, it had done absolutely no damage at all, shocking that Honorable Alliance youth.

. However, when he saw the face of the youth, he sighed in relief as he recognized him as an ally.

“It’s Parker!” the other Honorable Alliance youth exclaimed happily, as did many others on the battlefield. They instantly recognized Parker Noren, as he had quickly become one of the foremost geniuses in this realm early on, and displayed his immense power equal to Luth himself. Many started cheering for his arrival, as if they had been blessed

With him joining the battle, their Honorable Alliance was guaranteed to survive through this ordeal.

“Parker?” the Forbidden Alliance youth they had been fighting scoffed, staring at the youths as if they were dead men. “I’m afraid you’ve been swindled. That’s not Parker.”

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“What the hell do you mean? Your lies won’t save you now,” the Honorable Alliance youth exclaimed angrily.

“I mean, the youth standing there is not Parker…but Asuros!”

“What are you talk-” the Honorable Alliance youth who had unleashed the attack cried out, but instantly felt silent as something appeared behind him. It felt as if death itself had appeared, filling the youth with absolute dread.

“You fucking vermin dared to interrupt my cultivation when I was about to break through…” Asuros said as his hand suddenly swiped sideways, so fast as to be invisible to most.

Che!

The youth, who had yet to turn around, saw his vision start to shift and tumble downwards. Darkness soon embraced his vision as his head fell to the ground, shocking every Honorable Alliance member on the battlefield.

“Parker! What are you doing?” one of the more talented Honorable Alliance youths cried out in shock, unable to believe one of their own would do such a thing.

In the distance, a smug smirk appeared on Amber’s face as her gaze shifted towards Miko.

“Your death is now cert-” she said to him, but her words were cut off as Miko suddenly erupted with an unexpected roar of rage.

“PARKER!” he erupted with anger, as if he had seen his most hated enemy.

Asuros’s gaze shifted towards Miko in the distance, and an amused smile quickly appeared on his face.

“Miko…I never expected to see you here,” Asuros replied with obvious amusement in his voice, while a confident yet sinister smile appeared on his face. “The last time I saw you was…oh that was right. It was in the ancient pocket realm back on the Yuan Continent!”