Ascension of the immortal Asura

The three barbarians were just about to unleash their attacks onto Miko, when the world around them suddenly turned pure white. No matter where they looked, all they saw was a world of white, completely confusing them.

They could tell something had gone wrong, but could not figure out how to get out of it. With their incredible strength and control over their physical bodies, the barbarians could faintly feel the presence of their physical bodies. They could tell that they were standing still, but no matter how much they tried, they could not move their bodies. It was as if their souls and their bodies had been disconnected. The mind and soul were intricately connected, and without control of their souls, they could not control their bodies.

Being body cultivating barbarians, they solved all their problems through physical force. The existence of soul cultivators was something that the barbarians despised, but at the same time respected. They knew that soul cultivators were able to bypass their physical strength if their souls were too weak, and so despite hating the process, barbarians did train their souls to improve to a certain level of defense.

This protected them from virtually all but the strongest soul-cultivators in their realm, and even the strongest would still find it difficult to overwhelm them instantly before they could react. However, right now, that exact thing had happened.

The barbarians flared their divine senses for the first time in a long time, as they despised using anything but pure physical strength in battle. The divine sense was linked directly with ones soul, and so even with their bodies and souls disconnected somehow, they could still use their divine sense.

Their eyes widened in shock as their divine sense washed over Miko, who appeared in their divine sense vision. Miko was standing directly before one of the barbarians, casually staring at him without a care in the world.

Roar!

That barbarian roared in rage as he attempted to smash his fist down on Miko, but his body remained motionless as his roar drifted into the nothingness of the white world around him.

"Nothing but braindead brutes," Miko muttered as he slowly floated up towards the barbarian youths head. The barbarian continued to struggle with all his might, but nothing he did changed anything at all.

His eyes widened in horror as Miko arrived before his forehead and reached out with his finger. The barbarian race did not fear death, but they did fear a bad death. A death by the hand of a powerful warrior was acceptable, but dying to a soul cultivator was the most dishonorable death they could imagine.

"Noooooo!" the barbarians deep voice boomed out in the soul world, but in the real world, he stood there motionlessly

as if not even conscious. Miko reached out and touched his forehead, while an incredibly powerful burst of soul power flared out for the briefest instant.

The flaring soul power was so overwhelmingly powerful that all the cultivators on the battlefield, no matter where they were, felt their souls become pained for a brief instant. They all looked over towards the source of the power, and couldn't help but stare in disbelief as the first barbarian crumpled to the ground before Miko, completely dead.

Their eyes and mouths widened even further in shock as he floated over towards the second barbarian and did the same thing, killing him with overwhelming ease. After finishing the second barbarian, Miko started to float over towards the third to finish his battle.

"Fuck off!" a monster race youth cried out as he noticed what was going on. He didn't particularly care for the barbarians, but each one who died was a tremendous loss to their battle power, and they could not afford loses at the moment.

The monster youth dashed towards Miko with a pitch black saber in hand, ready to unleash an ultimate battle art on him. However, as he reached a few hundred yards from Miko, he suddenly crashed to the ground, as if he had suddenly lost consciousness.

Flash!

Another flash of soul power blasted out as Miko finished off the third barbarian youth, before his calm gaze shifted towards the monster race genius who had invaded his soul domain. The already stunned youths watched as he flashed over towards the monster race youth, who laid on the ground as if unconscious.

Flash!

Another flash of soul power blasted out as Miko touched the monster race youths' forehead, while everyone else felt that monster youths' souls shatter without mercy.

In less than a minute, four heavenly geniuses from the barbarian clan and monster race had been slain without fighting back at all.

"Impossible!" one of the monster race youths roared through gritted teeth, unable to believe what he had just seen. What had just happened had defied all logic. After the monster race youth had crashed, they had all figured out what was happening.

Miko was using some sort of soul domain, which somehow made those who entered become unconscious, or even worse. However, such a soul domain was beyond anything any of them had ever heard of, and was almost impossible to believe it could exist at all.

"Attach him from outside the domain!" one of the Forbidden Alliance youths cried out, quickly identifying the weakness of the soul art. However, with the recent additions to the battlefield, the war had become relatively even, and there were not many youths without an opponent.

Only a f

ew enemy youths were opponentless, and were currently teaming up on some other Honorable Alliance youths. Those enemy youths branched off immediately and dashed towards Miko, making sure to stop outside the soul domain they could tell would overwhelm them.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Several battle arts, from raging infernos to sharp sword images blasted towards Miko, who calmly gazed at the approaching attacks. A slender white sword appeared in his hand, one that radiated the might of a powerful Dao Transformation weapon.

"Sword Sovereign Severs The Heavens!" Miko whispered as his sword slashed forward.