Mystical Journey

Within the remains of a black cathedral on a snowy peak

Disciples from various associations had gathered together. There were hundreds of them, donning robes of different colors. All of them were the strongest elites in the East Continent’s associations.

At that instant, everyone could feel that the atmosphere was heavy like never before.

In the center region of the crowd, there were four camps of different colors.

Black. White. Green. Red. The four robe colors represented the four strongest associations in the East Continent. It wasn’t just their power that was the strongest. It was also their research abilities, potential, knowledge, and others. It was a comprehensive comparison.

There was a circle of black, stone, high-back seats in the middle of the crowd. On top, all of them were inlaid with fine, purple gemstones. The gemstones were like eyes.

The masters of the various associations stood in a circle with a red ball at the center. Their gaze landed in the middle of the hall, which was the empty area below the red ball.

The giant red ball was suspended in the air like a fireball. It was hung high above, illuminating the area beneath in red. Two figures stood confronting each other. One was an old man while the other was a middle-aged man.

The old man’s right hand was shaking slightly. The swordfish totem suspended behind was slowly breaking down, releasing countless black dots.

"East Britain Lord. Please." The opposing middle-aged man was panting. He was resisting the intense pain in his abdomen as he muttered.

"The fourth battle match, Green Island Society wins!" The announcer on one side said loudly.

The old man shrugged, turned around and walked down. He returned to his seat in the midst of the blue-robed crowd.

"Fifth match! Green Island Society versus St. Lange School!"

The master of St. Lange School leaped into the sky. Light blue colored bird shadows appeared below his feet. Leveraging on them, he lightly landed in the middle of the arena.

"In this clash to unite all, only the Obscuro Society’s master is someone worthy for me to follow! Out of all the East Continent associations, only the Obscuro Society’s master can achieve true greatness."

"The Clash of Clans has been happening for a thousand years. No one can disrupt a thousand-year tradition." The master of the Green Island Society said in a low voice.

"Talk less nonsense. Let’s begin!" The other party didn’t want to say much. As he grabbed with his right palm, large amounts of light blue bird shadows appeared in the air around him. A wave-like black dagger appeared on his right hand, which he quietly thrust towards the direction of his opponent.

The Green Island Society master stomped his feet. His arms suddenly became two green, giant bird wings. He then leaped towards his opponents.

Hellgate was smiling in his seat, while the Sisley couple on the opposite looked solemn. Together with their supporters behind them, these two parties were two clearly distinct sides.

Hellgate’s intent was obvious. He wanted to completely unite all the associations, ending the competition in the East Continent. No one wanted their inheritance to be cut off. No association could tolerate giving up their independence and becoming a pawn of the Obscuro Society.

Battle after battle, numerous masters came and left. Among them, there were also new geniuses and elites that appeared. However, it made people more and more disheartened. Winners from the Obscuro’s camp grew more and more. Now, other than the Terraflor Society, the Green Island Society was the next strongest one. If they lost....

Everyone’s faces grew grim.

Complex, true, fourth form elites or even the unique totems of fifth form masters flashed passed Hellgate’s eyes. They were like the windows to the world, but they left no impression.

Before people knew it, the final four seeding battles had finally arrived.

At that point, Hellgate stood up with a smile.

Likewise, the opposing Sisley couple also stood up slowly. They smiled at each other, then held hands as they walked into the arena.

"Hellgate...Master." Sisley held her husband’s hand tightly. In her heart, there was peace and serenity like never before. "The Terraflor Society challenges the Obscuro Society, in a battle to the death."

Hellgate walked into the arena to face the two people. Even he himself had a sense of admiration in his eyes.

"The grudges two hundred years should come to a complete end today."

There was an uproar in the crowd. No one thought that the Terraflor Society masters would challenge the Obscuro Society to a battle to the death.

Hellgate let out a smile. Beneath his pitch black armor, was a mountain-like body. The pressure from him almost caused the people around to be out of breath.

Pat.

He suddenly took the first step.

Buzzzz.....A low tremor spread out.

Beneath his feet, the ground slowly cracked. It was like a scar on the ground. Black lava silently gushed out. The lava emitted large amounts of white gas, passing by countless distraught faces.

The hall started to shake. The sky instantly changed as countless black clouds gathered. The whole sky instantly darkened.

Ming~~~

As they were standing in the hall, a ferocious wind was blowing from the outside. The blue torch on the stone pillar kept shaking, almost extinguishing.

"Hellgate, you really want to do this?" The master of the Red Lotus Society got up and slowly stood on the side of the Sisley couple.

Crack.

As lightning flashed across, the faces of the crowd instantly turned pale. A heavy, shapeless pressure completely surrounded the people. Everyone could only hear the heartbeat and breathing.

"Let’s begin. This meaningless game should come to an end." The wrinkles on Hellgate’s forehead deepened. He slowly opened his arms, as if he was about to hug something. Suddenly there was a tremor.

Bang!!

All the pillars in the cathedral instantly exploded and broke down. The people around were instantly overwhelmed by the ferocious force. At the same time, various associations formed light spheres of different sizes. However, they were all broken and cracked in the blink of an eye. Before the numerous totems that were just summoned could let out cries, they were already completely annihilated. The crowd was overwhelmed as if they were pressured by an unknown force to bow.

"Sisley, you can also see the door?" Surprisingly, that particular set of words came into Hellgate’s mind.

"The gate in the sky....It’s the door that leads the dead into the heavenly kingdom."

In a trance, everything seemed to overlap with her childhood.

Sisley tugged at her own hand, running on the shore. The evening sun revealing two shadows.

"You have gone crazy...." There was suddenly a long white-silver sword in Sisley’s hand. The tip of the sword was surrounded by a circle of glittering diamond light.

"Return to my side," Hellgate whispered. "Don’t you see it? The door is opening."

Her memory kept on overlapping with reality. She couldn’t differentiate who was real and who was just an illusion.

"Everything is caused by you. The appearance of the black hole, the mutation of the earth." Sisley held her husband’s hand tightly. Both of them held the long white-silver sword together.

"The cause of chaos!" The master of the Red Lotus Society looked solemn. There was rage simmering in his eyes. Two red flames slowly lit up on his shoulders and a flaming-red, lotus-like crown appeared on the air above his head. "The world fell into chaos because of you people pursuing the gates of heaven!!"

Hellgate looked as if he did not understand.

"I am not crazy....I just want to open that door, to see what is inside..."

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On the Black Plains

Garen’s fights with the Cthulhu King had become more and more frequent.

Initially, it had been once every few days. Very quickly, the tempo had sped up to once a day. Now after a month, it has become three times in one day.

Whoosh!!

A black giant living elephant was thrown through the air into the mouth of a black giant dragon.

The dragon mouth was formed of black smoke. There was not even a bubble after the ten-meter long black elephant was thrown into it. With a grunt, the black dragon instantly swallowed it.

Sitting crossed-legged beneath, Garen’s lower body was completely gone. Visible to the naked eye, a new body was quickly forming.

Originally, Demon Phoenix and the rest had to barbecue and season the meat for Garen to eat. Now they didn’t even have enough time. He ate the meat raw, without even barbecuing. They were even chasing a group of black giant elephants as livestock. These mutated beings were shivering at one side.

After swallowing more than 10 black giant elephants, the pitch blackness in Garen’s eyes slowly subsided. His injuries were also completely healed.

Without saying a word, he stood up, becoming a black light again, shooting into the distance.

After a moment, the red lightning and black air interweaved in the sky in the distance. Needless to guess, both of them were fighting again.

The chaos lasted for more than an hour before it quietened down.

Garen’s arms were completely gone. He flew back from afar. As he landed, he immediately grabbed a few elephants. The black gas became a large mouth, which swallowed an elephant in one gulp.

Moo!!

The elephant let out pitiful cries, but there was absolutely no way to struggle or escape.

As his injuries slowly improved, Garen’s two hands also grew back.

At this stage, totem light was already completely fused into the body. There was no longer the saying where breaking through totem light would be equal to severe totem damage. As his body’s strength increased at an insane speed, the lethality of his kicks and punches also dramatically increased. After the fusion process, the power in his body could absolutely oppress any lower level totem power.

With the Nine-Headed Hydra’s terrifying regenerative abilities, plus the accumulation of potential points by hunting non-stop in this period of time, it allowed him to barely maintain this state of balance.

Through the daily battles with the Cthulhu King, both parties were already familiar with the other party’s techniques.

The Cthulhu King was trained in a demonic martial art called the Sun-Sealing Demonic Wheel. It is rumored to be able to draw energy from the sun to battle. However, it has to continuously suck and gather the "yin" essence of others, to balance the incredibly "yang" energy of the sun.

The terrifying part of this martial art was its uncomparable lethality and explosiveness. In an instant, it could unleash its greatest power without any indication.

Garen has heard of information about this demonic art in the Kovitan’s Library. But he never thought that the Cthulhu King was trained in this martial art.

His lethality and explosiveness were far from the Cthulhu King. Although the Black Water True Technique allowed humans to enter into a supernatural realm, in terms of growth of strength, it was not even close to the Sun-Sealing Demonic Wheel.

Fortunately, Garen could rely on his nine life talent plus the usage of potential points to fight a lose-lose battle. With that, he managed to maintain the state of a draw.

Of course, Garen’s purpose wasn’t just to understand the other party’s martial art.

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Puff!

The Cthulhu King sat on the ground. His face as pale as paper. One of his thighs was completely gone. This was the result of carelessly allowing Garen to get near. Now although he only could cross one leg as he sat, he was able to barely stabilize.

God Cloud and Aixi were already gone. He was the only one on the black plains. All the communication devices had been destroyed in the battle. There was nothing remaining.

Even his clothes were imitations created by totem power.

In over a month, his opponent grew from an easy one into a difficult one. Right now, if the Cthulhu King wasn’t careful, he could be severely injured by his opponent.

The opponents speed of growth was incredibly fast. Even after living hundreds of years, he had never seen such a terrifying talent for martial arts. It was impossible for even the last Cthulhu King to have such terrifying and obvious growth.

But this wasn’t the most worrisome thing for the Cthulhu King. It was the fact that the other party has been slowly understanding the paths and principles of his Sun-Sealing Demonic Wheel.

The Sun-Sealing Demonic Wheel was a terrifying demonic martial art invented by the last Cthulhu King before his death. Its complexity far surpassed a normal martial art by at least ten times.

But even so, that Garen already showed signs of understanding parts of the Sun-Sealing Demonic Wheel.

This caused the easy-going Cthulhu King to panic.

Initially, he didn’t want to get entangled in this and planned to return directly to the Cthulhuism Society’s headquarters. However, he had changed his mind. He wanted to make Garen stay, then think of a way to completely destroy this menace.

With such terrifying growth, if he was given more time....

If he directly returned to the Cthulhuism Society’s headquarters, or he killed himself and allowed the Origin to revive in the headquarters, he would escape this entanglement. The other party wouldn’t foolishly pursue him to the headquarters. It would be difficult to find a chance to destroy the opponent.

He had to think of a way...