When she appeared, the previous rowdy crowd became silent.
The utterly beautiful and seductive woman made even one of the top beauties of the continent, the Sky Forest Empress, pale in comparison.
It felt as if everything had lost its color, only leaving the beautiful hues that composed the Empyrean woman looking at them like a Goddess in the sky.
At this moment, Yasenia radiated her auras without holding them back, making her usually charming appearance even more beautiful. Auras that had gone through a qualitative change after her recent breakthroughs in strength.
Her Ancient Beast heritage, Progenitor Queen bloodline, Unique Celestial Energy, and Dragon Aura combined, forcing everyone to hold their breaths, regardless of whether they were friends or foes.
With just her looks, an army of 30 million froze in front of Yasenia for a few seconds.
Yasenia swept her golden eyes through the sea of people and spoke imposingly. "Myriad races who gathered to attack me, listen."
Her charming, mellow, and slightly deep voice spread like a wave, reaching everyone and making the hearts of most pound.
"My Astral Sky Clan has never intended to fight for supremacy. We have never intended to attack anybody as long as we were left alone. However, the top powers of this continent didn't believe us."
The current Yasenia was different from usual, exuding an air of confidence and authority she usually hid in front of her dears.
"My Astral Sky Clan only wanted one thing: peace and tranquility. We never wanted more, and we never wanted less."
With a calm but daunting tone, she continued. "And yet, while we asked for peace, the leaders of your races kidnapped, killed, and violated my disciples. Thus, I counterattacked."
With a measured cadence to prevent people from being able to jump in, Yasenia's words continued uninterrupted. "The leaders of your races were warned about the plague. They were warned that if they didn't stop their attacks on my innocent disciples, they would have to bear the consequences."
Although many thought that her words could be smeared with lies, in the corner of their hearts, they couldn't help but believe such a majestic creature.
Yasenia looked at the Garuda Patriarch with her deep and penetrating gaze, making him flinch, and she spoke. "You never listened. You paid no heed to my warning. You paid no heed to my wishes of being left alone. Even when your subjects were dying from the plague, and I suggested a solution, you never sent anyone to discuss it with us."
A massive formation spread on the ground, covering the entire army and far beyond before it disappeared. This alarmed many top-level figures, who did not know what happened. However, even after waiting for a few moments, there were no extra effects, confusing them.
Although it was instant, and people didn't know what happened, they were sure that the people behind the massive formation were Tatyana, Angel, and Selena because their bodies were fluctuating with energy. Moreover, it spread from their position, revealing that they were indeed the culprits of the mysterious formation.
The Garuda Patriarch reacted and finally answered. "You still dare to speak against your crimes? Do you think that releasing such an insidious plague because you warned us previously is something you can do!? Nonsense! The fact that you released that plague shows how insidious your heart truly is!"
Yasenia's eyes flashed with many thoughts. Then, her aura burst into a hurricane of energy, stealing everyone's attention toward herself one more time.
Her face became frosty as her attractive voice spread, accompanied by a low growl. "Wretched creature, if you didn't covet my treasures and body, would I need to go to such lengths!? We have always tried not to participate in the continent's matters, and when we defend ourselves, you dare come to attack us!?"
The dragoness's aura ballooned with each question. "What right do you have to spout drivel with that rotten mouth of yours? What right do you have to come and forfeit the lives of many more of your subjects? What right do you have to want to attack and invade my territory when we've never wanted to start a conflict, to begin with!?"
By the time she finished, the air around her was trembling as an aura that should not appear around an Ethereal Soul level cultivator enveloped an extremely large area around her.
Those closest to the front in the army felt suffocated as Yasenia's aura felt like a mountain pressing on their backs.
Right at that moment, Yasenia was the center of all creatures present.
The dragoness looked around and dispelled the forcefully increased auras, leaving behind her natural presence, which was not small. Her tone calmed down, but her voice kept being cold. "Patriarch of the Garuda Clan, I know you are just a puppet for those behind you. I understand that this force is probably here to test how deep the waters of my power go. I realize that you think no matter how things go for the worse, you will keep your life."
After a pause, her pupils thinned as she snarled. "But do you think I'll let you leave after your words? Do you want me to compensate with my body? Give birth until I make up the numbers!?"
Then, Yasenia's voice boomed in everyone's mind because, this time, she used her soul's strength and the principles behind her dragon roar skills to develop her will.
The effects were staggering.
"BOLD CREATURE THAT DOESN'T KNOW THE IMMENSITY OF THE HEAVENS! How dare you suggest something like that!? I must teach you and those spectating powers that words also have consequences! And if by the end of today, I don't have your severed head in my hand, my name is not Yasenia Dravory!"
While it was true that many of the top-level people were leagues apart in general strength compared to the current Yasenia, that was not entirely the case in the Soul aspect.
The roaring voice made those with weak resistance stagger and feel head-splitting headaches, making the front rows of the 30 million army groan.
Without leaving space for any more words, Yasenia pointed at him and ordered, her command echoing throughout the entire place.
"KILL!"
After her words, the fifty white-wearing maids behind her finally released their entire aura without holding back a single bit of strength for the first time since they arrived at Distancia.
With a muted explosion, the World around them expanded and then collapsed.
BOOM!
An incomparable aura that twisted the very fabric of space shot upward, piercing the heavens and blowing all clouds in a 1,000-kilometer radius away with unmatched strength.
Even while they were hovering about 100 meters in the air, the land below them sunk as if a massive weight was pressing on it, creating cracks that spread for several kilometers.
The combined power of the fifty maids seemed to be able to slaughter gods and immortals alike, severing all Worlds and Stars in their way.
Everyone's eyes widened with terror, regardless of whether they were friends or foes.
The strength the fifty maids were releasing was horrifying to the point that even the 20 thousand Epoch Core experts in the army took a step back.
Between them, Alaia was the one who flew forward to speak, and the aura around her made it look as if she was twisting space with her mere presence. This effect made those knowledgeable feel disbelief as their souls quivered with terror.
The Forest Sky Empress looked at Alaia closely, and she suddenly exclaimed, her face filled with disbelief. "P-Peak level cultivation!?"
With her words, all seniors who still didn't realize became terror-stricken. While the difference between a high-level Epoch Core and a Peak-level Epoch core was nothing but a small realm, the actual difference in strength was astounding.
Even Yasenia looked at Alaia with surprise, but then she smiled. 'She had a breakthrough? What a surprise.'
Of course, Alaia didn't practice Body Cultivation, so she didn't break through into the Peak-level Epoch Core. The level Alaia had reached was the Half-step Dantian Spiritualization Realm. She was one level away from stepping into the Transcendence Realm.
This was the strength Sarah burst forth with after sacrificing almost her everything. However, compared to the power Sarah showed then, Alaia's might was on another entire dimension.
Unlike a burst of strength that forcefully increased Sarah to that level, Alaia had taken every step firmly, always creating a perfect foundation for herself before advancing and being nurtured by the Death Empress.
Before, she could already fight Peak-level people.
Now, as a true Half-Step Dantian Spiritualization Realm cultivator, she could slaughter hundreds of the forcefully boosted Sarah and not even break a sweat.
Her strength had already reached the level of being able to flatten mountains, flip rivers, and open the sky with a wave of her hand!
In the entire Distancia Continent, only the old monsters from previous generations hiding in the top-level sects could hope even to face her!
Without them being present, Alaia was unmatched as long as she had energy in her Dantian.
The Garuda Patriarch naturally saw who this monster was looking at, and he roared, trying to dispel the fear accumulating deep within him. "They are only fifty, and we have over 20 thousand Epoch Cores! Do not fear; as long as we coordinate, we can deal with them!"
Ethereal Soul Realm cultivators had already lost their value for someone at Alaia's level, even as cannon fodder. That's why the Garuda Patriarch didn't bother telling those to fight. The passive aura the yellow-scaled dragon woman released was so heavy that it would leave them powerless to do anything in her presence.
In the next instant, the 20 thousand Epoch Cores and the fifty maids streaked through the sky and approached each other.
Alaia's deep blue draconic eyes released fearsome lightning as her voice spread around like the decree of a superior being. "[Thunder Dragon Domain], [Lightning Intent Level 8], [Leadership Intent Level 8], [Slaughter Intent Level 8]."
With her as the center, a yellow sphere spread for tens of kilometers, engulfing the entire sky and the twenty-thousand Epoch Core army.
In her domain, fearsome eastern lightning dragons with reddish auras began appearing, each dragon at least a kilometer long.
Then, Alaia pulled back her spear and forcefully thrust before the two groups clashed. "Those who dare bare their fangs at Young Miss must PERISH! [Lightning Dragon Emperor Thrust]!"
The echo of a dragon's roar echoed as a massive dragon flew forward with her spear thrust. The pressure it emitted was enough to suffocate everyone on the battlefield.
With a rumbling sound, the enormous dragon that was summoned with her spear and the dragons called by her domain exploded into the 20 thousand Epoch Core cultivator formation.
Instantly after the collision, the sky was ripped asunder as the rumbling sound of a thousand thunderbolts deafened everyone in the area.
The formation formed by the Epoch Core cultivators was blown apart, creating a massive opening at the front. At the same time, those hit by Alaia's spear were thrown dozens of kilometers away, cratering into distant mountains and hills.
The Garuda Patriarch's face paled after seeing Alaia's might. One attack had blasted almost 300 Epoch Core cultivators, flying as if they were flies being swatted.
Alaia's voice spread again. "[Battle Formation: Eclipse War Dance]."
The fifty maids moved as one, and their group of fifty dove straight into the 20 thousand Epoch Cores. As they moved in sync, it felt like their movements guided the energy around them.
The thousands of Beast Humans sent myriad attacks, most of them being close-combat strikes.
And yet, every time one of those attacks was about to land on one of the maids, the maid would deviate it with perfect synchrony to make it strike against another incoming attack, and simultaneously, another maid would strike the attacking Epoch Core, everything in the same instant.
Battle formations were created so that wave tactics would be less effective against a small group, or right the opposite, for huge groups with mediocre strength not to be slaughtered by a few experts.
However, Distancia was too young to create these complex Battle Formations. The reason was that Battle Formations used a principle similar to [Intent Domains].
[Intent Domains] was what came after mastering an [Intent] to perfection. While a [Intent] used the surrounding concepts to create different effects, [Intent Domains] created an area where other intents besides the [Intent Domain] were useless.
A mortal with a [Level One Intent Domain] would be able to slaughter mortal cultivators as if they were chickens on a cutting board. Other than very few exceptions, having one was the only way to fight someone with an [Intent Domain].
Now, the battle array the maids were using was a downgraded version of an [Intent Domain] created by their perfect synchrony and movements to manipulate the laws around them. They transformed and controlled the flow of the world's rules to develop enhancing and extraordinary effects.
So, while the 50 maids were dealing with 20,000 cultivators of a similar level cultivation-wise, they were like tigers between sheep, killing wantonly while not receiving any damage. Even while most of their energy was focused on defending the rain of attacks, they would find enough energy to kill one cultivator with each passing second.