Chapter 38: The Battle of Divinity
The plains trembled with the weight of the forces converging on Kayode's position. The Heaven Dao's True Eye shone ever brighter, casting its divine light across the land as if the Heavens themselves were watching. Cultivators, beasts, and rogue practitioners from all directions closed in, each intent on claiming what they believed was a divine treasure. The air was thick with anticipation.
The first to strike were the rogue cultivators—fierce and unpredictable. A battle-hardened man, dressed in dark robes, charged forward with a glint of greed in his eyes. He swung his sword, unleashing a violent blast of energy toward Kayode.
But before the attack could reach its target, the ground beneath Kayode erupted. A massive, powerful beast, its fur glistening with a supernatural sheen, appeared in front of him, roaring with fury. The beast's form was impossibly large, its claws slashing through the air to meet the oncoming assault.
The rogue cultivator's sword met the beast's claw with a resounding crash, sending shockwaves across the battlefield. The energy from their clash reverberated, creating a powerful gust that sent other cultivators stumbling back. The rogue cultivator himself was forced to retreat, the force of the collision nearly overwhelming him.
Behind them, a group of cultivators from a nearby sect, sensing the chaos, made their move. The woman in dark robes from earlier led the charge. She raised a hand, releasing a torrent of crimson flames, aimed straight for Kayode. But before her attack could land, a towering figure, an ancient dragon from the mountains, leapt into the fray, his massive form swooping down to intercept the blast.
The dragon's scales shimmered with the colors of the storm, and it unfurled its wings, blocking the flames with an immense shield of energy. The clash sent shockwaves through the air, creating an explosion of light and sound that shook the ground. The cultivators from the sect behind the woman were thrown backward, some of them injured by the sheer force of the blast.
Kayode stood frozen at the center of the conflict, his spear held tightly in his hands. He watched as the battle raged around him, the roars of beasts and the cries of cultivators mixing with the elemental fury unleashed by the experts.
Oba, perched on a nearby rock, watched with a mixture of disdain and curiosity. "So it begins. These fools have no idea that their actions will only destroy them."
Kayode's eyes narrowed as the chaos unfolded before him. "Are they really fighting over what they think I have?"
Oba's golden eyes glinted with amusement. "Yes, and they will fight to the death for it. Their greed and ambition are stronger than their sense of reason. But none of them understand that you possess nothing they want."
Kayode's grip on his spear tightened as he took a step forward, preparing for the inevitable. But before he could act, the battle escalated even further.
From the shadows of the forest, a cultivator at the Divine Ascension realm appeared. His aura was overwhelming, and his presence alone seemed to silence the winds. The man looked down upon the battlefield, his cold eyes sweeping across the chaos below.
"So, it is true," the man said softly, as if speaking to no one in particular. "The Heaven Dao's True Eye has manifested. Whoever holds that power is not an ordinary mortal."
With a wave of his hand, the cultivator sent out a shockwave of energy that parted the battlefield. His voice rang out, carrying authority and strength. "All of you are beneath me. Step aside and let me claim what I deserve."
The experts in the area, sensing the power of the Divine Ascension cultivator, froze in place. The rogue cultivators and sect members paused, some of them intimidated by his presence. However, the greed in their hearts remained, and many prepared to launch their attacks once more, unwilling to give up the opportunity to claim the divine treasure.
But the Divine Ascension cultivator was not interested in their petty ambitions. He raised his hand again, and this time, a force far greater than before descended upon the battlefield. The air crackled with energy as a massive storm of power began to materialize, threatening to tear the very land asunder.
Kayode's eyes widened as the storm began to take shape. The cultivators and beasts around him, each struggling for dominance, found themselves caught in the aftermath of the storm's creation. The force of the energy was too much for many of them to withstand, and their bodies were sent flying, crashing into the earth like ragdolls. Some were left bleeding, their cultivation unable to resist the sheer power of the Divine Ascension cultivator's attack.
Kayode gritted his teeth, the battle growing more intense with each passing moment. He knew that he had to act, but the chaos around him made it nearly impossible to focus. Every moment brought new attacks from every direction.
Oba, clearly unfazed by the ongoing battle, spoke with cold authority. "This is their downfall. The arrogance of the powerful will be their undoing. Let them destroy each other."
Kayode took a deep breath, the chaos around him sharpening his focus. He wasn't going to allow himself to be caught in this mess. But he knew that it wasn't just the sect members and cultivators he had to worry about—it was the Heavens themselves. The True Eye above him was pulling the attention of far too many.
Suddenly, a burst of movement caught his attention. A beast, larger than any he had seen before, rushed toward him with terrifying speed. Its eyes glowed with an ancient, dangerous light, and its fangs dripped with poison.
"Not again," Kayode muttered, preparing himself for another onslaught. He wouldn't be a passive observer any longer. If they wanted to fight, he would show them the cost of underestimating him.
With a roar, the battle raged on—cultivators fighting for a treasure that no one truly understood. The storm of power and fury continued to swell, and soon, the land itself seemed to tremble in response.
To Be Continued...