18 Fierce EngagementS (1)
A back figure landed gracefully atop a rooftop that made up the multiple buildings of the xiao sect manor.
"this is where we part chief" Azazel stated calmly as he watched the little spirit ball slowly fly towards the adjacent building, the location of the medical pavilion where there was a congregation of treasures for the art of healing.
The white haired boy's scarlet eyes then gazed at the other buildings that marred his vision. the plan here was to provide a distraction of some sort in order to allow chief to steal every single treasures within the manor. Not that it was necessary since chief is inherently intangible, but for the sake of killing 2 birds with one stone, this was the road they decided to travel. After this farce, not only will He gain multiple treasures concerning the art of cultivation, but he will also build up the necessary experience upon engaging in fights. Of course, this was all under the probability that he survives.
Azazel immediately activated his spiritual senses, scouting the area for all of the enemies present currently. There were 2 at the nascent profound realm patrolling the medical building, 5 more on the training grounds, and a bunch of disciples in what could be categorized as the dorms of the xiao sect manor.
The enemies truly were not strong, for most of the powerful elders already left the manor in search for a doctor or making amends to close off the city gate in hopes of cutting off escape options for their target. The only powerful combatant here is the xiao sect master, also known as xiao tiannan. With a cultivation at the first level of the earth profound realm, his abilities and strength are higher than Azazel if cultivation is put into sole consideration.
A countdown slowly began ticking within his subconscious, like a bomb that was soon about to explode.
5...
4.....
3....
2...
1....
The white haired boy, in a flash of pure scarlet, jumped down from the building while simultaneously generating a massive momentum, landing heavily on the ground as an immense crater quickly scarred the earth.
BOOM!
the massive explosion alerted every single disciple within the area, and with decisive steps, all of them hurriedly arrived at the scene of explosion, their killing intent reaching the roof upon noticing the frame of a little boy indifferent walking out of the massive crater.
" you bastard, I commend you for delivering yourself to our door. Now we Don't have to be so worried about finding you in person." spoke a horse faced disciple who arrogantly sheathed his sword.
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10. Azazel began counting the enemies with his pointed finger, the statement spoken by the youth completely failed in its purpose of keeping him interested.
The wayward wind flew by in symbolization of the commencement of a fierce battle, all the disciples were tightly gripping unto their swords, some already began circulating their profound energy in hopes of releasing a surprise and completely inconspicuous attack.
"don't be so tense, This will not take long. You shall enter the realm of dreams in the speed of a heartbeat." came a soft little voice that was extremely icy.
the disciples, in showcase of indecisiveness and apparent nervousness, simultaneously released their profound energy, creating with their swords, beams of winds and rays of energy that all had the singular purpose of piercing the little boy in front of them full of holes.
Azazel curled his lips in indifference, his body flickered before disappearing from its original location, appearing beautifully in the air as his eyes glowed with a pristine light.
The attacks did not step there, all of the xiao sect members frantically released attack after attack after attack, ridling the skies full of colored lights that represent their showcase of pitiful strength.
The white haired boy seemed like he was carried by the wind. His movements graceful as he dodged each attack while in mid air, his body was constantly doing backflips and directional turns to evade the conjured energy. However, much to the surprise of the disciples, Azazel floated in midair and made no further movements to the last batch of attacks. His hand extended like a sword as he blocked off every single beam that headed his way, dispersing the congregated profound energies and into the the realm of nothingness.
Without further wasting stamina and energy, Azazel appeared atop the concentrated batch of disciples, his body was positioned awkwardly after the swift teleportation. his feet were in the air upwards while his hands and head were all facing down. A scarlet ray of light slowly began appearing on his palms...
"OH shit!!! everyone get away. DISPERSE!" a fearful disciple spoke amids his attempts to run, however it will all prove to be too late.
"Sublime extinction"
from atop the heavens, came a singular yet wide ray of light that striked the ground in fury, absorbing every single disciple within its blast of radius, the only sounds one could hear was the arcane pattern of the energy ray and the screams of pain emanating from a bunch of students taking continuous damage.
Silence, after the passing of 4 seconds and the negation of the light's luminosity, assaulted the area.
A bunch of disciples lied on the floor, steam rising off of their twitching body. Yet, the beat of their heart hinted at the presence of a flame of life.
Azaze slowly floated to ground level. His scarlet eyes surveyed the new, incoming batch of enemies from the surrounding building with a calm and confident countenance. this scene was so awfully similar, and the results are bound the same.
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