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descend of the Chaos God

Crimson rain is the norm, the tang of iron a constant companion. In the Martial Spirit World, survival is a brutal song, sung by the strong over the broken bodies of the weak. This island-born boy, Bai Yu, harbors a dream that strains against the shackles of his small world. His path? Not the fisherman's life his fate seems to prescribe, but a climb so steep, so treacherous, it leads straight to the thrones of the gods. Will his ascent be paved with the blood of his enemies, or can he forge a different path in this unforgiving realm?

Chaos_Immortal25 · Eastern
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End of the Battle

The earth-shaking clash in the air sent a tremor through the ground battle below. Elder Xiu pressed his attack against his opponent. In a lightning-fast maneuver, his saber knocked the enemy's weapon away, followed by a swift thrust that pierced the man's throat, silencing him instantly.

Elder Su, however, faced a more formidable foe. His recent ascension to the Xiantian Realm left him at a disadvantage against his more experienced opponent. After a series of brutal clashes, his spear was dislodged from his grasp, leaving him vulnerable.

With a curse he braced himself for the inevitable blow – the enemy's axe poised to cleave through his skull.Suddenly, a blur of silver materialized behind the Stormwind Island expert. Elder Xiu, with his speed, appeared in a flash, his saber a deadly arc of steel. In a single, decisive motion, he severed the arm holding the axe, followed by a ruthless swipe that decapitated the enemy.

"Thanks, Brother Xiu," Elder Su rasped, relief washing over his face. They both turned their gazes upwards, where Bai Yu stood, his face a mask of grim determination, facing the two heavily wounded Jade Dragon Island experts.Bai Yu, his own body bearing the scars of the brutal aerial battle, looked down upon the battlefield. His golden eyes, cold and unforgiving, met those of the Stormwind Island cultivators.

With a chilling sneer, he declared, "Those you sought to protect are no more."A suffocating wave of killing intent washed over the remaining Jade Dragon Island experts. Bai Yu, his voice laced with lethal intent, uttered a chilling pronouncement, "Your time is at an end."

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed two streaks of razor-sharp sword qi. The attacks, fueled by his immense power, found their mark with unerring accuracy. The two heavily injured Jade Dragon Island experts, already weakened by the ferocious battle, crumpled before they could even react. Their lifeless bodies plummeted towards the ground, a grim testament to Bai Yu's ruthlessness.

Landing gracefully beside Elders Xiu and Su, Bai Yu surveyed the battlefield. The air crackled with the aftermath of the brutal confrontation. "What shall we do with these two?" Elder Xiu inquired, gesturing towards the Two remaining Mid Xiantian Realm Stormwind Island experts who lay incapacitated, their bodies ravaged by the battle.Bai Yu's lips curled into a cold smile. "Leave them," he commanded. "They are crippled, a burden to their own people. Let them serve as a living reminder".

His gaze swept over the battlefield once more, a calculating glint in his golden eyes. "Now," he continued, his voice firm, "search for any valuables. We leave this place with a message etched in blood: the Bai Clan will not be trifled with."