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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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Five Experts against Bai Yu

Bai Yu, accompanied by Elders Xiu and Su, materialized high above Stormwind Island. Below, a gathering of eight Xiantian Realm experts – three from Stormwind Island, likely their remaining elite, and five from the formidable Jade Dragon Island – stood amidst a flurry of surprised gasps.

A booming voice shattered the silence. "Haha! You've graced us with your presence, Lord Bai. Eager to discuss peace, are we?" A Stormwind Island elder, his face etched with false joviality, boomed out.

Bai Yu, his gaze cold and calculating, swept across the group. He easily identified the remaining Stormwind Island experts. Three figures, their auras radiating early Xiantian Realm power, would be dealt with swiftly.

Ignoring the Stormwind Island elder's facade, Bai Yu declared in a voice laced with ice, "The debt will be paid in full today. The lives of your remaining Xiantian experts forfeit."

A collective gasp rippled through the gathering. The Jade Dragon Island elder, a late Xiantian Realm cultivator with a formidable presence, bristled. "You dare threaten bloodshed on neutral ground? That is a declaration of war against not only Stormwind Island, but Jade Dragon Island as well!"

Bai Yu scoffed, a single word dripping with disdain escaping his lips, "Trash."He unleashed his powerful aura, a crushing wave of energy that sent shivers down the spines of even the Jade Dragon Island experts. This was no longer a negotiation; it was a prelude to war.

With a battle cry that echoed across the island, Bai Yu issued his orders. "Elders Xiu and Su," he commanded, his golden eyes gleaming with a deadly glint, "engage the early Xiantian Realm opponents. I will handle the others."The two elders acknowledged his command with grim nods, their weapons materializing in their hands as they prepared to face their adversaries.

"You vermin!" roared the Late Xiantian Realm expert from Jade Dragon Island, his voice a thunderclap as he launched himself towards Bai Yu, the other four trailing close behind. The scene had transformed from a tense standoff to a full-blown aerial brawl. Bai Yu, facing five opponents, remained a solitary figure, his golden eyes radiating a chilling calm.