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Eternal Warlord's Saga

Amongst creatures in the Three Realms, I am the Asura. Fighting against the Heaven and the Earth, I am an Immortal! A loser, instructed by Asura Technique accidentally, has embarked on a road of shaking the universe.

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Asura

The Fatty helped griffin go back to his house. While they were walking, griffin sadly admitted, "I messed up because I let anger take over my thoughts." But before he could even get inside, someone yelled angrily, "You're a bad son, you only show up now?"

Fatty got sad when he heard that and said, "People found out fast."

Orion blazehart shouted at Fatty, "Stop talking and go stand facing the wall. You can't go out without asking me."

Griffin endured the injuries on his body and quickly left the shadowforge City. Just as he exited the city gates, he discovered that someone was following him. Griffin didn't even need to think to know that it was someone from the blackthorn Family;

Although the group of people at the back were servants at the fifth or sixth stage of body transformation, to griffin who was injured, these people were not people he could handle. Griffin did not care that much and immediately rushed into the forest the moment he left the city.

"Quickly chase, don't let this brat escape!" The people behind him shouted as they chased after him.

No one was more familiar with that place than him. Not even fifteen minutes after he ran in, Griffin had already left the person who was chasing after him behind.

After seeing that no one was chasing after him, Griffin dared to stop and rest while leaning on a big tree. The injuries on his body had become even more severe because of the intense running, and Griffin had no choice but to sit down and tend to his injuries.

Griffin lowered his head to look at his chest, only to realize that the ring was blinking, as though it had revived. The Divine Dragon's eyes were emitting a faint red light, following that, the dragon's mouth which was biting onto the dragon's tail opened, and the entire dragon suddenly came to life, transforming into a real dragon that soared into the sky and swam around griffin. Although this dragon was only an inch long, Griffin could still feel the majesty and domineering aura that only Divine Dragon possessed from its body.

A loud and clear dragon roar came out, following that the dragon flew to Griffin's right pinky, spiraling back to its original ring form, only this time the ring was about the size of Griffin's finger.

Griffin carefully examined the ring on his hand once again. He had not noticed it before, but this time, he knew that the ring was not ordinary, but anything that needed to be bound with a drop of blood must be considered an exceptional treasure. Although Griffin had never seen a treasure that could bind with blood, he had heard of it before.

Griffin's consciousness entered the space in the storage ring and looked around him. It was completely empty, only three things were placed in front of him, a palm sized blood red paper, as well as a stone sword and a fist-sized blood red jade stone.

Griffin first picked up the stone sword and realised that the sword was extremely ordinary, it was a sword made of some unknown stone. Griffin then slashed the tree behind him lightly, he was originally just testing it out casually, but did not expect the sword to instantly cut through the thick tree trunk.

Griffin looked at the stone sword in his hand in disbelief. The sharpness of the sword was simply beyond his expectations, even a good weapon would not necessarily be so sharp, for a moment, griffin was unwilling to let go.

Putting the stone sword to the side, griffin took out the blood red jade stone, and realized that the jade stone was sparkling and translucent, as though blood was flowing inside it. Other than cultivating, griffin would normally listen to his grandfather tell him about the novel things in this world, and this jade stone seemed to be the legendary treasure of the Innate Stage, the Profound Nether Blood Jade.

Griffin placed the Profound Nether Blood Jade to the side, and took out the last blood red paper, only to realize that there was nothing on it. The blood on Griffin's hand just happened to be smeared on the paper, and immediately after, the paper started to burn in front of Griffin, and a terrifying voice from the Ninth Hell Purgatory sounded.

Immediately after, lines of information rushed into griffin's mind, and after a while, griffin finally reacted.

So it turned out that he had just signed a contract, and only the person who had signed the contract could obtain the cultivation technique on the piece of paper, which was called Asura Change.

The paper said that this was a cultivation technique cultivated by the strongest clan in the era of the Great Desolate, the Asura Clan who was known as the God of Death. It was divided into nine stages, called Asura Nine Transformations.

Asura Nine Transformations, every single form would have to contribute one Heaven and Earth spirit object to Asura for cultivation. Only then would he be able to cultivate Asura Transformations, otherwise, he would have been devoured by Asura and died.

The Heaven and Earth and spirit object that Asura needed to change his mind was the Profound Nether Blood Jade.

Griffin held the special Blood Jade and felt it was a gift from his real parents. They wanted him to use it to become stronger. They worked really hard to make sure he could transform into an Asura.

Griffin gripped the Profound Nether Blood Jade firmly, following the instructions outlined in Asura's transformation. As he began the cultivation process, he sensed the unfolding of a profound revelation. An immense, ancient door swung open, revealing a chamber shrouded in an eerie crimson hue. At the heart of this room stood a crimson pillar, upon which was a sinister figure, drenched in blood, possessing ghostly silver-white hair and blood-red eyes that exuded a chilling presence. Thick iron chains, as robust as Griffin's own arms, bound him securely to the pillar.

Griffin sensed an overwhelming presence emanating from the individual, akin to a deity of death from the depths of the Ninth Hell Purgatory. It exuded a potent urge for submission, compelling people to kneel in reverence. However, griffin resisted the urge to kneel, even as he felt himself nearing his limit. Just as he was on the brink, the person on the stone pillar turned and fixed his gaze on Griffin.

With this glance, griffin felt as if he had fallen into a Ninth Hell Purgatory, his surroundings was a boundless sea of blood, the sea of blood was filled with bones, and Griffin's entire body was submerged in the sea of blood.

Griffin suddenly opened his eyes, and upon seeing that he was still inside the forest, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Everything that had happened just now was like a nightmare, and when he thought about it, his heart still palpitated, and his clothes were already drenched in sweat.