Chapter 751: Against an Ascendant
It was Max who finally stepped forward, breaking free of the swirling chaos as though emerging from the eye of a storm. For long moments, he’d held himself back, torn between instinct and cold calculation. The Ascendant rampaging through the first circle was a monstrous force, a creature whose strength dwarfed his own by an entire gulf.
A Seventh-Level Champion Rank Ascendant was so far above his First-Level Master Rank cultivation that even the notion of confronting it bordered on madness. Every shred of rationality screamed that engaging would be suicide.
And yet, Max’s gaze kept straying to the carnage—the twisted bodies of hunters littering the ground, their lifeless eyes staring into the crimson sky, blood pooling beneath them as the Ascendant’s claws tore through flesh and bone with ruthless precision.
Each fresh scream drove the blade of rage deeper into his chest until he could no longer stand idle.
Enough.
With grim resolve settling like iron in his veins, Max lifted his gaze, locking onto the monstrous figure. His Three Dimensional Body locked onto every twitch of muscle, every surge of energy within the creature’s towering form, calculating trajectories and vulnerabilities even as his heart thundered in his chest.
’Golden Sword!’ He thought, the words echoing like a vow through the depths of his mind. At his silent command, brilliant golden light burst forth in the air before him, swirling and condensing into the shape of a gleaming sword, each edge radiating a divine glow as if it had been forged from the essence of dawn itself. The sword hovered for a fraction of a heartbeat, blazing against the backdrop of crimson clouds and the black tide of Nulls.
Max’s eyes narrowed as he fixed his invisible sights upon the Ascendant’s chest, and then with a sharp mental flick, he released it.
Whoosh!