Paragon Of Sin Chapter 1989 Chapter 1981: The Race Has Already Started
Previously on Paragon Of Sin...
In Wei Wuyin's Mind's Eye, the Heaven's Gate burst forth with dazzling light, releasing a battle anthem filled with divine favor and ethereal tunes. The 300,000 blood-red stars glowed more intensely, expanded in size, and roared along with the melody in flawless harmony. His entire Mind's Eye lit up with the glow of celestial warfare, interwoven with battle shouts and savage incantations from an archaic, primordial tongue. When the gate sprang to life, the nine heavenly runes that Wei Wuyin had grasped and inscribed into his Seed of Law flared with enthusiasm, unleashing surges of divine power.
The misty form of Athena had become far more defined and lifelike compared to before. Though her facial details remained vague or undefined, apart from her silver eyes, her flowing, grand river-like locks of gold accented with blood-red streaks drew the eye, featuring two thick, lengthy tresses draping down each side of her face to accentuate it with a wild yet alluring grace. Her figure had shifted away from ambiguity, now shaped like that of a youthful female, imposingly tall with a toned, lean physique apparently carved by gods for warfare.
Fragments of unfinished golden armor encircled her, gradually drawing in beams of bright celestial light from the Heaven's Gate to assemble fully, along with a streaming torrent of Solar Soul Energy pouring into her form. Her metamorphosis wasn't complete yet, but her consciousness was entirely alert. Her gaze sharpened, sparkling with a sharp silver gleam. The sights Wei Wuyin perceived via his vision mirrored in her eyes, as she watched the savage rush of hostile fighters.
The reason she instantly marked them as foes was clear: each one radiated brutal murderous aura while advancing, directing all their battle-hardened and bloodthirsty mental energies straight at Wei Wuyin. These were troops following commands.
Kill.
They served as leaders directing the assault toward one sole objective.
Kill!
Her gaze burned with just one intent:
KILL!!!
Detecting Athena's robust reaction, Wei Wuyin found it hard to suppress a grin. Her progress unfolded steadily, free of any hitches.
RUMBLE!!
The earth itself quaked beneath Wei Wuyin's feet, signaling the approaching force. The troops made no effort to conceal their advance or assault, charging at maximum power toward his paired Identity Runes. They employed the might of a lion to chase a mere hare, but their quarry proved no harmless animal or victim—he was a DRAGON!
This mystery failed to halt the clueless adversaries; the unit pulverized the terrain and streaked through the heavens in precise array, displaying remarkable teamwork amid their aggressive push. Using his sharp sight, Wei Wuyin examined the nearing group. Their looks became visible during their intimidating synchronized motion.
Clad in metal plating crafted from Essence of War, the gloomy blue hue paired with a bold emerald green slant-stripe design hinted at their allegiance. Regrettably, Wei Wuyin couldn't pinpoint their precise background, not even the emblem they shared as a collective—some carved on helms, cloaks, or chest guards—depicting a six-fingered indigo hand bearing an eye in its palm that pulsed with an enigmatic vibe. A faint, barely noticeable strand of fate energy seeped from that eye's center.
The plating drew from Water Intent, inscribed with complex arrays. Right away, Wei Wuyin unraveled the puzzle of their missing blood. The gear emitted a thick blood essence, probably designed to harness the user's shed blood as power source to spark, triggering its multiple features on its own and sparing the need for deliberate control amid fierce combat.
Their stares held chill, lethal focus, and precision. Still, they weren't devoid of smarts, merely driven by unyielding resolve suited to warriors, fitting for cultivators striving for peak performance in the realm. It was captivating to witness—a mark of genuine masters.
By tallying them one by one, Wei Wuyin quickly assessed their rough count: 1,032. This formed a complete battalion. Their cultivation levels differed but remained extraordinarily elevated. None fell to Rune King—also called Earthly Saint, the minimal stage permitted in the Ascendant Battlefield. Every one reached at least World Emperor, authentic World Saints in the Mystic Ascendant Realm's Fifth Stage. The Lieutenants guiding their units, however, attained the Heavenly Saint Phase.
Finally, the Battalion Commander held the Ascended Saint Phase—a Mystic Overlord! Among the Lieutenants and the Battalion Commander, Wei Wuyin detected traces of Karmic Luck aura, vibrant and surging fiercely. They were Blessed. Not one bore a sinful aura.
This squad was custom-made from Blessed Fighters and exceptional geniuses, dispatched to sow chaos throughout the Inner Ascendant Battlefield!
"TARGET LOCATED! SOLDIER, INDEPENDENT!" A scouting Spiritualist zeroed in on Wei Wuyin's silhouette right away, skillfully bypassing Tilly. As an Entry Moderator, she enjoyed specific safeguards, so they naturally classed her as non-hostile. No warning came for her to withdraw, since her access and abilities let her evade any cultivator effortlessly. If she chose to watch, they had no power to prevent it, and if she opted to go, they wouldn't even attempt interference.
Wei Wuyin sensed a wave of Spiritual Strength wrapping around him from hundreds of miles distant. Solely a Spiritualist could bypass the limits so smoothly, projecting their Spiritual Sense in this antagonistic, stifling space where cultivators couldn't unleash their peak power. Though Wei Wuyin didn't qualify as a standard Spiritualist, his cultivation roots lay in that foundation—Divine Elemental Soul and Divine Saber Soul. Even as both had advanced past those norms, forging their own trails, his spirit prowess outstripped any common Spiritualist by leaps.
He faced zero limitations.
"INITIATE FORMATION: THUNDEROUS DISPERSION!" A Lieutenant bellowed with commanding force, rippling commands through their ranks and spurring the soldiers into heightened motion as they fused their energies in a stunning show of crushing dominance. Wei Wuyin detected a thunderous blast reverberating in his Sea of Consciousness mere moments later, as the battalion channeled their curbed Spiritual Strength into the Spiritualist, enabling a spirit assault well beyond their individual capacities.
This spirit art could shatter the Sea of Consciousness of a typical Heavenly Saint instantly, probably slaying them from afar. If not lethal, it would cripple their spirit sea badly, hampering their combat or retreat options. Such clever strategy. Even a Mystic Overlord might survive the initial strike, but that opening hit often sealed a grave's first seal.
Yet Wei Wuyin had joined the Inner Ascendant Battlefield as a Soldier, not a Commander. His cultivation level shouldn't match that tier. Their strategies proved swift and efficient, launched without pause once intel arrived. Truly impressive. Wei Wuyin even felt a twinge of respect for their execution.
In mere heartbeats, these Mystic Ascendants covered vast distances together, borrowing one another's power to surge forward across the realm. They bounded with synced leaps that built speed, hurled comrades to gain velocity, soared, and trailed the slipstream of swifter allies to cut drag. They resembled a synchronized horde of armored locusts and tumblers. Nimble and mighty!
Amid this synergy, one squadron drew forth bows and quivers. They loaded bolts, regulated their breaths while comrades propelled them ahead, matching the collective pace without breaking concentration. A display born purely from faith and rapport.
Upon closing to three miles from Wei Wuyin, a Lieutenant thundered: "FIRE!"
No advance notice, as if a drilled maneuver from endless drills. At once, the blood-hued heavens dimmed. Darkness overshadowed Wei Wuyin as explosive air bursts rang out in multitudes of thousands. All from loosed arrows. Their bows gleamed azure, radiating a liquid essence. Each pull unleashed a fan of shots, swelling numbers by hundreds.
Some aimed straight; shots flew right at Wei Wuyin's position.
Others plotted cleverly; they targeted potential evasion paths for Wei Wuyin.
A handful lurked deviously; they masked under arrow shades, invisible to normal eyes.
The display would terrify a fresh soldier unaware of the chaos.
Silently, Wei Wuyin reached out his hand in a partial grasp and connected on a spiritual level with Athena. That effortless gesture carried the deep poise of a Supreme Commander, one who had battled amid the heavens
themselves.
One blood-red star ignited in Athena's Heaven's Gate. It shot forth at blinding pace, surging out with fervent drive. The blood-red star left Wei Wuyin's Mind's Eye as he sensed his Mystic Power drain from his dantian. The star took shape over his palm, then swiftly grew, forming a battle banner! It mirrored the Nexus War Flag precisely!
Wei Wuyin's gaze blazed with fierce intensity as he gripped the War Flag. With a gentle hoist, the atmosphere warped as the incoming arrows, intent on riddling him like a target, encountered
opposition!
"RISE!" Wei Wuyin's cry sliced like a blade through reality, roaring with draconic fury to shatter any foe.
"LEGION!!!" He drove the flag's base into the soil with a thud, and the blood-red War Flag erupted in golden brilliance. The arrows, fueled by the battalion's unity, pressed onward, but now a fresh
foe blocked their way.
Ten thousand War Soldiers materialized. A hundred-strong unit bearing golden barriers charged first. The barriers swelled in their hold, fusing into one vast silver bulwark akin to a godly defense, unbreachable and eternal.
Every arrow struck the immense silver barrier. But on contact, no explosions or noise followed, just quiet. They bounced back as if flicked by a babe's breath.
The battalion froze in shock. 'What was that?!'
Yet no pause for thought came as the silver barrier contracted, unveiling the full ten thousand War Soldiers.
Each appeared as golden war deities, eyes matching the sky's crimson, helms marked with a silver glyph: Zhan. Leading them loomed a dominant figure that seized the foes' focus and senses. Trailing, Wei Wuyin raised the War Flag and eased it ahead,
aiming at the battalion.
"Legion Commander Zhan Zheng!"
The lead aura detonated instantly. It unveiled his cultivation as a Heavenly Saint!
"KILL!!!"
One command, and every War Soldier's aura burst together. As it happened, the 'Zhan' mark on their brows glowed silver, revealing their full cultivation.
In a flash, the aggressive battalion paled with dread and alarm.
All of them...were...HEAVENLY SAINTS!
"YES!" Zhan Zheng bellowed, thrusting his spear toward the Battalion Commander, defiance in his stare, as war essence billowed commandingly around him. His motion unleashed the Law of War aura endlessly, manifesting as a complete MINOR LAW!
"KILL!" Zhan Zheng commanded.
"KILL!!!" In perfect sync, the Legion exhaled murder as they charged the battalion!!