Against The Eternity Chapter 56: [55] Chapter - 31: An Overlord Warrior—Falling Leaf Sect (Special Chapter)

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[55] Chapter - 31: An Overlord Warrior—Falling Leaf Sect (Special Chapter) Anshvi remained suspended in mid-air, her silhouette framed against the swirling remnants of shattered mountain stone and drifting dust, her gaze resting for a brief moment upon the obliterated remains of Akran whose body lay broken beyond recognition, his shredded limbs scattered amidst the freshly-formed crater where an entire peak once stood. The eerie silence that followed the collapse of the mountain carried a strange reverence, as if even the wind hesitated to disturb the aftermath of her single effortless strike. Only after surveying the ruin did she turn her attention downward toward Elder Sahas who lay breathing unevenly along the fractured ridge, his chest rising and falling as though every breath demanded a battle of its own. She descended slowly, the divine feathers of her golden-and-greenish-blue peacock wings folding behind her like shimmering curtains of celestial light, and she landed beside Elder Sahas with the grace of a sovereign visiting a mortal battlefield. Elder Sahas opened his eyes with difficulty yet managed a faint smirk as he whispered, “You surpass me at that age. Good, very good.” Anshvi gave him a half-smirk in return, one that carried both confidence and a softness otherwise hidden beneath her cold battle persona. “Just luck, Elder. Nothing else,” she said, though the calm power radiating from her made the words sound like a deliberate understatement. She placed a hand beneath his elbow, helping him sit upright, and drew out a pill that pulsed faintly with warm restorative light. “Rest here and recover, Elder. I will finish the rest quickly.” Elder Sahas swallowed the pill, sat cross-legged with her assistance, and began to circulate his ki to absorb the medicinal energy. His breathing steadied by the moment, though fatigue still drained his features. Anshvi stepped back, her divine wings unfolding once more, and with a single powerful beat she launched herself into the sky. She halted at a height where the entire battlefield sprawled beneath her like an intricate mosaic of chaos and bloodshed. From that vantage she inhaled, and then released the full depth of her aura—an oppressive, forceful, pressure that descended upon the battlefield like a sovereign decree none dared resist. The effect was instantaneous and catastrophic. Practitioners on the opposition side, those with weak or unstable cores, collapsed the moment her aura touched them, their bodies crushed against the earth as though the land had risen to claim their lives in obedience to her will. Some perished in that same moment, unable even to scream. Master Warriors trembled as their knees buckled, barely managing to remain upright in mid-air, struggling against the crushing sensation enveloping their bones and cores. Even Grandmaster Warriors, men who once commanded fear and respect wherever they walked, found themselves kneeling or collapsing under the pressure that felt like an entire mountain chain descending upon their shoulders. Before any resistance could form, Anshvi vanished. Only a faint shimmer of light marked her movement, and yet in that shimmering arc the sky split with trails of greenish-blue and golden brilliance. Each sweep of her spear—though it seemed more akin to a deity’s talon than a mere weapon—cut through the Grandmasters as easily as thin parchment, their bodies bursting into fragments of flesh and dissipating ki before they even comprehended her presence. Vedant, who once boasted unshakeable arrogance, died without a chance to raise his guard, reduced to dust beneath the cascading light of her strikes. To her, they were less than insects; they were disturbances to be removed with a single effortless gesture. Eklavya, watching from afar with widened eyes and parted lips, felt his heart pound at the sheer disparity of power. If earlier he believed he understood the meaning of Spirit Warrior, now that belief was shattered and reconstructed