Against The Eternity Chapter 57: [56] Chapter - 32: Ruthless Goddess

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[56] Chapter - 32: Ruthless Goddess Laksh’s survival was not a result of resilience, strategy, or cultivation attainment, but a consequence of timing that narrowly aligned with intervention from a higher existence, an outcome so bitter that even he understood the humiliation embedded within it. Had the Overlord Warrior of the Falling Leaf Sect arrived even a breath later, Laksh’s body would have already been reduced to nothing more than pulverized flesh scattered across the shattered mountains, his soul extinguished by Anshvi’s divine spear without the dignity of a final scream. Ishant and Anshvi hovered silently in mid-air as they watched Laksh being escorted away, his body supported not by his own strength but by the Overlord Warrior’s authority. Toward the massive flying vessels stationed at the battlefield’s edge, vessels that had once carried the arrogance of conquest but now bore the shame of retreat. What gathered upon those ships could no longer rightfully be called the Light Rain Sect, because that sect had been annihilated to its roots, its Elders erased. Its Masters warrior exterminated beneath thunder and divine pressure, and its Grandmasters warriors slaughtered without resistance, leaving behind only remnants too weak to influence fate. The practitioners who survived did so not through valor but through insignificance, crushed into the mountain bed by shockwaves and collapsing terrain, many crippled beyond recovery, many bleeding out slowly amid broken stone. Their deaths were delayed rather than prevented. Only around fifty disciples remained capable of standing. Their cultivation foundations fractured, their spirits trembling, their allegiance already severed from the name they once served, and these survivors were gathered onto the flying vessels not as victors or even prisoners, but as assets to be absorbed into the Falling Leaf Sect. Since practitioner warriors could not fly. The Overlord Warrior himself intervened, lifting them with casual indifference and placing them upon the ship, his actions devoid of compassion and guided purely by obligation. Before the vessels slowly turned and vanished beyond the horizon, retreating from the ruins of the Rudra Clan’s land with damaged hulls that bore the scars of Ishant and Laksh’s clash. As the last trace of those ships disappeared into the distant clouds, the battlefield descended into a silence so dense that even the wind hesitated to pass through it, the aftermath of destruction stretching across mountains, valleys, and shattered peaks. Ishant and Anshvi remained floating mid-air, Ishant bearing injuries accumulated through prolonged combat, sustaining himself through sheer will rather than remaining strength, and both were fully aware that survival had been purchased at a steep cost. It was then that Ishant’s body finally betrayed him. The internal damage he had suppressed erupting all at once as blood surged from his mouth, staining the air before him as his vision dimmed and his consciousness slipped away. His body losing its battle against gravity as he began to fall from the sky, no longer a Clan Leader in that moment, but a wounded man whose limits had been exceeded. Anshvi reacted instantly, space itself seeming to ripple as she vanished from her position and reappeared beneath Ishant’s falling form. Threads of ki shooting outward like luminous silk to wrap around his body with precision and care, halting his descent and preventing further injury as she guided him gently toward the mountain below. She landed beside Elder Sahas, who sat cross-legged upon the shattered stone with his eyes open and alert despite the exhaustion etched into his features. She carefully laid Ishant upon the ground, restraining the overwhelming power within her so that it would not harm him. Elder Sahas rose immediately and moved closer, his expression darkening as he assessed Ishant’s condition, while Eklavya, who had witnessed his father’s fall from below. He rushed forward and