Against The Eternity Chapter 96: [95] Chapter - 58: Death of Grand Elder's disciple. (Part - 1/2)

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[95] Chapter - 58: Death of Grand Elder's disciple. (Part - 1/2) Rain still lingered in the air, though its fury had begun to fade. Droplets fell more slowly now, tapping softly against the soaked earth as the storm retreated into distant thunder. The clearing bore the marks of battle—broken branches, torn ground, and bodies scattered like fallen leaves. Eklavya stood at the centre of it all, unmoving. Three of the five had already fallen, all of them four-star Master Warriors. Their blood mixed with rainwater, forming thin streams that flowed silently through the uneven soil. Now only two remained. One lay trembling on the ground—the five-star Master Warrior, who just moments ago had carried himself with arrogance, now reduced to something pitiful, his body refusing to obey him. In contrast, the seven-star warrior stepped forward from behind a tree, his expression strained yet still holding onto a fragile arrogance. “I am a direct disciple of one of the five Grand Elders of the Falling Leaf Sect,” he declared, lifting his chin as if those words alone could change the situation. Eklavya’s expression did not change. ‘So,’ he thought. Magha’s voice echoed faintly in his mind. ‘Ah… I’ve heard this countless times. When strength fails, they cling to status.’ Eklavya spoke aloud, his tone flat. “So, what?” The seven-star warrior’s brows twitched, but he continued, as if refusing to let his authority collapse. “My name is Shurang Kehtra. A direct disciple of one of the Grand Elders.” “Oh? Really?” Eklavya replied, almost absent-mindedly. “Are you afraid now?” Shurang asked, forcing a grin. Eklavya tilted his head slightly. “When did I say I was afraid?” he replied. “I’ve heard that the direct disciples of Grand Elders are powerful… famous even across empires.” His gaze sharpened. “But you?” he paused briefly, then said coldly, “You’re nothing special.” Shurang’s expression stiffened. “I admit I am not the strongest,” he said, trying to recover his composure, “but if my senior brother were here… you would already be dead.” Eklavya began walking toward him, slow, deliberate steps pressing into the wet ground. “So your master has two disciples?” he asked casually. “Yes,” Shurang answered, instinctively stepping back, though his hand remained tight on his sword. “Which means… You can’t do anything to me.” “So…” The wet ground glistened under the dim light as rain continued to fall, though lighter than before. A streak of lightning tore across the sky, illuminating the clearing in a cold flash just as Eklavya spoke again. In the next instant, he moved—his figure turning into a blur beneath the storm-dark sky. “You’re saying I can’t kill you because of that?” His voice reached Shurang a heartbeat before the attack. “You know what I hate the most? People who threaten me.” Before the seven-star warrior could even lift his sword, a flash of steel cut through the rain. The strike was clean—too fast to follow. For a brief second, Shurang stood still. Then his head split apart, blood bursting out like a crimson fountain, immediately washed and scattered by the falling rain as his body collapsed into the soaked earth. “Now… It’s your turn,” Eklavya said calmly, turning his head slightly. The clearing had fallen eerily quiet again, broken only by the soft sound of rain striking the ground and dripping from leaves. The last remaining five-star Master Warrior struggled to stand, his body trembling as he forced himself upright. Mud clung to his legs, and fear had completely replaced whatever pride he once carried. “Hah… d-do you even know w-what you’ve done?” he stammered, his voice shaking. “He… he was a direct disciple… of one of the Grand Elders…” “So, what?” Eklavya said, his voice calm and unshaken as he stepped forward. The rain had thinned into a steady drizzle, each drop tapping against the soaked ground and sliding down his blade, washing away the fresh blood that still clung to it. The clearing was quiet now—too quiet—filled only with the