The Martial Unity

The Martial Masters silently witnessed the diverging wills of Martial Sages clash midair.

Every twitch, every movement, every breath they took.

It impacted the world.

It churned the air.

"Honestly, I think we should leave it to the Masters."

A fourth Sage-level aura overlapped upon the others.

The three of them frowned at the man who had just appeared.

He was lying down on the ground, sleeping.

"Why would you bother yourself with such tiresome work in the first place?" The man yawned, remarking absentmindedly.

Yet his eyes glinted with interest.

"We should be the ones asking you that…" The Breath Of Destruction narrowed her eyes. "…Sevian."

"Well, it's been a century since I partook in one of these. So I figured why not? Also…" Sage Sevian smiled lazily. "As much as I owe the kid one, it's not appropriate to dismiss the Master Council decision because of your selfish intentions.

The Sloth Sage of the Stamina Sect had made his choice.

The votes from the Martial Sages were tied two-to-two.

None of the Martial Sages uttered a word.

They didn't need to.

Their speech was for the sake of those who beheld them.

It was an unnecessary and primitive form of communication.

They needed much less.

of the eye

echoed through

deep tension choked the air, wringing the

a challenge for lesser

this," The Mountain Of Fortitude narrowed his eyes. "If words cannot

gasped as six more

RUMBLE!

land beneath them

and earth wailed as the weight of

radiated from the beings at the center of the

They prayed.

moment, there were no

none other than the beings to the very beings

or two any time if you lot

malevolent cackle escaped from the Devil, Sage Damian Arrancar. A profoundly deep bloodlust emerged from the very core of his being, so much so that it was

the Fire Sect as he protected the minds of the assembly from his belligerence. "We convene. We do not

of Fortitude, led

does not sound bad, though," The Hugging Hegemon defended her fellow leader of the Fire Sect with a grin that featured a mouth full of canine teeth. "I dunno if

from the sheer hulking mass of muscles that lay underneath. An unfathomable amount of physical power lay

a tsunami of wind that

girl, one who looked no older than eight years old, glared at the two leaders

girl seemed to live in a different flow of

with her hair, swayed back and forth, and tapped her

of impatient

She couldn't help it.

her perspective. It took a deep amount of patience to issue her words in a manner that

support Prince Rui

of the Lightning Sect, the Flickering Elder, had declared her

colleague's decision," The Flashing Flier calmly expressed his support for the Void Prince alongside his fellow leader of the Lightning

support for the Void Prince alongside his fellow leader of the Lightning

The air grew

"Hic…buuurp,"

of them glanced at one particular

her wine bottle. "This liquor made