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.

a glance of the

echoed through

deep tension choked the air, wringing

breathing was a challenge

The Mountain Of Fortitude narrowed his eyes. "If words

Martial Masters gasped as six more Sage-level auras spread through

RUMBLE!

beneath them

of

shivered in terror as godly power radiated from the beings at the center of the

They prayed.

that moment, there

the beings to the very beings who inspired primordial fear from the depths of

two any time if you lot are

from the Devil, Sage Damian Arrancar. A profoundly deep bloodlust emerged from the

as he

Mountain of Fortitude, led

Hugging Hegemon defended her fellow leader of the Fire Sect with a grin that featured a mouth full of canine teeth. "I dunno if that pipsqueak of a prince is going to give it

scars that ran across the entirety of her fair skin could draw attention away from the sheer hulking mass of muscles that lay underneath. An unfathomable amount of physical power lay dormant within the depths of

of wind that

incorrigible," A young girl, one who looked no older than eight years old,

girl seemed to live in a different

her hair, swayed back and forth, and tapped her

billions of impatient

She couldn't help it.

well have been frozen in time from her perspective. It took a deep amount

Prince Rui Quarrier

Lightning Sect, the Flickering Elder, had declared

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

alongside his fellow leader of

The air grew

"Hic…buuurp,"

glanced at one particular

remarked as she chugged from her wine bottle. "This liquor made from the Celestial Plumberries of