Chapter 623: The Devil Called Asura!
Chapter 623: The Devil Called Asura!
Neither a human nor any humanoid creature belonging to Takamahagara, he was a forbidden devil found in the Shadow Oppression Valley by none other than the elders of the Ten Thousand Transformations Sect.
The infant was seen gathered upon by hundreds of devils of the Shadow Oppression Valley, who slowly ate him up, and that was what piqued the curiosity of the elders. Devils eating devils was something that never occurs, and the exception piqued their curiosity so much that they decided to help the devil that was being eaten. But instead, what they found was a humanoid infant with no eyes, ears, lips, hands, or legs. They had all been gorged up by the brutal devils, and strangely, the infant was able to miraculously survive the encirclement.
The event was enough to shock all of the grand elders. Still, a devil was a devil and should be killed, until the intervention of an ancient monster of the sect who forcibly rose up from a slumber of more than thousands of years, just to declare that the child was now officially part of the Ten Thousand Transformations Sect. He was also named by the ancient monster, and the name was none other than Asura. Asura Hyakimaru!!!
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“Asura Hyakimaru!!! What the hell is he doing here? Hasn’t he never exited the Shadow Oppression Valley for up to a century now?” a disciple asked in shock, and some of the grand elders had their eyebrows dangerously furrowed.
They all, of course, knew well the secret of Asura’s background and the fact that he was different. But he had not been paid much attention by the elders nor the other students because Asura also did not like the company of humans...
Ever since it could hold a weapon and reached the Meteor rank stage, Asura had left the inner sect grounds, his new home being the Shadow Oppression Valley.
He rarely came out at all, and the only way to see him was for the inner sect members to go to the Shadow Oppression Valley, where he would be found doing just one thing!
Slaughtering devils unendingly. He was a madman who had grown from youth doing only a single thing throughout his entire life, and that was killing. No one dared approach Asura, due not only to fear but also to the repulsive aura of death that lingered on his body every time.
He had no friends, no companions, and no hobbies. Never having been caught smiling or laughing, or grinning, or hating. He just existed like some sort of anomaly born just for a single thing...
“DESOLATE STAR RING! OPEN!!!”
“ANGERED STAR GOD RING! OPEN!!!”
“CONGLOMERATION OF SOUL STARS! OPEN!!!”
“HEAVENLY PUNISHMENT LIGHTNING RUINS! OPEN!!!”
Under Zeras’s commands, every grand elder present in the arena jumped to their feet in shock as a phantasmal level of energy rippled outwards from Zeras, bearing so much power that the law of creation around him was forcefully fractured into nothing, wiped out of existence, and then something unfolded...
Something that could be quantified by some of the elders, yet was seemingly beyond!
What is the want for a power that is beyond, and where does it lead to?
Zeras was given the answer during his last heavenly punishment:
“To chase power is to walk the path of a demon. Yet to leave the chasing of power, and to lay down one’s sword, is to walk the path of a Buddha. Humanity lies on the precipice of these two paths. Even though the heavens opened up three paths, it only accepts two from all its creatures...
And that was the path of tethering, which is humanity, and the path of laying down everything, which is that of a Buddha. Yet, Zeras chose a singular path...