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Translator: Tamon
Translation Checker: Silavin
The Malignant Spirits were all Asura Souls, possessing Upper Realm’s power and incredible strength.
The Continent Assembly rang with the cries of the dead, covering the ground in their corpses and blood.
The nine Lords looked worse for wear, having a hard time, even as Immortal Slayers, dealing with such an onslaught.
[Curses! Who is after us?]
[How do they have such strong forces? We can’t hold on much longer.]
Even they had limits, their resistance faltering by the minute. Death was very much a possibility.
Without much choice, they gazed at Chen Changan.
[Senior’s boundless might can turn the tide for sure].
They saw him as the only hope out of this hellscape.
Only to sigh in despair as Absolute Dominator sat undisturbed in his chair with no intent of dirtying his hands.
[Is Senior not going to help?]
A weaker cultivator pleaded in his desperation. “Senior, you have to save us.”
“Senior has the power to make short work of these dark forces and Spirits!”
“Yeah, Senior is too upright to stand and watch.” Mist Province Lord had a grave expression, taking back the cauldron from Ah’Miao.
He asked her, “Ah’Miao, will Senior lend a hand?”
“Yep, I trust Senior. He won’t turn his back on us!”
A shrill laughter came from everywhere and nowhere. “Ha-ha-ha, ignorant Mortals of the Lower Realm, all you know is entrusting your hope on someone else. I can only assume that the Senior you all speak with so much reverence must be the recently famous Absolute Dominator, but to me, he’s unfit to bear such a name. Lords, hand over the cauldrons, if you know what’s good for you.”
The ever-silent Chen Changan finally spoke, his flat tone caring endless bloodlust. “I’m curious as to who might you be. You’re set on hiding your face in a corner. Why don’t you come into the light?”
The spirits of the cultivators stirred. [Is Senior making a move?]
They saw how one look from him cowered Patriarch Shi into submission, but not attacking for real.
With the Continent Assembly in imminent peril, they might very well get to gaze upon Chen Changan’s almighty moves.
Chen Changan sat there with a flat look, like a god ruling over life and death. His very presence instilled worship. His heart, however, was a mess. [The enemy came in full force, yet I’m stuck outside Absolute Domain. What do I do?!]
He should’ve just never left home and stayed cooped up for life, where it was safe. Why risk his life coming here?
[What a blunder.] Since he was hailed as the Absolute Dominator and the strongest on the continent, he had to live up to his name, not hole up like a coward. He had a reputation to uphold!
Chen Changan’s mind was soon made; his plan was simple. Shock and awe.
[No Absolute Domain? Fine, I still have Immortal Solution and Special Effects. The two traits are plenty enough to turn the tide.]
Chen Changan was frantic on the inside but not scared. The real issue was that he was in the open while the enemy was in the shadows. He was dubious about whether Special Effects would take effect.
Chen Changan looked around. “You really think I can’t find you, hiding in the dark?”
His words were icy and overpowering. The audience turned fighters for survival chatted in excitement.
“Senior is on the move!”
“Yes, yes! We get to see Senior’s true power!”
“No Immortal is Senior’s match. The perpetrator is done for!”
The sinister laughter came once more, vibrating the space itself as two figures appeared.
The action drew everyone’s eyes. One tall, one short.
The short one was a ruthless youth, thin as a rake, and so frail that he might keel over from just a breeze. His grin looked especially wicked, however, with sharp eyes like a viper’s.
The tall one was a middle-aged man, sinister in nature and having long teeth and a glum face. His entire form exuded power, along with endless bloodlust. The palpable killing intent was hard to bear for the victims below.
Even Immortal Slayers were affected.
He was the Dao Protector from the Asura Immortal Domain, a warmongering Asura even!
The Immortal Lord’s pressure was felt by the cultivators of the Continent Assembly like the world was on their shoulders.
None could meet his gaze under his imposing might.
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