The Elven Cultivator

Hearing Anton’s implication that he wouldn’t be leaving, Irad was so furious he laughed.

He had never seen such an arrogant Elf.

”You overestimate yourself.”

”You think blocking one of my attacks gives you the right to speak to me like that?”

Turbulent Water Element energy surged around Irad like a raging tide, revealing the immense fury in his heart.

”I could crush an ignorant ant like you with one hand.”

Anton, however, ignored his threat, instead tilting his head slightly to look at Valin, who was not far away.

”Valin, how about we join forces?”

Valin gave Anton a deep look, then immediately agreed.

”Alright.”

’Truth be told, I don’t think Anton joining the fight will be enough to kill Irad,’ he thought.

But he admired Anton’s attitude.

Those who were hesitant and timid would never amount to anything great.

A true powerhouse should have this kind of fearless mentality, rising to meet any challenge.

Even if they were ultimately defeated, at least they had thrown a punch head-on.

Seeing the two of them reach an agreement as if he wasn’t even there, Irad actually calmed down, but his vertical pupils grew even colder.

He had made a decision.

’Today, even if it means getting injured, I will kill this damn Elf before I leave.’

The battle erupted in the next instant.

Anton’s figure transformed into a streak of light, sweeping toward Irad amidst countless streams of Profound Gold Sword Light.

Since advancing to the Golden Core realm, he had rarely used Sword Escape.

Most of the time, the sheer speed and sharpness of his sword light alone were enough to force his enemies to dodge and desperately defend.

The occasional counterattack was easily blocked by his Primordial True Gang.

He could focus more on attacking without needing to be distracted by dodging.

But against an opponent stronger than himself, the situation was different.

Irad’s attack range was too wide, and the area covered by his Power of Law was terrifying.

Just hovering in place and controlling the sword light would make him an easy target for the enemy’s Elemental Power.

Using Sword Escape to evade the enemy’s attacks was especially necessary at this moment.

The Profound Gold Sword Light carved intricate trajectories across the sky above the flesh-and-blood wilderness, so fast they were nearly invisible.

Anton weaved and leaped between these streams of sword light like a silver fish swimming in a golden torrent. His position was erratic with each appearance, making him difficult for the enemy to track.

Irad’s claws and Water Curtains attacked from all directions, but they always missed Anton by a hair’s breadth, striking nothing but air.

At any other time, Irad could have mobilized his Power of Law to seal off Anton’s escape routes.

But right now, most of his energy was focused on contending with Valin, leaving him no spare capacity for more restrictive attacks.

Valin launched a frontal assault, his warhammer wreathed in a torrent of magma, smashing toward Irad’s head and chest again and again.

The Azure Abyss Dragon had to split his attention to deal with his old rival’s attacks, which gave Anton more room to maneuver.

Three figures clashed fiercely in the sky above the flesh-and-blood wilderness.

The deep blue Water Curtain, the searing magma, and the Profound Gold Sword Light—three completely different powers—collided and intertwined, turning an area several thousand meters wide into a forbidden zone of rampaging energy.

Layers of flesh and bone fragments on the ground were peeled up, then pulverized by the shockwaves. The debris mixed with dust, filling the air.

From a distance, it looked as if the apocalypse had arrived.

The powerhouses of the allied army watched with rapt attention, expressions of awe involuntarily appearing on their faces.

”So strong!”

Ignatius’s eyes widened as he muttered under his breath.

’If I were in Anton’s shoes,’ he thought, ’I doubt I’d last long before being seriously injured and forced to retreat... or even killed.’

But Anton seemed to be handling it with ease.

’With that kind of strength, among the Five-Star Pillars, probably only Grant and Rek’sa could compete with him.’

Alvin watched the flickering Profound Gold Streaming Light at the center of the battlefield and couldn’t help but sigh. ”If Anton survives this battle today, his name will absolutely become known throughout the entire Dawn Continent.”

The Elves standing behind him all subconsciously nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

Before the Dragon Slaying War, Saints rarely took action. No matter how fiercely the major races fought, they maintained a certain tacit understanding, deploying peak Legends at most.

Thus, the most widely known top-tier powerhouses on the continent were actually the various peak Legends.

The fact that Anton could clash head-on with Irad, even while allied with Valin, was enough to make his reputation soar if word got out.

Time passed amid the fierce battle.

Irad’s impatience was steadily growing.

He realized he had still underestimated Anton.

’This guy isn’t just astonishingly fast, he’s also incredibly durable.’

Several times, his attacks had broken through that layer of golden Gang Qi and landed squarely on Anton, tearing his flesh and splattering his blood.

But before any joy could well up in his heart, his opponent’s injuries would heal in an instant.

”Damn Elf...”

A sinister glint flashed through Irad’s vertical pupils.

Another ten-odd minutes passed.

In a head-on clash, Irad’s draconic claw slammed squarely into Anton.

The deep blue light coating the claw tips instantly tore through the golden Gang Qi. The remaining force struck Anton’s chest, sending him flying backward, tumbling several times in the air before he managed to stabilize himself.

He was heavily injured by this blow.

At the same time, Valin seized the opportunity of Irad’s distraction to launch a ferocious attack, his warhammer viciously smashing into Irad’s shoulder blade.

In an instant, scales shattered and fresh blood flew.

Irad cried out in pain, but his gaze was fixed on Anton, a hint of delight appearing in his vertical pupils.

This time, the blasted-away Anton didn’t immediately heal his injuries.

’Can he finally no longer use that technique?’

’That makes sense. A technique that can instantly heal injuries... it would be too absurd if it had no cost.’

Irad’s heart relaxed. He was about to press the attack, intending to seize this opportunity to crush that damn Elf into a bloody pulp.

But before he could force Valin back, Anton had already made his next move.

The Heaven-Overturning Seal flew from his sleeve, expanding rapidly in mid-air as it descended to suppress Irad.

At the same instant, a dusky yellow aura shot up from his head, forming the Profound Yellow Dragon-Grasping Hand, which clawed viciously at Irad from another direction.

The Beiming True Water spread out silently, sweeping in from the side.

Three attacks, landing almost simultaneously.

Anton actually had some Magical Power left, but he didn’t intend to drag this out any longer.

’Otherwise, once my Magical Power is exhausted, my chances of killing Irad will be slim.’

’A quick and decisive battle!’

BOOM!

The Heaven-Overturning Seal and the Profound Yellow Dragon-Grasping Hand smashed into Irad’s back almost simultaneously. The two immense forces were like an avalanche, slamming his massive draconic body into the ground.

Immediately after, the Beiming True Water coiled around him. The dark waters were like invisible shackles, causing his movements to suddenly become sluggish.

The combined force of the three attacks finally managed to temporarily pin the royal Giant Dragon, a peak Legend, in place.

This was the moment Anton had been waiting for.

He raised his hand and made a grasping motion.

The two hundred fifty-six streams of sword light circling in the air all froze at once. Like stars returning to their rightful places, they collapsed toward the center and silently merged, forming a single beam of sword light a little over three feet long.

In that instant, an aura of sharpness so intense it made the souls of everyone present tremble spread out.

The True Form of the Sword Pill!

At this moment, the sword light was no longer Profound Gold, but a nearly transparent clarity, like a solidified piece of starlight suspended in the void. Starlight seemed to faintly flow along its edges, beautiful and deadly.

It just hung there quietly, yet it made every scale on Irad’s body stand on end.

An instinct from deep within his bloodline was screaming warnings at him.

Irad frantically channeled his Power of Law. Deep blue light erupted from between his scales, transforming into an unstoppable force that instantly knocked back the Heaven-Overturning Seal, shattered the Profound Yellow Dragon-Grasping Hand, and broke free from the coils of the Beiming True Water.

He regained his mobility in an instant.

But in that fleeting moment of delay, the clear, starlike beam of sword light had already silently shot forward, so fast it seemed to transcend the limits of space.

Irad only had time to twist his body, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow to his head, but the sword light pierced straight through his right chest.

Whether it was his scales, harder than any adamant, or the protection of his Water Element power, both were as fragile as thin paper before this strike.

Scalding Dragon Blood gushed from the wound, spraying a dark red mist into the air.

Irad let out a bloodcurdling roar as his massive body staggered backward.

Valin, a veteran of countless battles, keenly seized this rare opportunity and unhesitatingly struck with his full power.

The next moment, his warhammer, wreathed in a world-destroying torrent of magma, smashed viciously into the side of Irad’s head, sending his huge draconic body flying.

Thanks to Anton’s sudden explosive attack, the stalemate was instantly broken.

Grievously wounded, Irad fell back again and again before their ferocious assault, no longer able to respond with his previous composure.

The powerhouses of the allied army watching from the side were completely stunned.

”What was that move?”

”Such terrifying power…”

”Anton was hiding an ace like that?”

Everyone was utterly astonished.

They had thought the techniques Anton had just displayed were his limit.

They never expected he was hiding such a killing move.

Even a being as strong as the Azure Abyss Dragon couldn’t completely block that sword light from a moment ago.

If it were them, they probably would have died before they could even react.

In the sky above the battlefield, after using the True Form of the Sword Pill three times in a row, Anton’s Magical Power was finally on the verge of depletion.

He no longer took the initiative to attack. Instead, he started holding back to conserve his strength, only providing support from a distance with his sword light.

But it didn’t matter.

The outcome was already decided.

Irad was grievously wounded.

Valin, on the other hand, grew fiercer with every exchange. Each swing of his warhammer left a new wound on Irad’s body.

”It’s over.”

Valin let out a low roar. His hands gripping the warhammer tightened, and the runes on the hammer’s head burst forth with a blinding light.

It was as if all the fire and heat in the world had been compressed into the small space of the hammer’s head, burning a white so intense it was impossible to look at directly.

The next instant, his entire body, wreathed in the blazing light of magma, plummeted from the sky like a meteor.

The hammerhead struck the crown of Irad’s skull.

White-hot light exploded from the hammerhead, blooming like a small sun on the Azure Abyss Dragon’s head and pouring directly into the depths of his skull.

In that instant, the Azure Abyss Dragon’s head became translucent, like a piece of colored glass lit from within by flames. The silhouette of his bones could be seen twisting and shattering within the light.

The royal Giant Dragon opened its mouth wide and let out a final, unwilling roar, then crashed sideways, shaking the ground violently.

Blood pooled beneath him, staining a large patch of ground dark red.

At that moment, the battlefield fell deathly silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the behemoth lying on the ground, unable to process what they had seen for a long time.