My Celestial Ascension

"What the hell just happened?! Did she just kill that monster—Skull Hunter?!"

"This is unbelievable! She killed him with a single swing of her sword, and it was so fast I couldn’t even see her move!"

"This is definitely not normal! She’s a freaking monster—a true monster!"

"I’ve never witnessed anything so unreal in my entire life. Seeing it made me feel like a small frog in a well, thinking the well is the whole world."

"As expected from the one known as the War General, Valeria—her strength is unparalleled, far beyond our imagination. I wouldn’t expect anything less from her."

As the dust settled on the bloodstained floor of the stadium, shocked whispers filled the air. The crowd was overwhelmed by what they had just witnessed.

The image of Valeria slicing through the SSS-rank monster was etched into everyone’s mind, an unforgettable memory that would haunt them for years to come. Everything had happened so fast, they couldn’t even process what they’d seen.

Suddenly, the air was filled with the acrid scent of burned flesh, making people gag. It was the stench of the monster’s charred remains, cooked by the searing heat of Valeria’s sword.

’What an unpleasant smell… I feel like throwing up. It’s disgusting!’ Valeria thought, quickly channeling her Qi to create an air filter around her nose, immediately eliminating the foul odor.

"Oh, right—the dagger. It merged with his body after that fool used Forbidden Magic, sacrificing his worthless life for nothing. I should recover it." Valeria muttered, suddenly remembering the dagger. She decided to retrieve it from the monster’s corpse.

Emperor Philip, King Richard, and Prince Tristan stared at Valeria in awe and reverence after witnessing how effortlessly she had defeated Skull Hunter—and even his mutated form.

’Is this really my big sister?’ Emperor Philip thought, stunned. ’How did she become so ridiculously strong? This is unbelievable!’

He had never imagined she could defeat an SSS-rank monster with a single swing of her sword. It didn’t make any sense to him—especially since she hadn’t used any Mana to do it, which only added to his confusion.

’Well, whatever. The threat’s been neutralized—that’s what matters most,’ Philip thought, letting out a deep sigh, as if a heavy weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Meanwhile, Valeria approached the corpse, firmly gripping her sword. She made a deep cut where the monster’s heart was located—and to her surprise, it was still beating inside its chest.

’The heart... It’s beating? Is it alive? But how? How did I not notice this?!’ Valeria was stunned, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the monster’s heart, which pulsed steadily—each beat growing stronger and more powerful.

Gasps rippled through the crowd. Everyone who saw the beating heart was frozen in disbelief, their eyes wide with shock.

"What the hell am I looking at?! That monster is still alive?! I thought it was dead!"

"Unbelievable! It’s been sliced in two, and its heart is still beating! This should be impossible!"

"Indeed. But don’t forget—this is an SSS-rank monster, born from Forbidden Magic! This is an existence that shouldn’t even be in this world!"

The stadium erupted into fearful murmurs. Genuine terror gripped the hearts of the spectators as they faced the forbidden existence created through dark rituals—Skull Hunter, a monstrosity born from the sacrifice of its own creator’s life.

Even the elite members of the Ten Great Families were visibly shaken. They nearly jumped from their plush seats, their faces pale as they watched in horror. Despite their ancient lineages, spanning thousands of years filled with battles against countless monsters—including SSS-rank creatures—they had never witnessed anything like this.

"What the hell am I looking at? This thing is still alive even after being cut in half?! This is… utterly unbelievable!"

While the crowd was gripped by fear, Valeria frowned, her gaze fixed on the still-beating heart. A shadow of curiosity crept across her face.

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"Just how the hell is this disgusting thing still alive? Should I cut it into a million tiny pieces and see if it can survive that?" she muttered under her breath, her voice laced with both disgust and dark amusement.

Suddenly, the monster’s limbs twitched. Then, to everyone’s horror, its body began to regenerate at an astonishing rate.

"T-The monster… it’s regenerating…! This is unbelievable!" King Richard stammered, his face pale as he staggered back, cold sweat soaking through his robes.

"Look! It’s about to get up!" Prince Tristan shouted, his voice filled with panic and fear for Valeria and everyone else in the stadium.

"Unbelievable… I can’t believe this is happening right before our eyes. Just what kind of monstrosity did that fool unleash upon us?!" Emperor Philip muttered, staggering backward as if the ground itself had become unstable beneath his feet. His heart pounded with dread, the weight of an impending catastrophe pressing down on him.

Everyone was stunned, gripped by disbelief as they witnessed the impossible unfold before their very eyes. It felt like an endless nightmare—the monster, sliced in two, was now rising to its feet as if nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Aisha watched the scene with a concerned expression. A knot of fear twisted in her chest, worried that defeating the monster would be far more difficult for Valeria than expected, especially given its terrifying regenerative abilities.

She quickly turned to Yuan, her voice laced with concern as she asked, "My dear nephew, aren’t you going to take care of that disgusting creature before your lovely wife gets hurt?"

Yuan flashed a wide grin, standing up from the sofa with a casual stretch. "Obviously. I’ll deal with this ugly thing and call it a day."

A sly smirk curled on Aisha’s lips.

"Is that so? In that case, I’m looking forward to seeing what my dear nephew is capable of. Fufu~" She licked her lips seductively, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "And if you manage to impress me, I might give you a special reward. So, do your best to impress me, my dear nephew."

Yuan chuckled, his grin widening. "Well, enjoy the show then, Aunt Aisha. And make sure not to blink—or you’ll miss the spectacle."

With that, Yuan leaped effortlessly through the window, hovering in mid-air as if standing on an invisible platform.

The moment he appeared before the crowd, floating above the stadium, murmurs spread like wildfire. Whispers filled the air, voices tinged with awe and curiosity.

Valeria sensed his presence instantly. Tilting her head slightly, she glanced up at him with a puzzled look. "Yuan? What are you doing here?"

Yuan’s grin didn’t waver. "I’m here to deal with this ugly bastard. If I leave it to you, it’ll just keep regenerating, and the fight will never end. That’s why I’m here—to make sure this monster stays dead."

He descended slowly, landing beside Valeria with effortless grace. His eyes locked onto the monster, his expression shifting from playful to serious in an instant.

"What? Are you saying this thing is so strong that I can’t kill it?" Valeria frowned, her gaze darting between the monster and Yuan, searching for answers.

"Exactly. Its regeneration ability is too powerful. You won’t be able to defeat it unless you kill it faster than it can heal," Yuan replied, his tone sharp and focused.

Valeria’s eyes widened in realization. ’So that’s why it got back up…’

She finally understood why the monster had survived even after she’d cleaved it in two with her new sword technique.

Suddenly, the monster’s head snapped toward them. Its massive red eyes burned with rage, radiating a suffocating killing intent. The murderous aura was so intense it felt like the temperature around them had dropped. Its fury wasn’t just directed at Valeria and Yuan—but also at Emperor Philip, King Richard, and Prince Tristan, who stood frozen, unable to tear their eyes away from the monstrous threat looming before them.

ROOOAAARRRRR!!

The monster let out a ground-shaking roar that echoed across the entire city. The deafening sound was so intense it felt like the very earth trembled beneath it. People screamed in terror, clutching their ears as the monstrous roar threatened to burst their eardrums.

Yuan stepped forward, his expression calm and indifferent, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the park. His voice was low and composed as he muttered, "Step aside. I’ll end this quickly."

Raising his arm parallel to the ground, a magnificent sword materialized in his hand out of thin air—Empyreal Oblivion. The sudden appearance of the weapon drew gasps from the crowd, their eyes widening in awe and curiosity.

Everyone in the stadium was mesmerized by the sword’s ethereal glow, its sharp aura seeping into the atmosphere. A chilling sensation crept around their necks, as if an invisible blade was pressed against their throats, ready to strike at any moment.

But Yuan paid no attention to the murmurs and whispers. His focus remained solely on the monster. He gripped the sword firmly, and in an instant, the blade was enveloped in a brilliant, fierce Sword Aura that pulsed with raw, destructive energy.

"Let’s see if you can handle this," Yuan whispered coldly. "I’ll cut you into a million tiny pieces—let’s see if you can recover after that."

In the blink of an eye, Yuan vanished from sight. The crowd could only catch a fleeting blur of motion—like a phantom dancing between the realms of reality and illusion. @@novelbin@@

Then, it began.

Yuan’s strikes came in a relentless storm. Tens of thousands of attacks rained down upon the monster within mere seconds, each strike infused with deadly precision and overwhelming Sword Aura. Every swing of his blade birthed hundreds of phantom swords made entirely of pure energy, each one sharp enough to cleave through steel like paper.

The monster had no time to react. No chance to defend.

By the time its mind could process what was happening, it was already too late. The once-terrifying creature had been reduced to nothing more than a massive pile of bloody paste—a grotesque smear on the ground where it once stood.

The stadium fell into stunned silence. No one could comprehend what they had just witnessed.

Yuan exhaled softly, glancing down at the remains with mild disappointment.

"If my mastery over Sword Aura were just a little higher, I would’ve destroyed every last cell in its body," he muttered, his tone calm as if he were commenting on the weather.