Ascension of the Immortal Asura

The hammer slammed into Daoist Eternal Weapons chin, who was still half-hunched over from trying to pick up his hammer. Due to John’s sudden burst of power exceeding the absolute limits of what Daoist Eternal Weapon thought possible, he had not even thought to raise his guard for a surprise attack.

The hammer blasted into his chin from below like a meteor, as John held nothing back at all. The collision between chin and hammer shook the entire building and even the chamber outside, as if an explosion had gone off inside. Daoist Eternal Weapon shot upwards like a bullet, instantly slamming against the stone ceiling of the building.

The building trembled violently once more, as if it was about to crumble from the collision but managed to stay intact. After slamming against the ceiling hundreds of yards up, Daoist Eternal Weapon ricocheted back down to the floor below, crashing violently and once more causing the entire chamber to tremble.

The entire event, from Asura Transformation to Daoist Eternal Weapon hitting the floor had lasted only a second, and was over almost as fast as it had begun.

Boom!

The ground shook again as John dropped the hammer to the floor, as its weight was truly overwhelming. Even with his combined Dragon-God Shift and Asura Transformation Art, he had barely managed to swing the hammer fully.

After swinging the hammer just once, his arms felt like they were going to fall off, while his spine felt like it was going to crumble and collapse. While his strength had managed to handle the hammer, his body’s durability was near its limits from just one swing, a testament to the weight of the hammer. Even if a mountain was condensed into a weapon, he was not sure it would weigh more than this tiny hammer.

As the hammer fell to the ground, John undid his Dragon-God Shift and Asura Transformation Art. The combined power of the two put immense strain on his body, and also drained his precious blood reserves which fueled his body dantian, which was not worth it.

John breathed out and in deeply, recovering his strength before his gaze shifted to Daoist Eternal Weapon, who was sprawled out on the floor on the other side of the building. His face scrunched up with realization at what he had just done, as even he had to admit that he had gotten carried away a bit.

That attack had been the strongest attack he could possibly muster with the two combined body arts, and had landed onto Daoist Eternal Weapon’s chin completely unguarded. While Daoist Eternal Weapon was a World Expansion body cultivator, John was sure that attack had caused grave damage.

Body cultivators had immensely strong bodies, but their peak state was always when they used a body battle art or transformation art. Even John’s body became several times more durable when he used his body transformation arts, and Daoist Eternal Weapon had been completely unguarded when taking that attack, which was his weakest possible defensive state.

“Shit….did I go overboard?” John mumbled softly while staring at Daoist Eternal Weapon, who laid there motionlessly as if he were dead.

“A lesson in humility, huh?” Daoist Eternal Weapon suddenly spoke up, while John raised his guard, unsure what the man would do after such a thing had happened.

“Hahahahaha,” a boisterous laughter boomed out within the building, so loud that it shook the building walls. John continued to stare at Daoist Eternal Weapon with a wary gaze, as he couldn’t tell if the laughter was humorous or enraged laughter.

Daoist Eternal Weapon suddenly appeared on his feet, his movements so fast that John didn’t even see him get up from his laid down position.

John’s eyes widened as he stared at the man, getting a clear picture of his face and chin for the first time.

‘Not a single fucking scratch! Are you kidding me?’ John cursed internally as he stared at Daoist Eternal Weapons unblemished chin. ‘Just how strong is his body? That attack just now was strong enough to shatter a mountain, and would have killed Asuros in a single blow if it hit his chin. This is insane!’

John’s thoughts quickly stopped as Daoist Eternal Weapon appeared before him like a blur. The two stood just a few feet apart, and the man stared down on John like a hulking bear. John had no idea what the man was about to do, and both his dantians began to slowly churn, while his bloodline ability began to boil, ready to activate all of his strongest trump cards at once should it come to that.

Daoist Eternal Weapon stared at John closely, and raised an eyebrow as he noticed no fear in John’s eyes.

“It seems that you have even more trump cards in reserve than you’ve already shown,” Daoist Eternal Weapon said, his words clear that he could see right through John’s thoughts.

“Like I said, judging me by the standards of this world is nothing but a joke,” John replied with a narrowed gaze, ready to pull the trigger at a moment’s notice.

The two stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before a large smile suddenly appeared on Daoist Eternal Weapons face.

“Hahaha, how long has it been since I ran into someone so interesting,” he said as he reached out and patted John on the shoulder in a friendly manner. Each pat felt like a mountain was falling onto his shoulders, shocking John further as it was clearly just a casual motion from Daoist Eternal Weapon.

“To think, a cub like you was actually able to teach me a lesson in humility,” Daoist Eternal Weapon shook his head sideways, as if chastising himself. After saying this, he turned around and walked away towards the edge of the building, to where a simple stone table and stone chairs were located.

He sat down on one of the stone chairs and then beckoned with his hand for John to sit on the other.

“Come, have a seat, and tell me what weapon you would like me to make for you!”