Ascension of the Immortal Asura

In the very center of the Divine Martial Continent, a brilliant golden wall of light shimmered brightly, illuminating the surrounding land with a golden hue. The wall stretched out as far as the eye could see in all directions, making passage to the other side impossible. The wall had a diameter of over ten thousand miles, making it the largest singular object on the entire Divine Martial Continent.

Attempts to breach the Divine Wall had happened in the past, but all had ended in failure. The construction techniques of the Divine Wall were a mystery, but there was one thing that was certain; It was impossible to break through.

Additionally, such attempts were met with the swift fury of the Divine Source Monastery, which was as powerful as it was mysterious. As such, no more attempts had happened for tens of thousands of years.

Surrounding the Divine Wall were dozens of massive monasteries, ancient in design. Each monastery was as if it had been carved out of a mountain, plain stone in color and appearing more like a powerful fortress than a monastery. Splashes of yellow coloring was the only sort of decoration that could be found throughout the monastery, which appeared to be their signature color. It was otherwise incredibly plain and simple, as if the Divine Source Monastery wanted to fade into obscurity.

A towering stone wall, hundreds of yards high encircled the Divine Wall, linking all the monasteries together. At the southeast of the Divine Wall was the largest monastery, where the only entrance through the stone wall was. While cultivators could fly over the wall, none dared to do so anymore.

Within the largest monastery, which almost none but the members of the Divine Source Monastery had ever set foot in, a pair of men were walking through the simple halls. Both men had bald heads, large, trimmed beards, and wore simple looking robes of yellow.

As they walked through the halls, they passed by other similar looking men, who all had the same style of bald heads and yellow robes. The only difference was the beards, which some had, while others were clean shaven.

A calm and Zen-like atmosphere permeated the monastery as the men went about their daily tasks. Some were cleaning the monastery halls, using their hands to scrub down the floors and walls like common mortals would. Others were tending to the rock gardens, adjusting them according to mysterious rules known only to them.

Others were seated on mats, mediating in silence, their presences so faded that it was almost impossible to notice them unless once stared directly at them.

As the two men walked through the halls, the other men would stop what they were doing and bow their heads slightly, while they pressed their palms together in front of their chest, as if in prayer.

The two men returned the gesture and continued their silent trip through the halls. All of a sudden, one of the men stopped, and then turned around. His eyes became focused, as if he were staring through the walls into distant lands beyond.

The other man stopped and turned his gaze to the same distant location. His eyes widened slightly as he noticed a faint yet familiar aura, one that they had been around their entire lives.

“The First Divine Seal!” the man muttered softly.

“It has finally revealed itself, and the holder is approaching our location swiftly,” the man who had noticed it first confirmed.

Just as fast as the aura had come, it vanished, leaving no trace of its existence. Both men raised their eyebrows in surprise once more, not expecting such a thing to happen.

“A method to obscure the aura of the seal. Who is holding it, and what possible methods could sever our detection of the seal? Even a spatial ring cannot obscure the seal from us, and yet it has vanished once again,” the second man muttered.

The first man remained silent for a while, and then turned around to continue walking through the halls once more.

“No matter. We have confirmed that the holder of the Divine Seal is on the continent, and is approaching, no doubt to enter the Divine Wall. This is all we can ask for,” the man said calmly before falling silent as he ventured deeper into the monastery.

…

Weeks passed by swiftly, while the buzz surrounding the opening of the Divine Wall reached a fever point. Millions of people, from powerful cultivators, esteemed scholars, and everything in between made their way towards the Divine Source Monastery, eager to glimpse a part of history in the making.

A massive city, as large as the Honorable Alliance capital city, existed near the Divine Source Monastery, just outside of its domain. It was located on top of a tall plateau, as if there had been a massive mountain which was sheared flat by a sword stroke. The city sprawled for dozens of miles in each direction, and was aptly named Divine City.

Divine City was a neutral city, much like Five-River Freeport, and dealt in all manners of commerce. Various powerful neutral sects and clans were also located within Divine City, each capable of standing tall against the sects of the Honorable Alliance and Forbidden Alliance.

Divine City was normally a hub of buzzing activity, but had surged in recent days to become so full that it was nearly bursting at the brim, unable to contain the flood of those eager to see the opening of the Divine Wall.

Makeshift camps, each large enough to be small cities themselves, were built outside Divine City to shelter and service those temporary visitors, much to the enthusiasm of Divine City. The city and those who ran it were making more money than they could have ever imagined from the surge of people, and were more than happy to entertain however they could.

On this particular day, a crowd millions strong had gathered outside of the city, between Divine City and the Divine Source Monastery. There was a large river that divided the two, delineating the borders between the two.

The crowd buzzed with eager anticipation, ready for an event that had not happened for hundreds of thousands of years.

“I can’t wait to step onto the lands of the Monastery! Its something I will be able to brag about to the end of my days!” a man exclaimed with passionate enthusiasm.

“Not only that, but we will be able to see the true geniuses of this continent all gathered, something that never happens!” another said.

“I wonder who obtained the seals to enter! I can’t wait to find out!” a third exclaimed.

“We won’t have to wait for long. The day that the Monastery allows entry into their lands has finally come!” another said.

Bong!

Bong!

Bong! .

A loud bell suddenly chimed out three times, silencing the crowd for a brief moment, which then erupted with uncontained enthusiasm as the millions strong crowd flew over the river to the other side, stepping foot on the lands of the Divine Source Monastery for the first time in their lives.

The crowd eagerly surged forwards on the mile wide road leading towards the distant monastery, which was where the chosen few would enter within. The day had finally arrived for the opening of the Divine Wall; a day that would be remembered by all as long as they lived.