Ascension of the Immortal Asura

Just when everyone thought they had seen it all, when everyone thought the limits of what was possible had been reached, and even exceeded, just when everyone thought a pinnacle genius would finally reach his demise, another power appeared that completely shattered everything they believed in.

The power erupted instantly, furiously, calamitously. It was as if a god had truly appeared within the arena, its power capable of staring down on all of creation. While its true level of power was not at that level yet, that was what everyone instinctively thought when they felt its might.

This was the power of the Gods!

Roar!

A draconic roar boomed out within the arena, formed by the aura alone that had suddenly appeared. The roar was instantly followed by another, as John opened his mouth widely and roared as he felt the power of the Dragon-God Shift surge through his Asura transformed body, filling him with incomprehensible strength.

Roar!

The first roar had just been a roar, one done when filled to the brim with energy, but the second had been far more than that. It was the roar of a true dragon!

Roar of the Jade Dragon!

A devastating roar boomed out, its might equal to the most devastating of battle arts.

Boom!

The roar blasted out instantly, slamming against a surprised and stunned Asuros’ right as his saber was about to cleave onto John’s head. As if struck by a tsunami, Asuros’ flew backwards through the sky without being able to resist at all as he had not prepared for such an attack, tumbling head over heels like a broken kite.

Bang!

He slammed into the formation barrier on the other side of the arena a moment later, his speed so fast that he had traversed dozens of miles in a second. Asuros rebounded off the barrier formation violently, the impact akin to taking a powerful battle art head on. He started falling down towards the arena floor, but managed to right himself before that.

Asuros stopped falling and hovered in the sky, his blood red eyes staring at John in the distance; eyes that were wide with confusion, surprise, and even fear. John’s aura surged through the arena like a hurricane; a tempest of energy that brushed aside everything, including Asuros’ own aura.

Asuros’ wide eyes, trembling with disbelief, stared at John, who looked completely different now. He still had his Asura form, but now appeared like a draconic asura instead. Dragon scales covered parts of his arms, chest, and cheeks, and his aura was now tinged with a golden glow, like the glow of stars.

Without warning, John suddenly vanished from sight.

“Teleportation? No!” Asuros shockingly said as his gaze snapped to the side, barely following along as John arrived before him, not by spatial teleportation, but by physical movement, so fast that even Asuros thought it teleportation for a second.

Bang!

John’s fist containing unstoppable power slammed against Asuros’ massive head, who felt as if he had just been struck by an entire planet. His vision went black for a second, and he came back to consciousness dozens of miles away from his previous position, head pounding with terrible pain.

Bang!

He slammed against the formation barrier again, and felt another surge of pain course through his already taxed body. Asuros’ ignored the pain and roared with absolute fury.

“Impossible! IMPOSSIBLE!” he roared, speeding towards John after recovering from the attack he had just taken head on. His saber slashed down with his full power, not a single ounce of QI held back.

“The Asura form, my Asura form, is the pinnacle of power! Die!” he roared, saber reaching John instantly.

John watched with a hardened gaze as the saber reached him in an instant, its might beyond overwhelming. Even he would be gravely injured if it landed on him unguarded, despite his current power. But instead of fear, John scoffed.

“Still not enough!” John roared back, and against all expectations, flashed to the side instantly and punched out sideways with his fist. Against such an overwhelming opponent, he was choosing to fight unarmed.

Bang!

A flicker of light and loud boom blasted out as John’s fists lit up brightly, coated entirely with lightning, like a gauntlet of lightning. The lightning instantly magnified in power several fold, as if it had transcended lightning itself and become something even more profound. Eyes of the stronger cultivators watching the battle went wide once more as they recognized what was happening; a Dao fusion of lightning and power, and one of absolute understanding and perfection.

His lightning-coated left fist slammed against the flat of Asuros’ blade before it could land on him, knocking it aside and almost out of Asuros’ stunned grasp. The collision of fist and saber sent a calamitous boom outward in all directions, as if a battle art from a World Expansion cultivator had just exploded.

Before Asuros could recover the control of his massive saber, John’s right fist slammed forward, blasting against Asuros’ unguarded chest.

Boom!

Asuros flew backwards like a meteor, and slammed against the nearby formation barrier with a sickening crunch.

Bang! .

Another lightning coated fist slammed against Asuros before he could recover, blasting him back into the formation barrier once more.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A barrage of apocalyptically powerful punches blasted out without pause onto Asuros, who found himself pinned between the formation barrier and John’s fists. It was as if an endless storm of lightning had appeared, one with the sole intention of eradicating Asuros from existence. His fists moved so fast that almost no one except the most powerful in the world could see them move. To everyone else, it was as one continuous beam of lightning was slamming into Asuros without pause.

The formation barrier started to crack and then reformed anew, for the first time showing signs of weakness as it felt the full wrath of John’s calamitous barrage of power. Each blow of John’s fist was as powerful as Half-Step World Expansion cultivators strongest battle art, and each was growing more powerful than the last.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fists never stopped, the brutality never ended. A sickening crunch of fist on flesh and bone filled the arena, as the once overwhelmingly powerful Asuros fell under this barrage, unable to stop it for a single second. Millions watched with incomparable shock as the battle between two pinnacle geniuses had instantly turned into a one sided assault of pure brutality.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The storm of lightning grew in power, intensity, and lethality, as John’s punches blurred together as both his speed and power continued to grow, as if his power had no limits.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The very world seemed to tremble under this barrage of godly power, which lasted less than a minute before a final blast of John’s fist, stronger than all the rest as if coming from a true dragon itself, slammed onto Asuros, whose figure was drowned in a storm of lightning, not allowing anyone to see what had become of him.

The barrage finally stopped, and John’s transformation faded away as his figure returned to normal, his fists bloodied with both his and Asuros’ blood. His face was pale and his body swayed lightly, his Qi reserves nearly completely spent. His body ached with excruciating pain, but he ignored that pain.

The crowd gasped in shock as the lightning storm faded away, and revealed the outcome of the incomprehensibly powerful barrage of attacks from John.

Wide eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing, lingered on the now deformed clumps of flesh and bone that had once been Asuros, but was now nothing more than an unrecognizable smatter of blood and bone plastered to the arena’s formation barrier.

Asuros, the pinnacle genius whose strength had shattered all concepts of what was possible, was now dead beyond all recognition, slain by someone who defied those concepts to an even higher, incomprehensible level.

The world stared in shock, unable to peel their eyes from the undoubtable pinnacle genius of the world, and perhaps all of creation.

The world stared at an Immortal Asura. The world stared at a Dragon-God.

The world stared at John.