Danial woke up after a while and found himself lying on the ground. It a while for Danial to figure out his bearings. He stood up intending to walk out of the forest when he found himself in another dimension. A dimension where nothing was present even the ground he was standing on was transparent and the only colour that filled the place was White.Danial was stunned and tried to recall how he came to this dimension and remembered that he touched a stone with weird markings on it and was transported here.Danial started exploring the area and found nothing in this dimension. While exploring and trying to find a way out he found out he couldn't move his body. No matter how much force he used had couldn't move his body an inch farther.Danial was aggravated and irritated that he couldn't do anything despite being locked in this dimension.At that moment a voice so powerful it shock that entire dimension came upon Danial "Who dares to trespass in my dimension "Along with it, another v
While Daniel was training in The Plane of the Three Musketeers, Maya returned to the capital. When Maya entered her Mansion, she saw several Master level Cultivatiors Guarding the Inside the Mansion. Usually, anyone who has the responsibility of guarding the Mansion is not allowed to enter. Maria was stunned as she saw ten's of Master Level cultivators on standby. Maria was about to ask one of the guards about the reason why they were allowed to enter the mansion when at that moment Master Quintan walked down the stairs. Maria looked at her Grandfather and bowed. Master Quintan said gently " Come upstairs Maya I need to talk to you" Maria nodded without hesitation and followed Master Quintan into his Study room. Master Quintan's study room was quite simple, consisting of a chair, a table, some important documents, some relics that were encased in enforced titanium glass and an ordinary-looking sword that stood beside the table. One would know that this sword was known as Heaven's E
The Sedgegan Mountain was located at the edge of Somerland. The Sedgegan mountain was at the center of a 25 km radius military base. The entire military base was built to protect Sedgegan Mountain. The military base had several Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, several hundred AH-64E helicopters which are considered the best combat helicopter in the world, Several hundred of KF51 Panther tanks, and many high-grade fighter planes within the military base. They had only and only one task to protect the Sedgegan mountain. Somerland had spent billions and billions of Somerland dollars to build the military base around the Sedgegan mountain. Not only money was spent but countless years were spent trying to build the military base. They used state-of-the-art technology to build this military base. Every single person who works or protects the Sedgegan Mountain is registered within a military-grade protected server that can only be accessible using a 13-digit code. There are a few who ac
As soon as Grandmaster Abraham completed his sentence the Celestial gate started to rumble. At first, the rumbling seems to be gentle. Grandmaster Quintan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the majestic Celestial Stargate and said cautiously " This is not what I was expecting" The other Grandmasters present also frowned as they looked upon the Celestial Stargate. Grandmaster Quintan then ordered, " I now declare emergency order within the Sedgegan mountain." Grandmaster Quintan's voice resonated all over the mountain and the emergency order was taken into action" The other Grandmasters widened their eyes but then understood to why Grandmaster Quintan would declare an emergency within the Sedgegan mountain. The Celestial Stargate is ancient and it is said to connect different realms. Even the slightest rumble would catch the Grandmaster's attention. Grandmaster John then asked Grandmaster Quintan " Quintan, if the Stargate is opening soon don't you think we need to hasten the Human
While Danial was Cultivating the "True Iron Vajra" skill within the Plane of the Three Musketeers, Adren Lawman was smoking in a bar, beside where his associates.Adren said while ogling a girl " I don't care what you do but I need Danial scared for life"The person sitting in front of him was Johnny a famous gangster said while swirling the glass of wine " I can do that for you but I need information and more importantly, I need money"Adren smiled as he threw some documents in front of Johnny and gestured as his subordinate threw a briefcase full of money.Johnny smiled and said " What do you need me to do"Adren smiled sinisterly and said " I need you to completely trash his house and scare the living lights out of his Mother" Johnny took the documents and flipped through them, nodding his head in understanding. "Consider it done," he said, before downing the rest of his wine and standing up. "I'll have some of my boys take care of it tonight."Adren grinned with satisfaction and pu
Danial rushed towards Johnny who was sitting on his throne. Johnny saw Danial rushing at him and he instinctively took out his gun wanting to shoot Danial on the stop. Danial saw what Johnny was about to do and let out a roar. He released all of the Peak third stage of mortal cultivation and shook Johnny. For once, he never knew that the house that his subordinates trashed belonged to a Martial artist. The gun he was holding fell on the floor. Johnny's knees gave out and he kneeled in front of Danial who arrived in front of him. Johnny said pleadingly " Forgive me sir I didn't know....." Before he could finish his sentence Danial slapped him. Johnny was thrown across the room, half of his face was bloodied and numb. He looked at Danial and raged " You slapped me? How dare you slap me do you know who I am and what I do? I am Johnny Langley the most powerful gangster in the southern district" Johnny tried to stand but realised that he couldn't move his legs. He looked at Danial who wa
Danial kept thinking about whether he should join the Law Enforcement team of Somerland or not. Marshal Barns saw Danial in thought and said " Danial you won't get the chance again, The Somerland Law Enforcement Team have been protecting the streets of Somerland for years and now you have the chance to become one of its protectors. You will be respected and become famous all over the world." Danial replied " Marshal Barns I am not the one who runs behind the fame and the only thing that I care about is the safety of my family" Marshal Barnes's interest was piqued, and he asked " What happened Danial is something wrong?" Danial then proceeded to tell everything that happened. He left out the part where he almost crippled Johnny and almost beat him to death. Marshal Barns listened intently and said, " Danial once you join our organization, I promise you that I will look into this matter." Danial waved his hand and said, " Marshal Barns I appreciate your
Behind Don Albert Natasha was standing while fiddling with her hands. She nervously looked at Danial and greeted " H-h-Hello" Natasha looked shy and delicate but it was enough to captivate Danial. Her presence was unassuming, and one might have easily overlooked her at first glance. But upon closer observation, subtle details unveiled themselves, revealing her understated beauty. Natasha had a slender frame that hinted at gracefulness, her movements carrying a certain lightness as if she floated rather than walked. As Danial's gaze lingered on her, he found himself captivated by the understated charm that radiated from Natasha, igniting a curiosity to unravel the enigma that lay beneath her fragile facade. Danial realised he was staring at Natasha and quickly gathered his thoughts and waved his hands signalling them to come inside. Natasha who was under Danial's gaze was red as a tomato, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment and shyness. Albert took the lead and led Natasha to t
Santigo leaned back in his chair, the flickering light casting long shadows across the room. His smile stretched wider, full of mockery and malice, as his gaze shifted lazily between Danial, Pavan, and Crystal. "Took you long enough," he drawled, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "I was almost about to start another session with Kuro, but you arrived on time. Tsk tsk, what a pity."Danial’s eyes darted to Kuro, his chest tightening at the sight of his friend slumped over, bruised and barely conscious. Rage bubbled beneath his calm exterior, his fists clenching so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. He knew what "session" meant—and judging by Kuro’s state, it was far worse than he’d imagined.Gritting his teeth, Danial stepped forward, his fists clenching at his sides. “What do you want from us, Santigo?” His voice was low but edged with anger. “We’ve never crossed paths. We have nothing to do with you. So why drag Kuro into this?”Santigo waved his hand dismissively as if bru
The trio made their way through the desolate industrial district, their steps echoing faintly against the cracked asphalt and rusted pipes that sprawled across the ground. The Lapanzo Foundry loomed in the distance—a massive husk of steel and concrete, its faded name barely visible on the old factory’s rust-eaten board. Broken windows and gaping holes in the walls stared back at them like the hollow eyes of a corpse, and the air was heavy with a metallic tang mixed with an unexplainable decay that clung to their senses.There were no birds, no stray dogs, not even insects. The silence was unnatural, almost suffocating. Each breath they took felt too loud as if the factory itself might hear them.Pavan looked around, his face pale and his voice just above a whisper. "Yeah, this is the place where I’m going to die."Danial shot him a sideways glare. "No one is going to die." His voice was steady, but his jaw was clenched.Ahead, the board with “Lapanzo” scrawled in faded letters jutted
Danial sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers interlocked and his face stoic, though his mind churned with conflicting thoughts. Pavan, pacing back and forth like a caged animal, threw his arms up in frustration. "Danial!" Pavan snapped, his voice rising. "Are you even listening to me? How can you sit there so calmly when Kuro’s life is on the line? And Crystal—she’s a target too!" Danial finally looked up, his eyes sharp and cold. "Calm? Do I look calm to you, Pavan? I’m just not panicking like you are. If we lose focus now, Kuro’s as good as dead. And if Crystal gets caught in this... it’ll be worse." Pavan stopped pacing, running a hand through his hair. "Then tell me, what’s the plan? What are we doing? Because I can’t just stand here waiting for them to kill Kuro." Danial leaned back, exhaling deeply. "We can’t afford to act recklessly. Whoever this is, they’re not some common thug. They know Kuro’s strength, and they still managed to take him down. That tells me this is pers
Santigo paced around Kuro, his leather boots thudding against the cold, damp concrete floor. The dim overhead light flickered sporadically, casting ominous shadows across the room. The sharp edges of Santigo's features seemed exaggerated in the erratic glow, giving him an almost predatory appearance."Ah, cousin," Santigo drawled, his tone mockingly sweet as he circled Kuro. You look so pitifully tied up like this. I must say, it suits you—a star brought down to earth, groveling in the dirt."Kuro's wrists were bound tightly behind his back, and his legs were shackled to the chair he was forced to sit on. His clothes were torn, and his breath was ragged, but his eyes burned with a fiery defiance that refused to be extinguished.Santigo crouched down to meet Kuro’s glare, his grotesque grin widening. "Tell me, cousin," he whispered, his voice laced with venom, "how does it feel to have the tables turned for once? To be... insignificant?"Kuro’s chest heaved, his breath shallow but stead
Pavan’s hands shook uncontrollably as he processed the words he had just heard. His friend’s life was hanging by a thread, and the weight of the situation bore down heavily on him. His normally composed demeanor was in tatters, replaced by fear and anxiety.Danial, though visibly calmer, felt a storm brewing within. His sharp mind worked through the possibilities, piecing together how this could have happened. Kuro is strong, far stronger than most people realize. For someone to have captured him, this isn’t just about strength—it’s planning, manipulation… or something far worse.Pavan’s voice broke through Danial’s thoughts. “D-Danial, we can’t handle this on our own. We need to go to the authorities, to someone who can—”Danial interrupted, his tone firm but low. “We can’t.” His eyes locked onto Pavan’s. “You heard him. If we go to the authorities, Kuro’s life is the first thing he’ll take.”Pavan clenched his fists, frustration, and helplessness written all over his face. “But… wha
The emissaries from Emsgate couldn’t hide their broad smiles as Tanya descended the arena steps. Their demeanor was almost triumphant, as though Tanya’s victory over Viktor was a personal affront to Somerland. Tanya, however, walked with a quiet pride, ignoring the subtle gloating. Behind her, the terrain of the arena shifted and morphed back to its original flat state, the transformation accompanied by a low rumble.Viktor, meanwhile, trudged down the steps on the opposite side, his head hung low. The sting of defeat gnawed at him, and the weight of representing Somerland felt heavier with each step. In his heart, he felt as though he had disgraced his homeland.Waiting for him near the entrance was his master, a tall man with graying hair. The master’s sharp eyes softened as Viktor approached, clearly burdened. Placing a hand on Viktor’s shoulder, he spoke firmly yet kindly:“Viktor, just because you lost does not mean you failed to prove your worth. Your worth is measured by how ha
Elyisa put her hand into the ballot and took out two folded paper slips. She unfolded the slips with an air of authority. “Tanya from Emsgate and Viktor from Somerland,” she announced, her voice echoing throughout the stadium. Gasps and murmurs rippled through the audience as she reached into the twist and terrain ballot. Unfurling the next slip, she declared, “They will be fighting in a mountainous area. They will have to complete the fight in under four minutes, or both participants will be disqualified.”The crowd erupted in a cacophony of cheers and startled whispers.“Four minutes? Is that even enough time for a proper fight in such rugged terrain?” one spectator exclaimed.“And they’ll both be disqualified if no winner emerges? That’s brutal,” another muttered, shaking their head.The tension was palpable as Tanya, seated among the participants, felt a pang of nervousness grip her chest. Her hands balled into fists on her lap as she stared at the giant screen displaying her name
As the first rays of sunlight graced the sprawling Capital, a vibrant energy filled the air. The second day of the Tournament of Sovereign Might had arrived, and the anticipation was palpable. Crowds thronged the streets, surging toward the massive stadium like waves, eager to secure their seats. Yesterday's attendance had been monumental, but today, it seemed to have doubled. Vendors called out, selling snacks and memorabilia, while children tugged at their parents, buzzing with excitement. The tournament fever had gripped the Capital, and all eyes were on the arena.Inside the stadium, the atmosphere was electric. Spectators filled the stands, the din of their chatter building into a crescendo. The VIP sections gleamed with luxury, reserved for the most influential figures in society: the Greatest Families. Clad in their signature styles, representatives from these families arrived in a display of opulence and prestige, each taking their place in the exclusive area.In the Kirk fami
Maria’s fingers gripped the arms of the chair tightly as she stared at her grandfather. Her usual composure wavered, replaced by a mix of shock and unease. It was rare for her to confront Quintan like this, but the stakes had grown too high. She needed clarity, not half-truths or vague reassurances.Quintan tapped his fingers rhythmically against the polished wood of the desk, his expression unreadable as he studied her. Finally, he leaned forward, his gray eyes sharp and piercing.“What questions do you want to ask, Maria?” he asked, his voice calm but carrying an undercurrent of weariness.Maria didn’t hesitate. She had been holding this in since the mission’s disastrous conclusion. “Grandfather, I want to know what’s going on with the Demonic Cult. Why are we conducting reconnaissance missions on them instead of mobilizing the Gods of War? They would annihilate the cult without a second thought. Why hold back? What is the status of Rowan and Lysandra? And what about Nina?" Her fis