A long time ago, in a distant time.
It was during an era of a brutal conflict, between the Beastman Tribe and a Prominent War Saint Faction. However, this tale is not about their war, but the story of two men who fought to settle their scores...
It happened on the verge of twilight, at a place filled with the scent of roses. If one looked around, they would see an endless meadow of red roses stretching to vast horizon itself. A brilliant Crystal Palace stood here; it was a grand construct built with the most beautiful materials of exquisite design. However, this palace was silent, as there were no guards, and no maids, only a man who stood alone and aloof of the mundane world peacefully within his flower garden.
In front of this man was a coffin of gorgeous design, it was made of a pure type of crystal that sparkled with the color of the roses in the surroundings. If one looked carefully they would see that resting peacefully inside, was a woman who was beautiful beyond words could describe, she lay sleeping as if she would continue to sleep until the end of time.
As this man sat down, he gazed at the woman in the coffin with an infatuated look at the depths of his eyes.
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
Suddenly, the sound of hard footsteps could be heard as with each step taken the roses that were below the individual's feet would be crushed to nothing. This man slowly walked towards the seated man and upon reach a few a meters away he stopped his motion and stood silently in this field of roses.
Swoosh!
A gentle breeze blew which lifted some red petals that flow between the two individuals as the only the sound of their clothing could be heard making flapping noises with the rise its wind, giving a bit of motion in the quiet atmosphere.
"So... You've finally come." replied the seated figure as he continued to stare at the coffin.
"Where is she?..." replied the man who stood with one arrow in his left hand and humongous bow in the other, with a sharp look in his eyes.
"She rests peacefull..." said the man as he lifted his vision and started the man that stood behind him.
"Do you know why I have come?" asked the man that stood with the bow.
"Ha Ha Ha! How would it be hard to guess? What man is willing to live on this earth with that man that took his wife?" said the man with a look of derision in his eyes.
"Are ready to face your death?" said the man with bow indifferently.
"I am ready, but the question is are you ready to face the consequences?" he replied as a dark fiendish aura started to rose from his body.
"I remember telling you that day, that as long as I the Divine Arrow Exault exists. You and I will not live in this piece of earth, in this stretch of space. No matter how many years, how many eras, we will fight and one of us will die..." said the man as he lifted his bow and placed his arrow within its string soon his bolt started to glow in a divine light.
Puuiii!!!
Bang!!!
The terrifying energies of both beings erupted as the once beautiful field of roses became a wasteland, leaving behind only clusters of powers that spread across the endless horizon to no end.
"I am the Rose Fiend! And What I want, no one will take!..." replied the man who stood with the crystal corpse.
And so, they fought, they battled and raged war, decimating all in their path for years upon years until one day, they both faded. No one knew who won their battle, and no one knew where they went, as they both disappeared into the memories of time itself...
******
At the summit of the sky, within the Chosen Battle Arena.
Feng Yu, Hui Ying, Lang Kuang and Miren Fei looked at the battle in the arena with interested as Dai Lin was currently fighting against an opponent.
Bang!
The opponent would launch swift and fierce attacks towards Dai Lin who would easily avoid his attacks with a slight tilt of his body. Currently, the look on Dai Lin's face was similar to that of boredom.
"You've wasted my time long enough, time to leave!" said Dai Lin as he stretched out his finger and pushed it against the air, pointing towards the distressed opponent.
"Heavenly Shocking Circuit: Custom Style - Prison of Lightning!" shouted Dai Lin as multiple streaks of lightning shoot from his finger towards the shocked opponent snaking around his entire form creating an electric cage.
"Argh!! Let me out!" roared the chosen candidate as he attacked the prison. However, it was futile as lightning began to bombard his form burning his flesh turning him in charcoal.
"ARGH!!!!!" the opponent fainted due to the 'shock' falling into deep sleep.
Flash!
The Ancient Dragon soon after sent both forms out of the golden square.
"Blue Thunder Dai Lin is the best!!!" shouted a member of the local practitioners of Machen Town.
"Ha Ha! He's certain to get far for sure." said another individual.
The Major Influences looked on with a solemn expression as their geniuses began to felt even more pressure.
"This Blue Thunder Dai Lin is too powerful, even I don't know if I'll be able to best in direct combat," said Tang Wu Ji Weng as he looked at Dai Lin with battle intent.
Xin Qing looked at Dai Lin's figure with a strange light shining her eyes as she remained silent.
"I wonder who is next?" asked a chosen candidate as he looked around the battle platform.
Suddenly, the light shone once more, and two forms abruptly appeared on the arena. Seeing these two forms the practitioners and chosen candidates where stunned.
"Isn't that the useless Feng Clan troubler!" shouted a local practitioner.
"Em. Haha! This should be interesting, didn't he only got this far due to his willpower. What can he possibly do against true geniuses?" said another individual from the local practitioner's group,
"Ha Ha! Its finally Yu'er's turn!" said Feng Yunlong as looked at his son with pride as Feng Junling, Feng Xingyu and elders of the Feng Clan looked on silently.
"This is where I will see your real power," said Huan Mang as he looked at Feng Yu silently.
Xiang Tian looked at Feng Yu with a deep expression as he thought of the possibilities of Feng Yu hiding his real strength.
"Its about time, I was wondering what was taking so long for him to get on stage. Now I can see whether or not your truly as what Brother Zang expects you to be.." said Xia Rou as she looked at the opponent who Feng Yu will face on stage.
"DarkSky's Pavilion, Number 2 Prodigy!" exclaimed the elders from the Seven Blade Mercenaries and Blood Rose Union.
The Golden Dragon Empire and Southern Wasteland, Midnight Temple and Rain Sword Sect elder looked at the scene with interest on their faces.
"I didn't think they'd sent one their number 2 prodigy here to take part in this Mystic Realm Opening Trial. I guess they wanted to use this opportunity to have him seek for a way to compete against number 1" said the Rain Sword Sect elder.
Xun Yanshan looked at the scene and spoke softly "Now I can see what kind of genius this Feng Clan has been raising under the noses of these locals."
Xin Qing beside Tang Wu spoke, "Brother Tang! Here is our number one dark horse of the Chosen Wars."
Tang Wu looked in and nodded "Em."
"Finally, It's Younger Masters turn!" said Dai Lin as he looked on excited, with Lang Kuang and Miren Fei.
Hui Ying couldn't help but smile as thought to himself "I haven't seen him truly fight since the previous battle with the Golden Furred Ape King. I wonder, just how much more powerful have you gotten in this short time back home."
The Bamboo Hat Youth and Southern Wasteland Youth looked on with interested as Xiang Shu observed with a strange smile at the corners of his lips.
"Hmm... Feng Yu, why is it that I smell that scent.. the scent of death upon you..."
*****
The two figures within the arena stood calmly as they observed each other without words, soon the youth standing before Feng Yu was the first the speak.
He wore a dark cape, with strange tattoos over his hands that were visible from its sleeves, with piercings in his nose, mouth, and ears. He had short black hair with shadows under his eyes and pale skin seeming to be unrested and malnourished.
"I am DarkSky Pavilion's, Sheng Bing! I do not fight the nameless, and I fight to kill. What is your name?" said youth with the dark cape.
"Hmm, you fight to kill you say? If such is the case then I will not speak my name as the dead does not need to remember it," replied Feng Yu with a calm expression.
"What? Do you know who you're dealing with?" as Sheng Bing said this a towering dark essence energy erupted from his body, the power of peak 9 Tier expert exploded causing the air surrounding the golden square to become unstable.
Quickly, he got into a battle posture by stretching his one of his arms outwards with one foot lifted in the air and the other foot standing firmly on the ground. He placed his other hand close to his side and clenched his palms into a fist that had dark essence energy flowing above it. He then looked towards Feng Yu with a fierce light and spoke.
"Draw your swords! It is time to battle, may your end be a swift one..." he said in a serious manner.
Feng Yu hearing this smiled as if influenced by Dai Lin he adopted the behavioral pattern by raising his right finger and waving "You want me to draw my sword, fine, but you'll first have to beat me using my fists." said Feng Yu in a confident manner.
The Chosen Candidates and Major Influences listening to his words were stunned as a commotion soon after followed.
Sheng Bing looked at Feng Yu with shock, however after a short moment his face turned in a smile, it was a dark look as if he was nothing more but a slaughter.
"Good! Good! I'm going to let you understand why it is we are called, the DarkSky Pavilion..." as he said this a strange dark light shone in his eyes as his essence-energies shrouded his form soon wrapping the entire golden square into darkness.
Feng Yu seeing this smiled as he slowly positioned himself into the mantis stance while looking at Sheng Bing with confident eyes.
As a man seated beside a scholarly looking man saw this, he spoke with disdain.
"This little brat is insane, does he know who he is dealing with?" said the man.
"It does not matter for he has those eyes.." said the scholarly man.
"What kind of eyes?" replied the man.
"The eyes of a man who see's the world beyond himself..." said the scholar silently as his words faded with the wind, and tension on the battle arena rose to new degrees...
It was during an era of a brutal conflict, between the Beastman Tribe and a Prominent War Saint Faction. However, this tale is not about their war, but the story of two men who fought to settle their scores...
It happened on the verge of twilight, at a place filled with the scent of roses. If one looked around, they would see an endless meadow of red roses stretching to vast horizon itself. A brilliant Crystal Palace stood here; it was a grand construct built with the most beautiful materials of exquisite design. However, this palace was silent, as there were no guards, and no maids, only a man who stood alone and aloof of the mundane world peacefully within his flower garden.
In front of this man was a coffin of gorgeous design, it was made of a pure type of crystal that sparkled with the color of the roses in the surroundings. If one looked carefully they would see that resting peacefully inside, was a woman who was beautiful beyond words could describe, she lay sleeping as if she would continue to sleep until the end of time.
As this man sat down, he gazed at the woman in the coffin with an infatuated look at the depths of his eyes.
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
Suddenly, the sound of hard footsteps could be heard as with each step taken the roses that were below the individual's feet would be crushed to nothing. This man slowly walked towards the seated man and upon reach a few a meters away he stopped his motion and stood silently in this field of roses.
Swoosh!
A gentle breeze blew which lifted some red petals that flow between the two individuals as the only the sound of their clothing could be heard making flapping noises with the rise its wind, giving a bit of motion in the quiet atmosphere.
"So... You've finally come." replied the seated figure as he continued to stare at the coffin.
"Where is she?..." replied the man who stood with one arrow in his left hand and humongous bow in the other, with a sharp look in his eyes.
"She rests peacefull..." said the man as he lifted his vision and started the man that stood behind him.
"Do you know why I have come?" asked the man that stood with the bow.
"Ha Ha Ha! How would it be hard to guess? What man is willing to live on this earth with that man that took his wife?" said the man with a look of derision in his eyes.
"Are ready to face your death?" said the man with bow indifferently.
"I am ready, but the question is are you ready to face the consequences?" he replied as a dark fiendish aura started to rose from his body.
"I remember telling you that day, that as long as I the Divine Arrow Exault exists. You and I will not live in this piece of earth, in this stretch of space. No matter how many years, how many eras, we will fight and one of us will die..." said the man as he lifted his bow and placed his arrow within its string soon his bolt started to glow in a divine light.
Puuiii!!!
Bang!!!
The terrifying energies of both beings erupted as the once beautiful field of roses became a wasteland, leaving behind only clusters of powers that spread across the endless horizon to no end.
"I am the Rose Fiend! And What I want, no one will take!..." replied the man who stood with the crystal corpse.
And so, they fought, they battled and raged war, decimating all in their path for years upon years until one day, they both faded. No one knew who won their battle, and no one knew where they went, as they both disappeared into the memories of time itself...
******
At the summit of the sky, within the Chosen Battle Arena.
Feng Yu, Hui Ying, Lang Kuang and Miren Fei looked at the battle in the arena with interested as Dai Lin was currently fighting against an opponent.
Bang!
The opponent would launch swift and fierce attacks towards Dai Lin who would easily avoid his attacks with a slight tilt of his body. Currently, the look on Dai Lin's face was similar to that of boredom.
"You've wasted my time long enough, time to leave!" said Dai Lin as he stretched out his finger and pushed it against the air, pointing towards the distressed opponent.
"Heavenly Shocking Circuit: Custom Style - Prison of Lightning!" shouted Dai Lin as multiple streaks of lightning shoot from his finger towards the shocked opponent snaking around his entire form creating an electric cage.
"Argh!! Let me out!" roared the chosen candidate as he attacked the prison. However, it was futile as lightning began to bombard his form burning his flesh turning him in charcoal.
"ARGH!!!!!" the opponent fainted due to the 'shock' falling into deep sleep.
Flash!
The Ancient Dragon soon after sent both forms out of the golden square.
"Blue Thunder Dai Lin is the best!!!" shouted a member of the local practitioners of Machen Town.
"Ha Ha! He's certain to get far for sure." said another individual.
The Major Influences looked on with a solemn expression as their geniuses began to felt even more pressure.
"This Blue Thunder Dai Lin is too powerful, even I don't know if I'll be able to best in direct combat," said Tang Wu Ji Weng as he looked at Dai Lin with battle intent.
Xin Qing looked at Dai Lin's figure with a strange light shining her eyes as she remained silent.
"I wonder who is next?" asked a chosen candidate as he looked around the battle platform.
Suddenly, the light shone once more, and two forms abruptly appeared on the arena. Seeing these two forms the practitioners and chosen candidates where stunned.
"Isn't that the useless Feng Clan troubler!" shouted a local practitioner.
"Em. Haha! This should be interesting, didn't he only got this far due to his willpower. What can he possibly do against true geniuses?" said another individual from the local practitioner's group,
"Ha Ha! Its finally Yu'er's turn!" said Feng Yunlong as looked at his son with pride as Feng Junling, Feng Xingyu and elders of the Feng Clan looked on silently.
"This is where I will see your real power," said Huan Mang as he looked at Feng Yu silently.
Xiang Tian looked at Feng Yu with a deep expression as he thought of the possibilities of Feng Yu hiding his real strength.
"Its about time, I was wondering what was taking so long for him to get on stage. Now I can see whether or not your truly as what Brother Zang expects you to be.." said Xia Rou as she looked at the opponent who Feng Yu will face on stage.
"DarkSky's Pavilion, Number 2 Prodigy!" exclaimed the elders from the Seven Blade Mercenaries and Blood Rose Union.
The Golden Dragon Empire and Southern Wasteland, Midnight Temple and Rain Sword Sect elder looked at the scene with interest on their faces.
"I didn't think they'd sent one their number 2 prodigy here to take part in this Mystic Realm Opening Trial. I guess they wanted to use this opportunity to have him seek for a way to compete against number 1" said the Rain Sword Sect elder.
Xun Yanshan looked at the scene and spoke softly "Now I can see what kind of genius this Feng Clan has been raising under the noses of these locals."
Xin Qing beside Tang Wu spoke, "Brother Tang! Here is our number one dark horse of the Chosen Wars."
Tang Wu looked in and nodded "Em."
"Finally, It's Younger Masters turn!" said Dai Lin as he looked on excited, with Lang Kuang and Miren Fei.
Hui Ying couldn't help but smile as thought to himself "I haven't seen him truly fight since the previous battle with the Golden Furred Ape King. I wonder, just how much more powerful have you gotten in this short time back home."
The Bamboo Hat Youth and Southern Wasteland Youth looked on with interested as Xiang Shu observed with a strange smile at the corners of his lips.
"Hmm... Feng Yu, why is it that I smell that scent.. the scent of death upon you..."
*****
The two figures within the arena stood calmly as they observed each other without words, soon the youth standing before Feng Yu was the first the speak.
He wore a dark cape, with strange tattoos over his hands that were visible from its sleeves, with piercings in his nose, mouth, and ears. He had short black hair with shadows under his eyes and pale skin seeming to be unrested and malnourished.
"I am DarkSky Pavilion's, Sheng Bing! I do not fight the nameless, and I fight to kill. What is your name?" said youth with the dark cape.
"Hmm, you fight to kill you say? If such is the case then I will not speak my name as the dead does not need to remember it," replied Feng Yu with a calm expression.
"What? Do you know who you're dealing with?" as Sheng Bing said this a towering dark essence energy erupted from his body, the power of peak 9 Tier expert exploded causing the air surrounding the golden square to become unstable.
Quickly, he got into a battle posture by stretching his one of his arms outwards with one foot lifted in the air and the other foot standing firmly on the ground. He placed his other hand close to his side and clenched his palms into a fist that had dark essence energy flowing above it. He then looked towards Feng Yu with a fierce light and spoke.
"Draw your swords! It is time to battle, may your end be a swift one..." he said in a serious manner.
Feng Yu hearing this smiled as if influenced by Dai Lin he adopted the behavioral pattern by raising his right finger and waving "You want me to draw my sword, fine, but you'll first have to beat me using my fists." said Feng Yu in a confident manner.
The Chosen Candidates and Major Influences listening to his words were stunned as a commotion soon after followed.
Sheng Bing looked at Feng Yu with shock, however after a short moment his face turned in a smile, it was a dark look as if he was nothing more but a slaughter.
"Good! Good! I'm going to let you understand why it is we are called, the DarkSky Pavilion..." as he said this a strange dark light shone in his eyes as his essence-energies shrouded his form soon wrapping the entire golden square into darkness.
Feng Yu seeing this smiled as he slowly positioned himself into the mantis stance while looking at Sheng Bing with confident eyes.
As a man seated beside a scholarly looking man saw this, he spoke with disdain.
"This little brat is insane, does he know who he is dealing with?" said the man.
"It does not matter for he has those eyes.." said the scholarly man.
"What kind of eyes?" replied the man.
"The eyes of a man who see's the world beyond himself..." said the scholar silently as his words faded with the wind, and tension on the battle arena rose to new degrees...
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