Chapter 363: The Purple Sword Domain Descends
The Purple Sword Domain Descends
Today...
They fought as one.
Their formations remained flawless.
One group advanced.
Another supported.
A third eliminated every enemy attempting to escape.
The coordination was impeccable.
It resembled a perfectly sharpened blade slicing through fragile paper.
The resistance of Sky Breaker Academy collapsed almost immediately.
Students fled in every direction.
Some threw away their weapons.
Others begged for mercy.
Many simply stood frozen in despair.
But no one could escape the tightening encirclement.
Within minutes...
Hundreds of Sky Breaker Academy students had fallen.
The battlefield was littered with broken weapons and shattered armor.
The surviving members looked around with hopeless expressions.
Their morale had completely collapsed.
Above them, Leon and Dario continued exchanging devastating blows.
Below...
Celestis Academy dominated the battlefield completely.
Vargos watched everything unfold.
His face had long since turned pale.
His heart felt as though it had sunk into an endless abyss.
Finished...
Everything was finished.
The academy he had protected for countless years...
Was disappearing before his eyes.
His fists trembled uncontrollably.
Yet there was nothing he could do.
The battle above was beyond his reach.
The battle below had already become a massacre.
Just as despair completely consumed him—
Whoosh!
A brilliant streak of light crossed the distant horizon.
Then another.
And another.
Soon...
Hundreds of radiant streams shot across the sky.
Every cultivator instinctively looked upward.
A powerful army appeared above the battlefield.
Dozens of elders led the formation while hundreds of experts followed closely behind.
The banners fluttering in the wind bore the unmistakable emblem of Sky Breaker Academy.
"They’re here!"
"The reinforcements have arrived!"
"Hehe... now there’s a good show to watch."
Excited whispers spread among the distant spectators.
The true war between the two ancient academies had finally begun.
Vargos’ lifeless eyes suddenly regained their light.
Hope.
At the darkest moment...
Hope had finally arrived.
He almost laughed aloud.
"Our reinforcements..."
"They’re finally here..."
The newly arrived army slowly descended from the heavens.
A sage-like old man stepped out from among the assembled elders. His silver hair danced gently in the turbulent wind while his sharp eyes swept across the devastated battlefield. The sight of countless Sky Breaker Academy elders and students lying lifeless on the blood-soaked earth instantly darkened his expression.
His sharp eyes swept across the battlefield, immediately taking in the countless corpses of Sky Breaker Academy students scattered across the ruined earth.
His expression darkened instantly.
An overwhelming Pinnacle Realm aura burst from his body.
The surrounding clouds churned violently beneath the pressure.
His gaze finally settled upon Guardian Elder Smith.
An overwhelming Pinnacle Realm aura burst from his body.
The clouds churned.
The earth trembled.
He glared at Guardian Elder Smith with undisguised fury and shouted,
"Guardian Elder Smith..."
His voice boomed across the battlefield like rolling thunder.
"How dare you bully my Sky Breaker Academy..."
"And kill my students?"
The battlefield fell silent once more.
Another Pinnacle Realm expert had arrived.
This man was Gideon, the Grand Elder of Sky Breaker Academy.
Like Guardian Elder Smith, he had stepped into the early Pinnacle Realm many years ago. The two belonged to the same generation and had crossed paths countless times throughout their lives.
Guardian Elder Smith merely stroked his beard and smiled faintly, completely unbothered by the accusation.
"Gideon..."
"It was clearly your Sky Breaker Academy that started this entire affair."
"Now you’re blaming everything on me?"
He chuckled softly before his eyes suddenly sharpened.
"How impressive."
His smile widened.
"You came at just the right time."
"I’ve been itching for a good fight."
The moment his words fell...
He moved.
There were no lengthy speeches.
No meaningless threats.
Guardian Elder Smith vanished from his original position, leaving only a fading afterimage.
Boom!
His palm descended from the heavens like a falling mountain.
The surrounding Mana instantly condensed into an enormous handprint that covered the sky.
Gideon’s expression darkened.
Originally, he had intended to reason with Guardian Elder Smith.
Even if negotiations failed, he had hoped to buy enough time for the remaining members of Sky Breaker Academy to regroup.
But after witnessing the current battlefield...
He understood.
There was no turning back.
Shera’s death...
The countless slain students...
The hatred between both sides...
Everything had reached the point of no return.
Words had become meaningless.
Only battle remained.
"Hmph!"
With a furious snort, Gideon struck out with his own palm.
Boom!
The two attacks collided high above the battlefield.
The resulting shockwave spread across the heavens like a raging tsunami.
Space rippled violently.
The clouds exploded apart.
The terrifying force knocked countless nearby cultivators backward.
Another Pinnacle Realm battle had begun.
At that moment...
The war between Celestis Academy and Sky Breaker Academy had completely erupted.
The battlefield stretched for dozens of kilometers.
The sky...
The ground...
Even the distant mountains...
Everywhere had become a battlefield.
Mana exploded continuously.
Brilliant Sacred Arts illuminated the heavens one after another.
Sword lights crossed endlessly.
Spears pierced through the sky.
Palms shattered cliffs.
Everywhere people looked...
Experts were fighting for their lives.
The once-barren wasteland had become complete ruins.
Mountains collapsed.
Ancient forests disappeared beneath endless explosions.
The earth cracked open, revealing deep chasms that stretched beyond sight.
Smoke and dust covered the sky.
Blood stained the broken ground crimson.
Yet...
Despite the countless battles raging below...
Everyone’s attention eventually returned to the heavens.
Because the most terrifying battle was still taking place there.
High above the battlefield...
Leon and Dario exchanged another devastating blow.
Boom!
Fist met sword once again.
The collision erupted like a newborn sun.
A violent shockwave forced both men backward simultaneously.
Leon retreated only three steps before stopping effortlessly in midair.
His midnight robes fluttered calmly despite the raging storm.
Not a single wrinkle appeared on his composed expression.
His purple eyes remained as calm as a frozen lake.
Opposite him...
Dario slid backward across the sky for nearly a hundred meters before finally stabilizing himself.
His breathing had become noticeably heavier.
The black sword in his hand trembled faintly.
His blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Leon.
The spectators watched in stunned silence.
Neither side had gained a clear advantage so far.
But anyone with sufficient cultivation could tell...