Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3019

Almost everyone was focused on the fierce battle raging in midair. Practically no one was paying attention to what was happening down here.

Meanwhile, Nyx had already engaged Waylon in combat. The latter was extremely cunning. As an assassin, Nyx's strengths were in her speed and devastating killing power. Yet, Waylon had deeply mastered the essence of Sorya's martial arts, and his The Dragon's Cyclone technique was exceptionally refined, making his defense absolutely impenetrable.

Suppressing the nearly boiling killing intent in his chest, Andrew tightened his grip on Godslayer and quietly moved toward the entrance of the sacred realm.

The entrance to the sacred realm was embedded directly into the cliff face. No one would have imagined that the passage to the Veiled Paradise, sought desperately by the world's strongest, would be hidden in such a place.

Reginald's hand flashed, and a massive golden palm-strike blasted out, catching Mendyl head-on.

The impact sent Mendyl reeling, blood spraying from his mouth, his long hair whipping wildly around his face as he staggered back.

"If you won't act now, then I'm taking my leave!" Mendyl let out a shrill roar, fuming with rage.

A massive archway of crimson light materialized behind him, and he vanished into it in an instant.

Christopher paid no attention, his eyes locked dead on the constantly spinning dark blue vortex on the mountain wall. Marcato, Raiden, and Kaelan were all besieging Reginald, but he alone had not made a move.

Andrew's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that Christopher's hands, hidden in his wide sleeves, were constantly changing positions.

A faint, almost imperceptible connection extended from Christopher and linked directly to the vortex.

Andrew immediately realized that Christopher was trying to enter the vortex. However, he remained calm and continued approaching the passage.

At last, a look of delight appeared on Christopher's face. He called out, "Raiden, Marcato, let's enter first."

After that, he ignored the other two powerhouses and surged straight toward the sacred realm entrance. His hands moved rapidly as the crackling lightning within the vortex parted, opening a gap just large enough for a person to pass through.

Immediately, a safe opening reappeared. Raiden was the fastest and was the first to rush inside, letting out triumphant laughter before disappearing from sight. Clearly, he had already entered The Veiled Paradise.

Marcato's eyes burned with excitement, no longer caring about anything else as he followed close behind. Christopher snorted coldly with satisfaction and was about to throw himself into the passage as well.

"Reginald, I'm going in. We'll settle things between us once we're in the sacred realm!"

As his words fell, half his body was already squeezed into the vortex. Suddenly, a towering sword arc, wrapped in black and crimson light, crashed down like a collapsing pillar.

Christopher's scalp went numb. Even though his martial cultivation had already reached its absolute peak, rendering him nearly unstoppable, this sudden strike still made him feel a very real sense of danger.

While standing in the passage vortex, he erupted with a furious roar, "You insolent brat, how dare you!"

Under normal circumstances, he would never have been forced into such a miserable state. But at this moment, he had to divide his focus and strength to deal with the pulling forces within the passage that appeared constantly.