Ascension of the Immortal Asura

In the vast and endless expanse of space, only the distant shimmering stars could be seen, shining intensely throughout the cold and lifeless void.

However, within the endless void appeared a streak of immense power, tearing the very fabric of space itself wherever it passed.
After an untold amount of years barreling through the infinite dark of space, the streak descended on a lonely planet at the edge of the universe.

At that moment, the dark of night gave way to day as the streak plummeted into the planet, upheaving the nearby land and rendering it asunder.
After the dust settled, only ruin and devastation could be seen for tens of thousands of miles in each direction.

From all over the continent and beyond, thousands of experts descended upon the ravaged land, looking for whatever caused the immense destruction.
However, the search ended up fruitless.
From that day on, a legend was born about a heavenly meteor of apocalyptic power descending upon the land, destroying all in its path.

Endless eons passed, and legends turned to myth.

The Skycleave forest, at the foothills of the Skycleave mountain range, was a forest expanse that spanned for thousands of miles in each direction.
Sitting at the base of Skycleave Mountain range, the vast unexplored woodland held secrets only known to experts.
Within the thicket, beasts are able to cultivate their bodies and become aligned with their surrounding elements, thus a large variety of magical beasts could be found there.
Due to the danger associated with magical beasts, most humans avoid the forest out of fear.

Deafening howls echoed through the forest as a pack of wolves could be seen running, chasing someone.
The midday sun shone through the forest canopy, revealing a young boy that had wounds all over his body.
He was breathing heavily as he ran from the wolves.
His long black hair, tied behind his head, bounced behind him, while his piercing black eyes focused on the obstacles ahead.
His physique was much more refined than expected of one his age, and he had no problem evading the wolves.
He reached a clearing in the forest, a single Pagoda tree stood above a small body of water, its leaves bright green.
It stood thirty yards high with a trunk ten yards wide.

As the boy paused for a moment to take in the poetic scene, a wolf charged from a bush to his left.
The boy turned and in an instant his greatsword slashed overhead down on the wolf.
The beast didn ’t try to dodge the blow and was struck in the shoulder, the sword broke the hide of the wolf and the blade slammed into the shoulder joint.
The impact set the wolf off balance due to the weight of the greatsword.
The wolf continued his attack, attempting to claw the boy ’s arm holding the sword, but was too slow to notice the kick that followed the sword slash.

The wolf went flying into the nearby tree only feet away, at which point the boy kicked off the ground and dashed to the wolf, plunging his sword deep into the wolf ’s neck, killing it.

He pulled the sword out of the wolf ’s neck, blood spilling out and completely covered the wolf ’s underbelly.
He quickly turned around, his long hair whipping behind him.
The other wolves spared no time and in an instant, another wolf lunged at the boy.
The boy raised his greatsword in an attempt to block the attack.
He successfully parried the massive paw but was sent flying backwards thirty feet into a boulder.

”Gah! ” the boy shouted in pain as his ribs nearly broke from the force of crashing into the rock.
The boy wiped the blood from his lips, and slowly picked himself up.

Above him seven wolves stood, growling and snarling before simultaneously attacking the boy.

Suddenly, the ground was slightly upheaved as another boy crashed down in front of him.
The force from his attack caused a small shockwave that knocked all of the wolves back.
After slowly getting up, the wolves growled at the newcomer, but decided against attacking the new threat and fled the scene.

”John, you really need to think of another way to train.
This training method is going to get you killed.
Those wolves were equivalent to early body refining cultivators, while you are just a normal human. ”

The new boy walked over to the boy on the ground, and helped him get up.

”It ’s because I ’m a normal human that I need to use these extreme methods to get stronger.
Everyday I watch you and and the rest of the clan grow stronger, while I just stagnate.
Anyways, thanks for cleaning up this mess Ryan. ” retorted John.

John Fenix was the son of the Fenix clan leader ’s third son Barden, and was fourteen years old.
Due to circumstances that no one understood, John was unable to cultivate.
His clan had hired countless medical doctors to find out what was wrong with him, but none could identify any issues with his body.
Ever since then, John tried all sorts of crazy things, even battling with powerful beasts, to try to activate his martial potential, but nothing had worked.

”Haha don ’t mention it.
These beasts aren ’t anything worth fussing over. ” replied Ryan.
Ryan had short brown hair, an average face and a slender build, with a cultivation level at the early Mist Creation realm.
He was the son of a powerful Fenix clan Elder, and had been John ’s friend since they were toddlers as they were the same age.

John smiled but didn ’t reply.
He looked back at the slightly upheaved ground from Ryan ’s attack, his gaze lingering for a while before walking off with Ryan.

They walked out of the forest and down a massive road before eventually arriving in front of a massive gate, with twenty yard tall walls stretching for several miles in each direction.
As they approached the gate, the two guards stationed were about to stop the two newcomers, but noticed who the two approaching were.

”Welcome home young masters, was your forest expedition successful? ” asked one of the guards.

”Very ” replied John.

Ryan could only give a wry smile at the guard, but didn ’t say anything.
The two of them walked past the gate and into clan grounds.
The clan they stepped into was the Fenix clan, one of the most prominent powers in the area.
The clan had nearly ten thousand members and controlled an area of several hundred miles in each direction.
The clan grounds sprawled along the northern side of the Skycleave Mountains, with grand buildings, majestic waterfalls and towering mountain peaks visible in the distance.

”Where do you want to go next? ” asked Ryan.

”Let ’s go to the Beast Trade Hall and sell these pelts.
Although we get an allowance every month, extra money never hurts ” replied John.

They turned onto the main clan road, which was one hundred feet wide and several m