Chapter 335: Creating Fifth Spell!?
His fifth spell, the one that would mark his entry into the Fifth-circle, was: SwordHeart!
Since Eryke had already constructed the blueprints of the spell in his mind, it was relatively easy for him to achieve such an accomplishment.
Sitting cross-legged, he absorbed the two blood pills brimming with vitality and Qi from the Martial Artist. Guided by his mana, the energy was drawn into his lungs, where his mana core with four layers of spells was located.
There, it transformed into fuel for the inscription of his fifth spell.
Eryke poured his comprehension of Sword into it before beginning the carving. The process was relatively easy; with his mastery over mana, his terrifying sword comprehension, and the abundant vitality and Qi from the blood pill, all three aspects were at their peak, without a single deficiency.
The pattern for this spell was simple, a rough outline of a sword, perfectly shaped.
In the span of merely ten breaths, he slowly opened his eyes, revealing his swirling blue pupils.
"I have done it." Eryke felt a surge of excitement welling within him.
Reaching the Fifth-circle, Eryke not only gained a new spell in his arsenal, but his other spells: Aura, SoulMark, Aura Projection, and Aura Farming, also underwent another round of strengthening.
Promptly rising to his feet, Eryke was already eager to test the spell. He scanned his surroundings.
After causing such a commotion by splitting an entire building in half with his Sword Will, some brave and some foolish onlookers had already come to inspect the scene.
From a distance, they stared in awe, their surprise evident as they took in the sight of a youth with long golden hair and swirling blue eyes standing amidst the chaos.
"Has the Million Gold Sect fallen?" one of them asked, a strange expression on his face.
All eyes immediately turned toward the figure.
"Are you crazy? The Million Gold Sect is one of the top three sects in the entire faction. I’d sooner believe the sky would crumble than them being destroyed," another quickly retorted.
The sentiment of the crowd echoed the same disbelief.
Facing the backlash, the man who had dared to suggest the Million Gold Sect had fallen promptly fell silent.
Just then, the youth turned toward them, and everyone swallowed hard involuntarily.
"What’s he doing—?"
Before everyone’s stunned eyes, a giant Sword Will materialized behind Eryke. He leaped from the ground and into it.
"Cough, cough." Eryke’s voice rang out, amplified by the vibration of his Sword Will. It felt as if he were shouting right into their ears.
The onlookers recoiled in shock.
"I have destroyed the Million Gold Sect. Except for the disciples and a few merchants who managed to escape, almost all of them are already dead."
Eryke announced this calmly, then tilted his head toward the south, raising his brows in amusement.
Those who heard him fell silent, while some of the clueless onlookers remained as oblivious as ever.
"Is that really true?" Even the person who had speculated that the sect was destroyed, as it unfolded right before their eyes, felt as if they were in a dream.
The Million Gold Sect had been the true pillar of the entire city. It was the overlord, the gods to some people, their power and might unquestionable. And now, they had been destroyed just like that?
And not by armies of Martial Artists, but by this youth who seemed like a sword immortal?
To those who understood the situation, their world felt like it was crumbling, while those who didn’t grasp it remained completely silent as before.
Eryke observed the expressions of the people and shook his head. "My job is done." Then, his attention snapped to the escaping Martial Artists and merchants. "Now, time to deal with the escapees."
He moved so fast that his entire figure seemed to blur, and by the time someone could blink, he was already gone. To ordinary onlookers, it appeared as if he had completely vanished from the scene.
***
"Is that monster chasing us?"
"How am I supposed to know?"
"Hurry up, then."
A caravan of cargo trudged along the rough pathway, driven by horses and guarded by countless Martial Artists.
Each one radiated the unmistakable presence of at least a Third-stage Martial Artist, and some even a Second-stage.
It was safe to say this was one massive caravan.
At that moment, a gale swept through the area, halting all of the cargo and forcing them back bit by bit.
The leading Martial Artist, a lean man, shouted, "Stay strong!"
"Stay weak."
Suddenly, a deep male voice rang out, freezing everyone in their tracks. They followed the sound and looked up, all at once, to see a youth standing atop a Giant Sword.
"Hello, everyone." Eryke flashed a smile.
Those he greeted froze in place, as if turned to stone.
"What’s wrong? Why aren’t you speaking? Cat got your tongues?" Eryke scoffed, slowly descending to the ground on his Sword Will as he eyed the Martial Artist before him.
The leading Martial Artist trembled. Even as a Second-stage Martial Artist, a mere gaze from Eryke nearly immobilized him. "W-what do you want?"
"Hmm, let’s see." Eryke casually scanned the caravan, overflowing with gold and silver. "So many treasures, it feels like I could swim in them. But... I didn’t come for this."
His gaze settled on a particular caravan.
The leading guard’s expression immediately drained of color.
"Is that your Second Young Emperor?" Eryke chuckled.
"How... how did you know?" the leading Martial Artist stammered, trembling.
"You don’t need to know." Eryke pointed his finger. Mana within his core surged, and his Fifth Spell flared to life.
The next moment, his aura erupted and fused with the Sword Will behind him, disappearing in an instant. In the next moment, the entire cargo was obliterated, revealing an almost half-naked fat man and two naked women in bed.
"Hmm, I was going to spare you... but maybe not."
With a mere thought from Eryke, the man was shredded into pieces, without a chance to retaliate, while everything else remained perfectly intact.
The main guard fell to the ground on his knees, mumbling incoherently, "The entire legacy of the Million Gold Sect is over..."