The aura soared, thick and wild, reaching a level that matched the fifth-turn Mahayana realm!
"This… this is close to the aura of fifth-turn Mahayana. How is this possible?!" Lyralei's voice trembled, her face pale with shock, the words caught in her throat.
A cold smile flickered across Althea's face, her long hair billowing like a dark banner in a storm.
"Lyralei, you are too conceited. Sooner or later, the Azure Origin Dao Sect will be destroyed by your own hands!"
The ferocious aura between the two women erupted instantly, shaking the very air of the sect.
Powerful cultivators from all sixteen peaks rushed toward the Holy Hall. Within moments, the assembled peak masters filled the grand chamber, all eyes drawn to the duel unfolding between Althea and Lyralei.
Shock marked every expression as they stared.
Althea—the master of Sword Peak—stood defiant before Empress Lyralei.
