Birth of the Demonic Sword

Two cultivators stood high in the sky while Noah fought against the rank 7 magical beasts. He couldn't sense them due to special techniques that hid their presence, so they could observe them without causing any reaction in his instincts.

"He is quite strong for a newbie," One of the cultivators said. She was a beautiful young-looking woman with long brown hair and a pair of big dark eyes.

"He can't join us, Miss Canson," The man next to her replied. "He is one of those hybrids. That physical strength doesn't belong to the human realm."

He was a tall middle-aged man with short blonde hair and a long black beard combed into three thick braids. His eyes were green, and he had thin black eyebrows.

"Mother told me that the human army used to have hybrids in the past," Miss Canson replied. "Zach, why don't we accept them anymore?"

"Hybrids often are unstable existences," Zach answered. "Their mindsets are also hard to discern since they are both humans and magical beasts at the same time. There have been incidents in the past, but I'm sure you have read about them in the city."

Miss Canson pouted before crossing her arms and speaking. "But they are so rare and powerful! Look at him! Did you ever see such a strong newbie?"

"I admit he is quite amazing," Zach answered. "Yet, no one can survive the tide of magical beasts gathered in the landing zones without external help. Remain focused. This is your first time forcing an ascended to swear an oath. They can be averse at first."

"That's why you are with me, isn't it?" Miss Canson replied as a smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, but we can't underestimate the tide," Zach answered. "Others in our position have fallen due to their inexperience. It's better to wait until the newbie is exhausted."

"You are too careful when I'm with you," Miss Canson said as her smile vanished.

"Your Mother is a frightening existence," Zach replied. "You have yet to understand how powerful gods can be, but you will learn about that soon enough. I will make sure of that."

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Noah was obviously unaware of the cultivators in the sky. His innate awareness couldn't perceive them, and the divine beasts around him had claimed the entirety of his attention.

The number of magical beasts around him didn't stop to five. More creatures in the seventh rank had appeared and didn't hesitate to pounce at him.

The current situation saw Noah against a Snake, a Deer, an Eagle, a giant Turtle, a fiery Dog, a six-legged Tiger, a black Crocodile, a burly Ape, and a white Elephant. Nine magical beasts were attacking him simultaneously, and some of them even managed to synchronize their innate abilities.

Luckily for Noah, those creatures were in the lower tier, so he managed to fend them off without suffering severe injuries. He had even guessed that such a gathering of different beasts wasn't a natural occurrence, but he couldn't reach any conclusion due to his lack of knowledge about that Immortal Lands.

'Night?!' Noah shouted through his connection with the Pterodactyl as he ran on the azure ground and dodged the many attacks that converged in his position.

Noah had become aware of an annoying feature of the Immortal Lands during the battle. The white sky above him radiated a heavy pressure that forced him to deplete mental energy, and that consumption increased by a lot if he flew.

He had learnt about that feature in Shandal's dimension, but he didn't think that the sky could suppress him now that he was a divine existence. That discovery led him to remain on the ground to preserve his mental energy.

"I don't remember everything!" Night shouted through its connection with Noah's mind. "You destroyed most of my memories. You can't expect me to be an expert about this place. I didn't even explore the surface due to this damned light!"

Night and Snore were supporting Noah as much as they could. The Blood Companion was the perfect meat shield, and its dark beam often managed to carve holes in the assailant. The Pterodactyl remained hidden and came out only to attack any creature that was about to reach him.

Noah didn't limit himself to escape. He released massive black blades whenever he slashed with his Demonic Sword. He wasn't using all his power, but his attacks weren't weak either.

There was one issue with Noah's level. The Mortal Lands didn't give him the chance to enlarge his dantian, so he would end up drained if he used his strongest attacks. He had the dark matter, but that alone wasn't enough to express his full power.

The nine magical beasts struggled to find an opening in his defense even if Noah wasn't going all-out. They were weaker than him, and their innate abilities were often unable to pierce his tough skin.

The same went for their physical prowess. Noah was stronger than all of them, and he could often deal with three of them at the same time without relying on the Demonic Sword.

That was quite surprising for a newly ascended cultivator, but those magical beasts didn't grow scared of his power and continued to assault him.

'Give me anything!' Noah continued to shout through his connection with the Pterodactyl.

"This should be one of the so-called landing zones," Night replied once it managed to reconstruct some of its shattered memories. "All newly ascended existences will arrive in these kinds of territories."

'Couldn't you tell me this before I crossed the damned fissure?' Noah conveyed.

"I couldn't remember this before!" Night replied. "Do I have to remind you who made me so forgetful?"

Noah didn't answer anymore and focused completely on the battle. His opponents weren't at their peak. His slashes and his companions had managed to inflict many severe injuries on a few of them, but they never stopped attacking.

The resilience of magical beasts in the divine rank was immense. Some of them would remain alive even if Noah managed to cut their heads!

'I can kill them slowly,' Noah thought as he kept dodging the attacks flying in his direction. 'No point exposing myself so soon.'

Noah recalled what it was to live in a dangerous and unknown environment. He wouldn't allow himself to deplete his energy in that battle due to the threats that could be lying in wait.

Moreover, he was the same as those creatures. Actually, his body was even more resilient than theirs. The constant assault of nine rank 7 magical beasts would exhaust him quickly, but he had a considerable advantage in that battle.

Noah could easily hurt those beasts. Instead, the creatures could barely manage to hit him. Their attacks also struggled to pierce his skin, so he could dispose of them slowly and safely.

Dark beams, tall swords, fiery waves, gales, lightning bolts, and much more shone in the azure environment. Those attacks gave birth to a multicolored battlefield that often saw blood falling on the ground.

Noah slowly deprived those creatures of their offensive tools. The Deer, the Snake, and the Eagle had already suffered injuries before, but similar wounds appeared on the other beasts as the battle continued.

The chance to inflict a fatal blow almost appeared in Noah's vision, but a series of cries forced him to diverge his attention. His consciousness could sense that ten more rank 7 magical beasts had reached the area and were planning to join the battlefield.