Another battle burst across the desert plains, a few hundred miles outside of Neo Terra, where the barren land stretched endlessly beneath a blazing sky. What had once been a quiet expanse of sand and stone was now transford into a battlefield of overwhelming force, as two Grand Magus-level figures clashed with enough power to distort the very air around them.
The ground trembled under their movents.
Each collision sent massive gusts of wind tearing across the desert, lifting entire waves of sand into the sky. Explosive bursts of energy rippled outward with every exchange, cracking the earth and leaving behind deep scars across the terrain. At the peak of their clash, even space itself seed to shudder, faint distortions forming where their powers collided.
At the center of this chaos was Ery, locked in combat with Typhon.
Though fierce in appearance, the battle was not one of hostility but of purpose, a spar ant to test the limits of Ery's newly acquired strength.
The effects of his recent cultivation were already evident, as the first stage of the Stellar Beast Emperor cultivation thod had significantly enhanced his capabilities. His spirit power had risen by at least twenty percent, while the efficiency of his [Star Rending Claws] had improved by another ten percent, resulting in a combined amplification that pushed his offensive power nearly thirty percent higher than before.
With this newfound strength, Ery moved with greater confidence, his attacks sharper and more decisive as he surged forward in his half-primal form.
Yet despite this improvent, the gap between him and Typhon remained clear.
"Still not good enough!!"
Typhon's voice rang out as he responded with overwhelming force, his flaming wind martial prowess erupting in a powerful counterattack. His movents were fluid yet devastating, combining brute strength with refined technique as his palm struck forward with explosive montum.
The impact ca instantly.
A surge of fire and wind collided with Ery, forcing him backward as the force overwheld his advance. His body was hurled across the battlefield, crashing violently into a distant mountain, where the impact shattered the rocky surface and sent debris cascading downward in a thunderous collapse.
For a mont, the battlefield fell quiet.
Then the rubble shifted.
A burst of heat erupted outward as Ery erged from the shattered stone, pushing aside the debris as he moved forward. His body bore a few bruises from the impact, the lingering force of Typhon's strike still evident, yet there was no sign of frustration in his expression.
Instead, he released a low roar, flas surging outward from his body before gradually settling.
A faint smile followed.
"That will be enough for today, thank you brother Typhon"
The sudden conclusion of the spar left Typhon visibly dissatisfied, as the Qilin hybrid exhaled sharply, his aura still burning with the remnants of battle.
"Urgghh... we should do this more often, i will help improve your hand to hand techniques.. so you would not defeated so easily"
Ery simply chuckled in response, taking no offense at the remark. He understood the truth behind Typhon's words, and more importantly, he recognized the value of such training. Sparring with soone of Typhon's caliber was not rely beneficial, it was an opportunity he could not afford to overlook.
With that, Ery rose into the air and began his return to Neo Terra, leaving behind the scarred battlefield as the desert slowly settled back into stillness. As he flew, his thoughts turned inward, carefully reviewing the results of both his cultivation and the spar. The first stage of the Stellar Beast thod had already granted him a significant increase in power, and according to the inheritance, the second stage promised an even greater enhancent. It was said to increase his spell power by up to fifty percent, while the final stage would elevate his strength to a level capable of rivaling opponents one realm above him.
The implication of such power was not lost on him.
If he could complete all three stages, then even a Three Cosmos Grand Magus, including the Sky Lord, would no longer be an opponent he needed to fear.
However, the path forward was far from simple.
The second stage was not only significantly more difficult to comprehend, but it also required him to begin learning the third form of the Stellar Beast
Emperor legacy
[Third Form Stellar Beast Body Refinent]
The thod focused on refining his physical body, sothing Ery greatly desired, as strengthening his vessel would allow him to better handle the imnse power he sought to wield. Unfortunately, the requirents for this technique were daunting, as it demanded the consumption of high-grade beast cores in large quantities.
For now, his progress would have to pause until he could gather the necessary
resources.
By the ti Ery returned to Neo Terra, the sun had begun to lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the developing territory. Despite the steady growth of the settlent, he did not linger outside and instead withdrew into ditation, spending hours analyzing the sparring session in detail.
This process was essential, allowing him to accurately assess his current strength, especially with the challenges that lay ahead.
Only after fully consolidating his insights did he finally step out the next day, ready to face what was coming.
Neo Terra had already hosted several prominent visitors in recent months, yet this particular arrival carried a different level of significance.
Ery stepped into the courtyard of the Terra Palace, where Klea stood beside him, her gaze already fixed on the sky.
"They are here"
Following her line of sight, Ery looked upward and imdiately saw the source of the commotion.
A massive golden ship descended slowly from above, its enormous structure
stretching over three hundred ters in length, its polished surface gleaming under the sunlight like a floating palace. Its design was extravagant, clearly belonging to a top-tier faction, and it was accompanied by four smaller escort ships that maintained a tight formation around it.
Each vessel bore the unmistakable insignia of the Astiel clan from the Nephilim
faction.
The sight alone was enough to draw attention from across Neo Terra, as residents and guards alike paused to watch the arrival with a mixture of awe
and uncase.
"What a show off"
Klea's remark was quiet, yet filled with clear disdain.
Despite the Astiel's obvious attempt at intimidation, Ery remained completely calm. He had initially expected the Sky Lord himself to appear, yet as his divine sense swept across the descending fleet, he found no trace of a Three Cosmos presence. Suggesting that even the Storm Lord was not among
them.
Which ant this entire display-
Was nothing more than a show.
Ery stood firm in the courtyard, his expression unchanged as he waited for
the massive golden ship to complete its descent.
Monts later, the structure shifted.
The ship opened.
Dozens of soldiers clad in polished golden armor erged in perfect formation,
their movents synchronized as they moved forward and ford a grand
pathway.
Then, from within that golden corridor, three Grand Magus figures entered
forward.
Ery observed them closely, his gaze sharp.
Though none of the elders had co, he had still expected the patriarch to be
among them considering the importance of the eting,
Yet-
The one leading them was soone else entirely.
A woman.
Draped in glamorous golden robes and adorned with layers of intricate jewelry
that shimred with every step.
There was no mistaking her identity.
Lady Ishtar.
The mont her foot touched the soil of Neo Terra, her gaze swept across the
surroundings, and her expression shifted instantly into one of undisguised
displeasure.
"huh.. to think i have traveled so far to co into this shitty land"
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