A hand seized her hair and yanked her head up, lifting her from the ground without the slightest effort.

The last thing she saw before her body betrayed her was the man holding her aloft, and a bunch of women closing in around them.

Then she looked at it for the last time, before her vision darkened. Rahu hurled the woman on his shoulders. His smirk wide, it was their victory!

The woman quickly gathered around him.

"Damn, is she really a Soul Tempering Realm cultivator? She sure was insanely strong," Lucy muttered and poked Silveria's cheeks.

"Her power was really overbearing, the star element, huh?" Anaria chimed in, but her thoughts were genuine.

The element of the star was really strange; it was way too heavy and overbearing.

"And not to mention, she had suppressed her strength to the maximum. I couldn't imagine what her strength in the outside world would be." Larae nodded, voicing her thoughts. They all stared at the woman in Rahu's arms.

"All right, girls, this is not the time to chat. Let's get out of here before—" Rahu immediately frowned and snapped his head in a certain direction.

Thalia and Azaria gasped when they saw the scene at a distance. Lucy's soul almost left her body. Xinyi's eyes widened in horror.

Lirae and Larae quickly moved towards Rahu, clutching his arms.

In the distance, a tide of cultivators surged forward, their presence distorting the very air. Even before their figures became clear, the pressure reached Rahu's group like a storm.

They were organized and packed.

A monstrous force…layered and deliberate.

At the very front stood the Celestial cultivators, their formations tight. Their aura burned bright and oppressive, like a sun. Three Houses of Solterra were banded together and rushed at them.

The footsteps shook the earth. But that wasn't the worst part; behind them, a loud horn echoed. Lucy turned back, and her blood ran cold when she saw the other force.

The demonic houses of Yvaris, an army of them. They, too, had come with forces of the three Houses.

At the celestial front were the Yakshas; they were like the judgment beneath the Sun itself. Golden radiance shone faintly around their ranks, oppressive and controlled. Possessing incomparably majestic bloodlines of the sun. They commanded the powers of the sun itself.

This solar-based cultivation radiated heat and vitality, creating an invisible field of suppression. Yakshas were also known as guardians, not because they lacked offensive abilities but because they embodied endurance!

Their aura was blazing gold, steady and merciless. They had fifteen Origin Realm cultivators marching in silence, their eyes calm. Five thousand Spirit Realm cultivators followed them.

Flanking them were the Rudhras, waking over the land with their huge frames. Matching the aura of the Yakshas. Each step they took shook the ground.

Rudhras, they were born fighters, their cultivation revolving around rage, authority, and destructive might. The powers of their elites possessed incomparable fury, as a tightly bound storm. They were Wrath incarnate.

Their crimson hair shone amidst the sea of cultivation.

Fifteen Origin Realm Rudhras walked at the very front, their presence no less than the Yakshas, forcing the weaker cultivators to avert their eyes. Behind them followed six thousand Spirit Realm cultivators. Their expressions are mocking and grinning.

Their weapons were already humming with killing intent. The Ruhdras collectively walked towards the small group of Rahu.

And finally, completing this celestial group of cultivators in front were the Gandharvas; they were much quieter. Their ranks moved with the subtle clanking of their armour. Faint vibrations rippled through the air, barely perceptible to the naked eye.

But to those who possess a deep understanding of the Spirit, they could sense the overwhelming power of Sound, Soul, and Spirit from the mighty Gandharvas.

Yes, these cultivators possessed the bloodline related to sound, soul, and spirit. Though the most dominant were the Sound and Spirit.

They had the same number of Origin realm elites, with Spirit Realm cultivators following them.

Rahu exhaled softly when he saw this, looking around he saw his woman tremble in fear. Even Azaria was no exception; she definitely felt fear. But was trying her best to hide it, in order to not worry him.

Lirae and Larae were trembling slightly in his arms. Lucy was too close to him with Anaria on the back. And unsurprisingly, Xinyi too, held his hand tightly.

The news of Silveria being here and her capture was leaked. They couldn't run or escape because, in the back, came the Demonic Houses.

They did not march in formations; they just rushed towards them. Their presence is raw and predatory. The thing that bugged him the most was that the demonic cultivators also possessed the same Origin Realm cultivators and even more Spirit Realm cultivators.

The first demonic ranks belonged to the Asuras; they were blood thirsty incarnate. Muscles stretch and coil with brutal power, scars, and horns. Strange ritual markings covered their bodies. The Asura bloodline thrived on battle and slaughter.

They radiated that savage and suffocating killing intent. At the front, fourteen Origin Cultivators with massive body frames rode a demonic beast each.

Marching at a certain distance were the House Nocthen; they were the masters of Darkness. Their bloodline further fueled their strength in the element.

These cultivators specialized in the element of Darkness, one of the most powerful elements. The mere presence of their leaders eclipsed the red sky in the shroud of darkness and erosion.

From a distance, they were barely recognizable. More silhouettes than actual forms. Their Spirit Realm assassins blended in and out of shadow.

And finally, at the very left, stood the strongest demonic House.

House Ravana..

They walked slowly, each of them crushing the ground beneath them. House Ravana cultivators were monsters through and through. They were titanic beings who had tempered their body and spirits to the extreme; their physique rivaled the strongest of beasts.

Their twelve Origin Realm Ravanas stood like immovable pillars, their eyes cold.

This…was the final nail in the coffin.

As the full scale of the approaching force became clear, Rahu snapped his fingers. Instantly, all the attention of the girls fell on him.

"Fifty-thousand from each group…And this is just half their forces. So, listen here, girls. First of all, do not panic." His soothing voice instantly calmed down the nervous Azaria. She closed her eyes for a second, steadying her heartbeat.

But it was easier said than done; the only reason the girls hadn't fainted in fear yet was because of their presence.

And no matter how they denied, this time the stakes…these couldn't even be called stakes anymore, this was an extinction army.

All their eyes were glued to his figure, desperate for his words. Rahu opened his mouth.

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