All Chapters of Rising from the Ashes: Chapter 2591 - Chapter 2600

Andrew knew Luna was only saying this out of concern for him. But now, whether or not he let go of this sword was no longer up to him. So, Andrew spread his hands and said, "Luna, the thing is… It's not that I want this sword. It's just that it seems to have latched onto me." Luna froze. "Luna? What did you just call me?" Andrew smiled. "Luna. Is there a problem? That was the second time we've gotten intimate, wasn't it? Honestly, your skill is getting better and better." Luna's face remained blank. "Andrew, I'm not in the mood to joke around with you right now. What do you mean by 'the sword has latched onto you'?" Andrew tossed the Godslayer aside and walked to the door. Then, he turned around and stared at the sword on the bed. As soon as his thoughts stirred, the sword shot up and flew straight into his hand. Luna's mouth fell open in disbelief. "Telekinesis… That's a martial god's ability. Andrew, how did you do that? Or is it the sword?" Andrew nodded. "That's righ

Sheena gave a sharp cry. Instead of retreating, she advanced, and a tangible surge of true energy gathered around her fists. Then, she exhaled deeply and threw both fists forward, striking at the space before her. A thunderous roar erupted, triggering a violent burst of energy that instantly spread outward. The Eastern Regions' powerhouses watching around remained expressionless, their eyes still locked on Sheena. Some of the slightly weaker ones were secretly shocked, not expecting that a woman could be so ferocious. With a wet choke, Sheena coughed up blood, but her feet did not move an inch. She refused to back down. Alfredo's eyes gleamed coldly from inside the pavilion, the murderous intent in his gaze growing sharper. "Choosing death over retreat? Impressive. I've always hated stubborn people like you. But foolish girl, do you even realize that the last strike barely used 1% of my power?" By now, Andrew, Luna, and Valerie had arrived. They looked at Sheena in the center

Sheena threw a punch in mid-air and shattered the pavilion roof. Just as she prepared to follow through, her eyes caught sight of Alfredo himself. Dressed in white, his clothes billowed as he appeared before her like a ghost, moving with a speed no one could track. The two were mere inches apart. Alfredo said flatly, "That's enough. You've already proven yourself. At least you're worthy of making me seriously draw my sword once." Firefly immediately flared with blinding light, and a piercing shriek tore through the air, sharp enough to make ears ring. No one saw how he struck; they only saw Sheena spew blood in midair, her body flung backward. Then, she crashed into the marble Oathblade Platform with a deafening impact, carving a deep crater into its surface. Dust filled the air as silence fell over the crowd. Valerie's voice trembled as she whispered, "T-This is the power of a martial god? We couldn't even see his blade move. Even my dad or the elders of my family might

Andrew raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Alright, alright, I'll go back. Is that good enough for you? Seriously, I am still a guest here, you know. Isn't it a bit rude for the three of you to resort to force so quickly?" Jericho's eyes remained wary, and his guard did not lower much. He suspected Andrew's compliant act might be a deception. But then he reconsidered, thinking that even if Andrew was pretending to be weak, it did not matter. They were in Swordhaven Keep, and there was no way one man could cause real trouble here. He was confident that even if the entire Lloyd family's elite were here, Swordhaven Keep would not be intimidated. After all, Onyx and Ivory alone were formidable, as few in the world could withstand their combined assault. If he added Alfredo to the equation, Jericho sometimes let himself imagine that if the Topsfield family were to leave the Eastern Regions and establish a clan in Chetvine, they would be a major power from the start. They co

Having cleverly lured the three Topsfield brothers out and dealt with them, Andrew quickened his pace as he returned to the Oathblade Platform. One look at the scene made the chill on his face deepen. Sheena was on her last legs, barely standing. The contest had devolved into Alfredo's mockery and cruel sport. Sheena had only one goal left: to get closer to the Oathblade Platform itself. A martial artist was driven forward by the sheer force of their will, and as long as Sheena's will remained unbroken, she had not truly lost in a deeper sense. This was also why Alfredo had not simply ended her with one decisive strike. He wanted to shatter the genius within her, to crush the portion of fate belonging to the Lloyd family that she carried. This was the true depth of Alfredo's cruelty. Killing Sheena, eliminating a Lloyd prodigy, held significant weight. But for a powerhouse at Alfredo's level, that weight alone no longer satisfied him. A true blow against the Chetvine's L