Path Of Ascension Novels & Stories

In the ward, Matilda helped Celine in cleaning up. To avoid suspicion, Winston stood quietly in the hospital corridor, waiting. The same photo was on his phone, along with the three words Monte sent him. [Monte: Need more money.] Winston put down his phone after responding to Monte with a single word. [Winston: Okay!] Then Winston began to reflect on the past, recalling how his grandfather and father ascended. Ascension took various forms among mystics. The most complete ascension, or rainbow ascension, was considered the most perfect.

They began to uncover fragments of a larger plan, a nefarious scheme that involved not just the crystal's power but the very fabric of existence itself. With each step, their path became clearer, and their purpose solidified. The Ascendants were no longer a scattered group of individuals; they were a united force, fueled by compassion, and driven by the belief that even in the face of darkness, light would prevail. And so, the journey continued, with the Ascendants inching ever closer to their final confrontation with Damien. Along their arduous journey, they encountered enchanted forests teeming with mystical creatures, treacherous mountains that tested their resilience, and desolate wastel

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Probably because they didn’t want us gossiping during Trials, she teased, and I laughed quietly, the sound strange and fragile after so much pain and silence. For a moment, I felt safe. I was finally not alone. But the warmth didn’t last. The air shifted again, colder, thicker this time. The ground beneath us trembled and the miasma began to slither back in from every direction. My smile faded. Naryssa? I called through the link. Do you feel that? Yeah, she answered. It’s The Miasma. I heard from an Ascendant that the best way to clear your path is to—

As he was ushered through the opulent halls, a potent aroma cut through the stale air—a scent that stirred an undeniable recognition within him. Intrigued, his primal instincts took hold, propelling him forward. His search for the Alpha came to a halt, diverted by the inexplicable pull of a connection he couldn't ignore. The scent grew stronger, intertwining with the very fabric of his being. Finally, he arrived at a seemingly ordinary door, yet the intoxicating aroma emanated from within. Unable to resist, Alpha Bruce felt a surge of anticipation and commanded that the door be opened, unaware of the events unfolding inside.

"Ascending to royal celestial does not hinge solely on mastering a path that you have called your own. You need to harness your past, present, and future selves too. I see that your path of attainment is a combination of space and time. Gathering all three selves might prove more difficult for you compared to ordinary people." Sensing Callide's willingness to impart some wisdom to him, Severin grew earnest and saluted her respectfully. "I would appreciate some enlightenment from you." Callide replied, "It is but a simple issue. The Celestial Ablution Pond mirrors past heavenly imprints, and immersing yourself in it is akin to traversing the Celestial Realm's original space. During your seclu

It wanted to fall into place. I forced my breath steady, the way my mother taught me, the way you steady your hands before stitching a wound. Then I spoke the only words that had ever worked. “ASH.” Black cinders rose off the floor, spiraling around the circle. The runes flared, resisting, but the ash didn’t care. It tightened, thickened, becoming a wall—around Dax’s ankles, around the etched lines, smothering the glow. For one heartbeat, the pull on him eased.

Morrigan raised one hand toward the heavens, and their eyes followed it, rain hammering down on upturned faces. "Deimon Ashworth." Her voice carried over the thunder without rising, which was somehow worse than if it had. "Your path leads to something greater, something too vast for this world to hold. You are destined for more, and I am glad to walk beside you in it. But the road beneath your feet now is not the one meant for you."

"There has to be another way out," I said, pacing the healing chamber. The High Priest shook his head. "Only three exits. The main gates, the eastern door, and the crypt entrance. Prince Nasir's men watch all of them." "The crypt," Lady Amara said. "Where does it lead?" "To burial grounds beneath the city. A maze of tunnels." "Then we use it," Louis said firmly. "High Priest, send a priest to Commander Hafiz at the western garrison. Tell him to bring every loyal soldier."

After Caspian killed the fourth young master, he found that at the moment when the fourth young master died, countless huge energy gushed out of his body. "This is..." Caspian narrowed his eyes and found that it was the power of faith of the fourth young master's family! Rumble! As soon as this force emerged, it directly shook the Path of Immortal Ascension. Caspian felt that his feet were unstable, and the Path of Immortality was gradually collapsing! "This..." Caspian was shocked, but soon he found that the Path to Immortality contained infinite power. At this moment, it was gushing out directly.