Trial Of Ascension Wow Novels & Stories

"The time has come! Apprentices from all sects, you may enter through the east gate and prepare for the Great Trial!" The host of this arcane discussion conference was none other than Veric, who had visited Mount Hollowlight just a few days ago. As one of the four major sects leading all the others, Suncrest Sect always liked to take center stage. Today, he looked like a distinguished ascendant, standing on high ground while stroking his beard. "This trial is for yourselves and for the world. Recently, demons have been causing trouble at Eastshore. Some 'ascendants' have been appearing in dreams, asking to have humans as offerings.

Time moved as it always does, quietly, without asking permission. A few years later, it was early summer again. The pack's sacred calendar turned to another round of the annual Ascension Trials. The entire settlement cleared the way for those competing. Outside the arena, the crowd was just as dense as ever. Wolves from every family watched anxiously, hoping to see their children shine. But somewhere along the outer edge of the crowd, there was no longer a woman in a deep crimson robe, no one with a strange set of rune tokens in her fist and that particular fire burning in her eyes.

The System, for once, offers nothing. The mountain-peak banners of the Heavenly Ascension Sect snap in the wind overhead, silver against grey sky, and the afternoon trials are just beginning. ~~~

When she had confirmed that they had all made a choice, she told them to look at the bottom and see who they had picked. "Let the tournament begin." * * * * * "We need to go to the tournament at the Black Heart Pack, right now!" Aaliyah said as Marco and Evelyn walked in the room. She had begun living in the underground cave at the Nile pack like Marco had suggested. No one knew what was happening beneath the pack house and it was big enough for Aaliyah to work on her spells. "What's the problem? Why should we go to the tournament?" Marco asked, alarmed at her sudden outburst. The look on her face was one of panic, it was unmistakable.

“Grand Elder, the person beside me is the Wolf King of Florence and a close friend of mine, Andrius Moonshade. He wants Celestial Seeker Sect to make a special ascension channel for the cultivators of Florence.” The Grand Elder snorted coldly at the words. “The ascension channel is a bridge between the Upper Realm and the cultivation world. The cost is immense. Celestial Seeker Sect struggles to even maintain it and doesn’t use it excessively. You should leave.” Andrius frowned and asked, “Is there no room for negotiation?” The Grand Elder glanced at him and casually said, “Since you’re Aria’s close friend, we’ll give you a chance. If you can defeat the three of us, we’ll consider it.”

This had been a very unexpected turn of events. “We are not entirely certain yet. However, the prophecy does state that you need to reach the Domuletta in order to absorb the power. Perhaps this was meant to happen all along. The Five did specify the steps to take in for the ceremony. It is possible that was the intention. If so, it would aid you in finding it,” Elder Katrina said. That was as good a thought as any. I was wondering why there had to be a damn audience that specified Elders of our three species along with Dent, our parents, Kail, and the other Keepers and Seekers.

“You should try it sometime, Achie. Maybe you wouldn’t be so cranky.” He grins. “Cranky? Me? Never.” Valentine ignores him, his focus locked onto me. “You’re leveling up well,” he admits. “But now, we take things further.” Something in his tone makes me wary. “Further how?” He gestures toward Achilles, who instantly tenses. There’s a brief hesitation, a silent understanding passing between them. Achilles sighs dramatically. “I knew this was coming.” Valentine smirks. “The Ascendants are back. We’re never leaving this level.”

It was her father calling. With that, she put on a jacket and hurried out of the dormitory. It was clear she was hiding from me and wanted to avoid a conversation. I sat still for a long time before returning to bed and texted Job. [How am I supposed to verify who swapped their destiny with mine?] He replied, [The person will be carrying something that belongs to you at all times. [The moment the act is done, their fortune will immediately change for the better. Their life will be transformed.]

“The ritual has already begun.” “What ritual?” Annabel demanded, her voice steady despite the fear creeping into her chest. Ash gestured to the altar. “The one that will ensure my ascension—and your annihilation.” Before Annabel could respond, the symbols on the altar flared, casting an eerie light across the room. A low hum filled the air, growing louder with each pulse of the glowing sigils. Elijah stepped forward, his hybrid form towering. “Whatever you’re trying to summon, Ash, it ends here.”