Ascension of the Immortal Asura

"The finals between Dylan and John will commence in thirty minutes." After announcing the winner of the fight, Waylon Varis addressed the crowd.

John walked back to his seat and was congratulated by Ryan and Miko. The three conversed for some time before Waylon finally announced the start of the final round.

"Heh, its finally time." John couldn't help but be excited of his chance to finally fight Dylan.

"Go kick Dylan's ass. He's been an eyesore this entire tournament." Miko wanted nothing more than to see Dylan lose, and lose badly.

"Just be careful, he's no easy opponent." Ryan gave one last piece of advice, and John nodded his head before he walked over to the central fighting platform.

The crowd was roaring in anticipation of the exciting final fight to come. In one corner was Dylan, the highest seeded junior of the tournament, who showed amazing combat power. Opposite Dylan was John, who revealed his Innate Variant Body and showed amazing power as well as body toughness.

Although the crowd had expected Dylan to easily win once his Qi test result was revealed, they were much less sure now of who would be the winner. Both fighters seemed like they had still held back in all their fights, and so no one really knew just how strong either one was.

John hopped on the stage and walked to the center, while Dylan did the same. Dylan had a smug look of self confidence as he stared at John like a hawk.

"You didn't disappoint me and lose before our match. Now I can personally have the satisfaction of crushing an Innate Variant Body into the ground." Despite John's talents, Dylan was still self assured in his victory.

"I should say the same. I'll finally have the chance to avenge my injured clansmen. I'll pay tribute to them with your blood." John responded with a cold voice.

"Haha, kid, you may be strong, but you're far from strong enough to say those words to me." Dylan took out his sword while responding back, while John took out his scythe. The crowd could feel a rising power build up inside Dylan, while a berserk and powerful battle aura radiated from John.

Waylon Varis stepped on the fighting platform and addressed both the crowd and the fighters. "I will personally referee this fight. May the best fighter win. Begin."

Boom!

John and Dylan immediately dashed towards each other and collided violently in the center of the arena. Both were knocked back dozens of yards before they both dashed forward again, weapons colliding over and over.

The crowd watched in rapt attention as John and Dylan dashed all over the arena at immense speeds while their powerful attacks repeatedly collided. Dylan was using amazingly powerful Qi attacks, while John was using the power of his body and heavy scythe to strike back. The stage shook violently as powerful attacks collided, and the crowd could feel their bones rattle from the force of the attacks despite being so far away.

The juniors who had participated in the tournament all felt a cold chill run down their spine.

"This is the power of Mist Creation Realm cultivators, and kids at the same age as us no less?"

"How are they this strong. This is unreal. They weren't even going all out in their previous fights."

While many of the juniors were feeling shock and despair at the strength John and Dylan were showing, John and Dylan continued to violently collide in the arena. Their powerful exchanges lasted for several minutes before they both parted and stared at each other.

"You're truly not bad. I can see why an Innate Variant Body is valued so highly. Unfortunately for you, it is still not enough to beat me." Dylan said in a mocking tone as he stared at him with a smug smile.

"I don't know where all this tough talk is coming from. We've battled all this time and you've yet to leave a scratch on me." John mocked back.

"Kid, you really have no idea how large this world is and how high the heavens are. So I'll do you a favor and teach you personally. I've been taking it easy on you up to here, but that ends now." Dylan once more mocked before he turned his sword on himself and cut open the back of his left arm.

John narrowed his eyes as he watched Dylan start using his Qi to control his escaping blood into a ball of blood that floated in front of him. Qi was continuously infused into the ball of blood, while a terrible and powerful aura started to radiate from both Dylan and the ball of blood.

While John was watching in confusion, every elder in the crowd except for the Crimson Valley Elders opened their eyes wide in shock.

"How can he use such a technique?" Orren Fenix cried out in surprise.

Cade Fenix had a grave look on his face as he responded in a cold tone. "Let alone use such a technique, how does he or the Crimson Valley Sect even have such a technique. Their sects domain technique is much less profound than what is being used here."

While all the elders were conversing amongst each other in complete shock, Dylan pointed up to the sky, and the ball of blood raised above his head before it exploded violently outwards.

"Crimson Hell Domain."

Instantly, both the crowd and John saw everything around them turn blood red while they felt like they had been plunged into hell itself. While the crowd felt the residual effects of this domain, John was feeling almost the entirety of the technique press down on him. He felt like his blood was slowing down within his body, while his mind and soul felt like they were under assault as well.

After moments of struggling with managing the technique, a sinister smile appeared on Dylan's face as he looked towards John like was a rat trapped in a cage.

"Kid, count yourself lucky that you get to witness this domain of mine. But from here on out, your only choice is to lose."