RPAGF Chapter 206 — The Master Of Monsters
Chapter 206 — The Master Of Monsters
The entire training ground gradually fell silent as Shaurya stepped forward toward the Heaven Measuring Monument.
Not forced silence.
Natural silence.
The kind that appeared when every person present instinctively understood something important was about to happen.
The mountain wind swept across the sect grounds, causing the black-and-gold coat behind him to flutter sharply while golden patterns embroidered across the fabric shimmered beneath the sunlight.
Five deep violet-black spirit rings rotated slowly behind him.
Heavy.
Ancient.
Oppressive.
Golden spiritual energy flowed around Shaurya’s body like rising flames, dense aura spreading outward in unstable waves powerful enough to distort the surrounding air itself.
The difference became obvious immediately.
Everyone else until now had controlled their power.
Compressed it.
Refined it.
Shaurya did none of that.
His spiritual energy surged violently around him without restraint, chaotic golden currents exploding outward like a storm trying to devour the entire training grounds.
The formation arrays surrounding the monument began trembling before he even moved.
Several administrators instinctively stepped backward.
Xu Wen’s eyes narrowed sharply.
"...This pressure..."
One administrator’s voice came out strained.
"He hasn’t even attacked yet..."
Even King Tian Long’s expression slowly turned serious now as the mountain winds intensified around Shaurya.
Because the aura surrounding him did not feel like ordinary spiritual force.
It felt domineering.
Like the energy itself had become wild beneath his control.
Near the disciple rows, Wang Tian grinned so widely his face almost looked unhinged.
"YES."
Luo Chen folded his arms proudly.
"Now they understand."
Even Xiao Rui looked emotional.
"Master is farming aura professionally again..."
Sheng Lu immediately corrected him.
"This stopped being aura farming three minutes ago."
Meanwhile—
Golden spiritual energy continued gathering toward Shaurya’s right fist.
Violently.
The surrounding air twisted heavily as massive streams of spiritual force surged inward from every direction before compressing directly into his hand.
The pressure became visible.
Space around his fist distorted faintly beneath the sheer density of power gathering there.
And unlike Elder Wan’s refined compression or Lin Shu’s perfect control—
Shaurya’s method looked completely unreasonable.
Chaotic.
Brutal.
Dangerous.
The spiritual energy did not stabilize.
It fought against itself violently while continuing to compress further and further into a single point.
Xu Wen’s expression changed instantly.
"...Impossible."
One administrator stared in disbelief.
"He’s compressing unstable spiritual force?"
"That should explode..."
Another felt cold sweat forming down his back.
"...How is he controlling that much power?"
The answer was simple.
Shaurya wasn’t controlling it gently.
He was overpowering it.
Golden spiritual energy screamed around his arm as the pressure flooding the training grounds increased rapidly. Cracks spread beneath his feet while nearby formation arrays flashed wildly trying to stabilize the spiritual turbulence erupting around him.
Even several disciples looked stunned now.
Because this was different from everything they had seen until now.
This felt less like cultivation—
And more like domination.
Then—
Shaurya slowly raised his head.
Golden light reflected sharply within his eyes.
And suddenly—
He screamed.
"THROUGHOUT THE HIGHEST HEAVENS AND DEEPEST ABYSS... I ALONE BEAR THE CROWN OF GLORY!"
The entire mountain shook.
Spiritual pressure exploded outward violently from his body.
Dead silence followed for exactly half a second.
Then—
Wang Tian lost his mind instantly.
"THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT!"
Luo Chen pointed toward Shaurya like a devoted believer witnessing divine revelation.
"MASTER IS HIM!"
Xiao Rui physically trembled from excitement.
"THIS IS PEAK AURA!"
Even the disciples erupted into complete chaos beneath the pressure flooding the training grounds.
Meanwhile—
Xu Wen and the administrators stood frozen.
Not because of the words.
Because of the energy behind them.
The moment Shaurya shouted—
The spiritual force around him surged again.
Violently.
The compressed golden point within his fist became so dense the surrounding space began distorting visibly around it.
Several administrators instinctively circulated spiritual energy defensively.
Xu Wen’s pupils contracted sharply.
"...This level of pressure from a raw force strike alone..."
Then—
Shaurya moved.
And punched.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The world exploded.
A catastrophic shockwave erupted from the Heaven Measuring Monument the instant Shaurya’s fist connected with its surface. The impact detonated across the mountain like heavenly thunder descending directly into the sect grounds.
The stone platform beneath the monument shattered instantly.
Massive cracks spread across the training grounds in every direction while nearby formation arrays exploded with blinding silver light trying desperately to stabilize the overwhelming force released into the surroundings.
The disciples were forced backward violently by the pressure wave.
Even the administrators staggered several steps in shock.
One nearly lost balance completely.
"How can a single punch contain this much force?!"
Golden spiritual energy erupted upward into the sky like a pillar piercing the heavens themselves. Violent winds tore across the mountain peak while the Heaven Measuring Monument trembled harder than ever before, producing deep metallic resonances powerful enough to shake the surrounding buildings.
The entire monument glowed silver.
Brighter.
Brighter.
BRIGHTER.
Until the light itself became difficult to look at directly.
Xu Wen’s eyes widened sharply.
Because the monument—
Was still climbing.
The numbers had not appeared yet.
And somehow—
That terrified him more than anything so far.
The silver light flooding the Heaven Measuring Monument continued rising violently.
Higher.
Brighter.
More unstable.
Xu Wen’s expression changed completely.
Because the monument was no longer measuring force value normally.
It was struggling.
Cracks suddenly spread across the black surface.
One.
Two.
Then dozens.
Silver fractures erupted throughout the entire monument like shattered lightning crawling across ancient stone.
An administrator’s face lost all color.
"...No way..."
Another stepped backward instinctively.
"The monument can withstand Spirit Lord attacks—"
Before he could finish—
The Heaven Measuring Monument exploded.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
A catastrophic burst of silver light detonated across the training grounds, swallowing the entire arena instantly. Fragments of black stone blasted into the air while overwhelming spiritual pressure erupted outward like a tidal wave crashing through the sect grounds.
The mountain trembled violently.
Formation arrays shattered one after another beneath the impact.
Several administrators were forced backward directly from the explosion while disciples instinctively shielded their eyes from the blinding light consuming everything before them.
Even the surrounding air screamed from pressure.
For several seconds—
Nothing could be seen.
Only silver light.
Dust.
And spiritual force flooding the mountain peak.
Then gradually—
The light began fading.
The violent winds slowed.
The dust settled.
And finally—
The training grounds became visible again.
Silence covered the mountain.
Complete silence.
The Heaven Measuring Monument was gone.
Not cracked.
Not damaged.
Gone.
Nothing remained except shattered fragments of black stone scattered across the ruined platform beneath the drifting smoke.
At the center of it all—
Shaurya stood completely unharmed.
Eyes closed.
Both arms spread outward calmly.
Standing beneath the drifting light like a victorious conqueror.
Golden spiritual energy flowed around him in heavy currents while the remains of silver light drifted through the air like burning stars around his figure.
The black-and-gold coat fluttered behind him beneath the mountain wind.
And somehow—
The idiot looked like he was enjoying it.
Nobody spoke.
Nobody moved.
Even Xu Wen stood frozen with his jaw slightly lowered, his calm scholarly composure finally shattered completely.
Pure disbelief remained on his face.
One administrator slowly sat down directly onto the ground.
Another looked emotionally broken.
"...He destroyed it..."
"That monument survived attacks from Spirit Lords..."
King Tian Long stood quietly while staring at Shaurya.
Carefully.
Measuring him silently.
Then—
A slow smile appeared on his face.
Not laughter.
Not amusement.
Just genuine acknowledgment.
Meanwhile—
Shaurya continued standing there with his eyes closed and arms spread outward like a man basking beneath heavenly glory itself.
Absolutely shameless.
And somehow—
Completely majestic.
Then suddenly—
The disciples exploded.
"MASTER!"
"SECT MASTER!"
"THAT WAS INSANE!"
The roar that erupted across the mountain this time completely surpassed earlier cheers. Spiritual vibrations spread through the air itself as hundreds of disciples shouted in absolute excitement beneath the shattered remains of the monument.
Several disciples nearly lost control from excitement.
Wang Tian looked ready to ascend on the spot.
"THAT’S MY MASTER!"
Luo Chen pointed toward the destroyed monument in emotional disbelief.
"HE ACTUALLY BROKE IT!"
Even Xiao Rui looked spiritually fulfilled.
"...Peak aura."
Sheng Lu slowly nodded beside him.
"No..."
His eyes remained fixed on Shaurya.
"...That surpassed aura."
Meanwhile—
Shaurya slowly opened one eye.
Then casually turned his head toward Lin Shu.
And winked.
Cleanly.
Confidently.
Lin Shu froze immediately.
A faint blush spread across her face before she instantly looked away.
"...Shameless."
Elder Liya watched the entire exchange with exhausted disappointment.
"...Unbelievable."
Then—
Shaurya slowly raised one hand toward the disciples.
The reaction became even louder.
"SECT MASTER!"
"SANATAN FLAME SECT!"
"MASTER SHAURYA!"
The entire mountain shook beneath the celebration erupting from the disciples.
And standing within that overwhelming noise—
Shaurya slowly clenched his fist.
Instantly—
Silence.
Every disciple stopped.
Every voice disappeared.
The transition happened so quickly even the administrators looked stunned.
Because a single gesture from him had silenced the entire sect immediately.
Xu Wen stared at the disciples with growing disbelief.
That level of loyalty...
No.
That level of trust...
Was terrifying.
Then Xu Wen slowly stepped forward alongside the trembling administrators while fragments of the destroyed monument still drifted across the ruined training grounds.
His voice sounded strained.
"...What..."
He looked toward the shattered remains surrounding Shaurya.
"...What was that?"
Shaurya smiled calmly.
"This?"
He placed one hand over his chest proudly.
"...This is aura."
Xu Wen blinked once.
Completely confused.
"...What?"
Then he immediately pointed toward the destroyed monument behind Shaurya.
"I am asking about THIS!"
His composure finally cracked completely.
"That monument was designed to withstand Spirit Lord attacks!"
Several administrators nodded rapidly behind him.
"Even Spirit Lords cannot destroy it this badly without powerful techniques!"
"Only someone at peak level of Spirit Lord can destroy it like this!"
"That level of destruction makes no sense!"
Xu Wen looked directly at Shaurya.
"You used no martial technique."
"No amplification art."
"Just a raw force strike."
His voice lowered slightly.
"...How?"
The entire training ground quieted again.
Shaurya remained silent for one second.
Then—
A grin slowly spread across his face.
"Well..."
Golden spiritual energy flickered faintly around him once more.
"...I may not be at the peak level."
A small pause followed.
Then his golden eyes sharpened slightly.
"But I am Peak."
The words landed heavily across the mountain.
Several disciples physically shivered.
Wang Tian looked like his soul had just ascended.
"THAT’S MY GOAT!"
Luo Chen pointed dramatically toward the sky.
"HE CAN’T STOP WINNING!"
Even Xiao Rui clutched his chest emotionally.
"...That line just increased my lifespan."
Meanwhile—
Lin Shu’s face turned slightly red again before she quietly looked away.
"...Ridiculous."
But the faint smile near her lips betrayed her completely.
King Tian Long finally stepped forward before placing one hand firmly against Shaurya’s shoulder.
His silver eyes remained fixed on him for several seconds.
Then he laughed softly.
"...You really are unbelievable."
Shaurya grinned immediately.
"I’ve been saying that for a long time."
This time—
Even Elder Liya laughed quietly.
Elder Wan shook his head helplessly while smiling.
The disciples erupted again.
Only the administrators remained silent.
Completely shaken.
Because unlike everyone else—
They understood exactly what this meant.
The Sanatan Flame Sect had not produced a monster.
A monster had built the Sanatan Flame Sect.
To Be Continued...