Elder of Kunlun POV
With only a few minutes left before the reopening of the special arena, where the battle between the Seven Immortal Cities would take place, I opened my eyes and saw the people whose presence I had sensed moments ago.
I noticed the Iron Fist's girlfriend attempting to synchronize with nature and maintain a calm state of mind. She seemed to be doing reasonably well. A sword aura also surrounded her body, hinting at her combat prowess.
Glancing to the side, I saw the Iron Fist himself in a relatively serene state, which made me happy. The boy had always been reckless and impulsive, so I was concerned about how he would handle this environment. However, he was doing better than I had expected. While there were still traces of his usual recklessness and anger, they were largely restrained.
But when I looked further to the side, the sight that greeted me left me momentarily stunned. The individual who had aided us in times of peril, the one who always carried a mystical aura around him—he gave me the impression of being in complete harmony with nature and the universe. His mind seemed to exist in a state of profound tranquility. In fact, his presence was so extraordinary that I could almost swear I saw small stones levitating around him, as if even the fabric of the universe itself was bending to his will.
I watched as he moved his hand, and it felt as though the very forces of the cosmos moved with him—a strange and peculiar sensation.
And then, he opened his eyes.
Those eyes seemed to see and reveal the ultimate truth. They were mysterious, captivating, and intimidating all at once. Time itself felt as if it had slowed, stretching into eternity. It was his voice that finally brought me back to the present.
"I suppose it is time for us to enter the portal?"
I nodded in confirmation, still observing him with a lingering sense of wonder. However, I quickly gathered the others, and we proceeded forward.
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MC POV
Walking through the valley, we entered an area filled with ancient stones and countless inscriptions etched into the walls.
The most striking feature was the depiction of seven different cities on the walls. Each city exuded a celestial aura and seemed to possess distinct energies. Beyond their unique architectural and cultural elements, two prominent aspects stood out.
The first was the presence of a guardian figure. Each city had some kind of beast that appeared to be its protector—just as Kunlun was represented by a massive dragon in the background of its carving.
Additionally, the energies embedded within the stones varied slightly. One, for instance, radiated a strong green energy, while another carried an aura of elegance and purity. Each city's energy seemed to reflect its essence.
As we waited for the mysterious portal to open, I carefully inspected the walls and surroundings. Thanks to my newfound knowledge as a sorcerer, my expertise in sealing techniques, and my heightened sensitivity to energy, I detected unusual energy patterns throughout the area. The entire place seemed to be part of a grand magical formation.
At first, it didn't appear to be an offensive or defensive mechanism. Rather, it was likely an essential component for the portal's creation. Just as I was making this observation, my Haki sent a warning.
Turning to the side, I saw the Iron Fist placing his right hand on one of the inscriptions. The moment he did, his palm began to glow with the unique energy of Kunlun's dragon. Immediately after, all the other inscriptions lit up as well, and I felt a surge of spatial, magical, and dimensional energy fill every corner of the area.
A spatial-dimensional portal manifested at the center of the site.
"We have five minutes to enter," the Elder stated.
Without hesitation, we stepped into the portal, instantly transported to another dimension—one akin to the concept of secret realms found in cultivation worlds.
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On the Other Side of the Portal,
As soon as my foot touched the ground, I felt a strong magical energy enveloping the environment. It had a distinct trace, more akin to the Qi found in martial artists—an energy brimming with vitality.
Expanding my Haki and actively using my eyes, I noticed the different types of Qi permeating the surroundings.
Of course, other aspects caught my attention as well.
We had appeared atop a platform surrounded by stones and vegetation. At its center lay an arena that blended Roman and Eastern architecture—stunning in its design, exuding a mystical aura deeply tied to martial artists.
I could feel my blood, forged through countless battles and shaped by the indomitable will of warriors, resonating with this place. However, my Jedi-strengthened mental techniques quickly calmed me, and I resumed observing my surroundings carefully.
Yet, instead of heading toward the arena, we were led elsewhere.
We entered an area filled with ancient stones, plants, and flowers, all carrying an aura of nature and antiquity. As we walked, a woman in simple oriental robes appeared before us.
She had long black hair and a cold yet serene expression—a curious combination.
"Welcome, visitors from Kunlun," she said.
After observing us for a moment, she continued.
"Only you from Kunlun? The other cities brought more people."
"For now, yes. More Elders may arrive later."
She nodded in acknowledgment and began guiding us forward.
This interaction intrigued me, and the Elder spoke, seemingly to justify his earlier statement.
"Individuals who do not belong to an Immortal City face strong entry restrictions. As for those from the cities, the limitations are somewhat different… though this may also lead to certain complications."
The word "complications" piqued my curiosity, but he offered no further explanation. Though, considering we were in a place filled with highly trained martial artists and assassins, I had a few guesses of my own.
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The residential district consisted of numerous oriental-style buildings, all crafted from different shades of wood and bamboo.
The woman led us directly to the lodging area. The Elder would stay with the other Elders, while the rest of us would share a residence.
At the center of our lodging, there was a common room and two separate bedrooms.
"Please remain inside your quarters until tomorrow, when the event begins," she instructed. "The battles will last for approximately five days, with two champions and several other participants from each city fighting daily. Tomorrow will serve as the event's introduction. Your meals will be brought here."
Without waiting for a response, she shut the doors and left.
The Iron Fist went to rest with his girlfriend in the room next door.
Meanwhile, I—being separated from my boyfriend and somewhat annoyed at having to stay alone—began setting up protective measures in my room.
I placed multiple sealing jutsus for protection, resistance enhancement, and concealment, ensuring a reasonable level of security. In addition, I fortified the space with sorcerer spells and enchantments.
With a flick of my wand, infused with my Soul Energy, I manipulated the dimensional energies and cast my spells.
The energy of this dimension was unique—its affinity and power even surpassed that of Earth. However, I noticed that my ability to manipulate these energies felt smoother than before. The only explanation I could think of was my recent mastery over the Force. Just as I had learned to manipulate nature and the universe itself, controlling dimensional energies now seemed more effortless.
After all, dimensions are merely another part of the universe.
I continued my work for some time until exhaustion set in. Then, I settled down to read a few books and meditate.
Note:
Mixing different concepts like these is a bit complex (lol), but I think it works reasonably well. If you have any suggestions on how to integrate them more smoothly, I'm open to ideas!