Read Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Novel by Only For You Updated 2025 -26 - Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) Chapter 3310

The thousand Thunder Sect disciples unleashed another thousand streams of sword energy.

All of it converged onto Rupert’s heavy blade before crashing toward Andrew.

The result was the same.

Andrew was pushed back—

But not a single wound appeared on him.

Rupert’s heart began to sink.

The meaning was painfully clear.

The Thunder Sect was facing an unprecedented enemy.

Someone who had stepped Beyond Mortal Limits.

When had Andrew reached that level?

Andrew held his greatsword horizontally across his chest and calmly neutralized the remaining formation energy. Red lightning crackled violently along the blade as he stepped forward.

“Rupert,” he said coldly, “I gave you a chance. You chose not to take it. That’s on you.”

Two massive sword beams swept through the Thunder Sect’s mountain gate once more.

Another wave of devastation followed.

Buildings collapsed. Stone towers shattered. Courtyards split apart. In moments, the thousand-year foundation of the Thunder Sect was reduced to smoking ruins.

Rupert roared wildly, his voice hoarse with fury.

But he had no answer for Andrew.

Another sword beam slashed across the battlefield.

The thousand disciples screamed in unison.

The beam skimmed just over their scalps.

If it had dropped even an inch lower, hundreds of heads would have rolled across the plaza.

“Mr. Hudson!”

“Save us!”

“Run! He broke the formation—we’re finished!”

Panic spread like wildfire.

Before Andrew even struck again, the Thunder Sect disciples began fleeing in every direction.

They had lived sheltered lives for too long. Everything had always been handed to them. They had never faced true destruction—never stared down a force they couldn’t resist.

Now Andrew stood like a divine executioner descended from the heavens.

Their morale shattered instantly.

Even Nyx and the others were momentarily stunned by how quickly the sect collapsed.

“Come back!” Rupert screamed frantically. “We haven’t lost! There’s still a chance!”

He raised his sword to chase after them.

But no one listened.

Because another sword beam from Andrew was already descending.

Rupert’s face twisted in fury. Gripping his blade with both hands, he turned and charged at Andrew.

The two clashed.

From the ground to the sky—

From the sky back down into the ruins of the Thunder Sect—

Their battle tore through what little remained.

Then—

Rupert suddenly coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

He fell from the sky like a meteor and slammed violently into the earth, carving a deep crater.

Without the mountain defense formation, even at peak martial god level, he was no match.

Andrew landed calmly beside the crater.

He looked down at Rupert, who lay broken in the rubble, and spoke evenly.

“So. Still feeling arrogant?”

The mockery cut deeper than the wound.

Rupert’s face twisted with rage. He grabbed his heavy sword and tried to rise for one last desperate strike.

Andrew stepped forward and slammed the hilt of his greatsword straight into Rupert’s head.

Bone cracked.

Half of Rupert’s face became a bloody ruin.

For the first time—

Fear appeared in his eyes.

“I-If you dare kill me, Andrew… the Thunder Sect will never let you get what you want…”

Andrew sneered.

“Killing you would take no effort at all. Now do what I told you before.”

His voice dropped, cold and final.

“Kneel.”

The word echoed in Rupert’s ears like thunder.

“Never!” Rupert roared weakly. “I am the leader of one of the Eight Ancient Sects! Andrew, you—”

He tried to lean on his status again.

Andrew didn’t care.

With a casual flick of his blade—

Rupert’s arm was severed cleanly and sent flying through the air.

A piercing scream tore across the ruined mountain grounds.