Chapter 10 - Chapter 10: Call of the Vindhya Alliance

Arjun Vikramaditya's triumph at the Grand Tournament etched his name into the annals of the Himalayan Divine Peaks. The Rishi's Prana Orb pulsed within his dantian, pushing his cultivation to the brink of Revolving Core—meridians wide as sacred rivers, prana dense as molten gold. Whispers of "Chakravarti heir" followed him, but so did Kaurav remnants' curses. Headmaster Parashurama summoned him to the summit throne at dawn, axe planted like a world pillar. "The Vindhya Alliance Wars beckon—a clash of academies for dominance over mid-realm territories. Clans muster rakshasa mercenaries; Dronacharya's shadow lingers. Lead our Peaks' vanguard, or Bharatvarsha forgets you." Arjun knelt, Vel humming assent. A storm griffin bore him southward, wings cleaving clouds toward the verdant Vindhya basin. �The alliance grounds sprawled across mist-veiled plateaus: coliseums of floating stone, ringed by war banners of Crimson Lotus, Peaks, and rival halls like the Saurastra Serpent Clan. Thousands gathered—prodigies, gurus, even holy land observers. Arjun's entrance drew jeers from Kaurav allies, now under Dronacharya's veiled command. Opening melee: free-for-all relic hunts in the Chaos Jungle Array, a illusion-realm teeming with conjured asuras and hidden Vedic treasures. Arjun dove in, Celestial Tyrant's Hundred Layered Waves rippling through Vel—each thrust layering force exponentially, shattering a rival team's barriers.Ambush struck mid-hunt: Duryodhan's crippled brother, Bhishmaak, leading serpent assassins with abyss-forged guans. "Cube dies today!" they hissed, venom mists blinding foes. Arjun's Three Lives Pupils pierced veils, foreseeing strikes. Abyss Devil form surged—bone spikes erupting, six arms whirling God Forbidding Seal. 3600 black-hole runes bloomed, devouring their prana streams. Bhishmaak lunged with Naga Eclipse, but Arjun countered Heavenly Dao Judgment: thunder tribulation vortex from Vel, purple bolts raining like Indra's wrath. The brother fell, meridians sealed, clan root severed per Arjun's ruthless code.Relic secured—a Storm Garuda Shard—Arjun emerged to alliance cheers. Semifinals: duel against Saurastra's princess, wielding illusion serpents. Her Maya Bind trapped weaker foes, but Arjun's Prime Emperor Lotus Flower grandmist space suppressed her laws, Vel's layered waves crumbling defenses. Finals loomed versus Dronacharya's champion—a blindfolded sage with soul-searing chants.Night before battle, cube visions deepened: Grand Reincarnation Technique, promising talent rebirths through life-death cycles. Arjun meditated amid jungle whispers, Garuda wings fully manifesting in aura. Dronacharya's spies circled; Patala kings sent omens. "No mercy for vipers," he vowed, honoring past betrayals.Dawn broke with war conches. Coliseum filled; Parashurama's gaze weighed from stands. Arjun stepped forth, Vel blazing. Vindhya's crown was his anvil—Chakravarti forged in alliance blood. Greater wars whispered from 33 Lokas' edges; his sanatana dharma carved eternal.