The Universe Is Innately Just 266 Shining Gale Part Two

The size of the rock falling under them rose as a ma.s.sive brouhaha spread from the sound made by the falling rocks. Their figures disappeared under the humongous and suffocating size that was falling their way.

Akainmhar's deep voice spread as a burst of laughter escaped from his throat. He coughed before grabbing the humanoid in a deadly embrace of a close-quarter fight. A few seconds pa.s.sed as their figures disappeared under the warm suffocating embrace of the earth.

A few kilometers away, the situation was completely dangerous as there wasn't any movement near the Gigantic Tree. The black forest laid quietly in the dark, without any sound leaving its inside except the soft ruffle of the many yellow leaves.

One would only look at the many trees with one look to determine that the growth had been induced only recently; the color of the leaves, a clear show of the price they paid. All of it was the work of the Gigantic Tree that had been ordered to infest and conquer every inch of the grounds surrounding it.

With enough time, it could gain the ma.s.sive grounds of New Casablanca. With its mysterious power, it would give back its life to its soil. And before long, New Casablanca and its surroundings would have both turned into a ma.s.sive sea of green jungle, with tree brus.h.i.+ng with life as the Gigantic Tree would have acted as their life source.

The Gigantic Tree could be considered as a king among vegetation, an ent.i.ty that would give and take from the numerous living vegetation in it would have taken root in.

But here, it had been used to gather the thick liters of blood essence through the many kilometers it had spread its root to. And with its pure source of power backing her action, it didn't take long for the Gigantic Tree to take control of the whole area surrounding New Casablanca.

Fell didn't know any of that as his thought was focused on flying toward the source of power. Thankfully, he didn't meet any defense from the inside of the tower-like tree.

With every spatial transportation, he would execute, he could feel that he was getting closer to the source of power. His eyes brightened with excitement as he once again began drawing the spatial script's character he knew.

His finger moved skillfully as part of his ego body detached, and glistening tiny stars that served as a source of the character. A few seconds was all it took for Fell to execute the action, and just as he was nearly done with his focused work. Part of sight disappeared as he blanked and gazed at the void in front of him for a few seconds.

The glistening stars that had a.s.sembled to form the seal began disintegrating, and the next moment, they fell apart slowly as the whole character began turning into the void.

A tremendous pain shook Fell's soul as he felt the drawback of his constant usage. He felt as though small parts of himself were disintegrating, and an intense sadness shook his being as he felt memories of his past disappear.

He couldn't even have the luxury of panicking as his whole soul was having a seizure due to the abuse from Fell. The uneasiness that came from being apart of his body and soul palace showed as his ego body began palling slowly.

Part of his ego body turned into miniature stars as they flew away in a bright manner before disappearing in the void. Fell stood in place, and his face shook as he was traversed with waves upon waves of soul-searing pain.

He couldn't speak, but he cursed in his mind as he knew that he had inadvertently caused a dangerous phenomenon on his ego body. Something that no soul cultivation would have ever wanted feeling. He could feel part of himself detach from himself with every second that pa.s.sed, as even the action of moving turned into something impossible.

Time ticked, as the young cultivator began paying the price of his greedy action. He found himself with only way action of survival in this situation, overcome the horrid pain that he felt through the entirety of his soul and proceed toward the Gigantic Tree's source of power.

A few seconds pa.s.sed as he only hovered a little up higher, a far sight from what he could accomplish before. "This won't work…", he thought as he felt that he was being cornered by the ongoing event. In a split second, his ego body had fallen in a state of life or death and had already begun the process of disintegration.

Fell tried to work through the pain, even with his mind blanking out, he tried to gather his ego body's energy and to ease the process of destruction. "Should I abandon?", he thought as he didn't know if his ego body could support the travel to his physical body.

Even in this state, where his emotion was flowing in an outburst, and as his memory was turning into dust. A clear expression appeared on his ego body's face as he began mumbling the Soul Method's mantra in a low tone.

The soul grating pain in his mind eased slightly as he felt as though a fresh cooling breeze was spreading through his thought. A few seconds pa.s.sed, and a noticeable effect appeared as his ego body began disintegrating at a slower rate.

"I can't continue like this…". He thought as he turned around, giving his back to the road that led to his physical body. He knew that any blessing would come in pair with a calamity. "Overcome it!", he mumbled as his eyes glowed in the dark tunnel. His chilling eyes gazed at the light in the distance with a fiery intent of conquest.

He needed the Gigantic Tree's source of power for survival. He didn't care anymore about the danger of the five ent.i.ties or the safety of New Casablanca, but about the pain, his soul was traversing, and about the danger he was facing.

"There is only one path toward survival!", he thought as he lifted his arm. Part of his ego body parted away as they turned into a bright glistening material that used began drawing with.

His eyes were chilling cold despite the searing pain he was feeling, and his arm would tremble nonstop as he drew. Even with a trembling arm, his finger soon finished drawing the spatial script's character under his intense focus.

The rate at which he was losing part of his soul rose during the process, but he instantly began mumbling the soul method mantra given by Anzar. A cooling and refres.h.i.+ng sensation arose in his thought as his ego body turned more compact in an attempt to slow down the rate of his disintegration once again.

"I can definitely continue!", he thought as he eye glinted in front of the dark path ahead. He clasped his hand around the spatial scripture that seamlessly entered it, filling it with power affiliated to the laws of s.p.a.ce.

He took one step forward, and s.p.a.ce opened in front of him as he seamlessly moved closer to his goal. He immediately checked the state of his body as he reappeared, and heaved a sigh of relief when he noticed that his ego body could endure it.

He stepped thrice in a row, blinking through s.p.a.ce in a mean to speed his travel toward the source of power. Even with his effort, the constant loss of his soul parts turned him weaker as each step would cause his face to turn grimmer.

When he took the fourth and last spatial step of the character, his facial expression was unsightly, and he gritted his teeth through the whole process. Nonetheless, he succeeds in his attempt and even exceeded the range of his other spatial steps as he juiced out every bit of s.p.a.ce law existing in the glyph.

A sparkling burst of stars erupted from his back as his ego body trembled when ending the fourth spatial step. The moment he appeared in a similar-looking place of the large tree, he felt a change in the surrounding pressure as a powerful red morbid light shone in the distance.

Fell saw the ominous light and couldn't help but once again have a huge loss of his soul part that nearly caused him to blank out. He focused himself as his vision spun, turning his sight into a nauseating field. Seconds pa.s.sed as Fell religiously mumbled the mantra of the soul method to gather his soul back.

It was with an immense difficulty that he stopped the ma.s.sive 'injuries' appearing over his ego body. But it was as though the flow of loss couldn't be reduced to how it was due to new pressure surrounding Fell. "c.r.a.p…", he mumbled before his hand shook and began moving forward.

Once again, drawing the character of the spatial scripture.