Atticus resumed his hunt, his body feeling lighter and stronger after the recent battle. The System had finally registered his complaint and refrained from passively absorbing the core of the beasts he had just slain. He reached into the pouch on his waist where six cores now resided, pulsing orb of fiery energy from the fire breathing lizards he had slaughtered. A smirk played on his lips. These cores would normally be worth a significant amount of contribution points, enough to finally purchase the strengthening pills and several other cultivation resources from the alchemy pavilion in the sect but most of the cores with him will probably be going to the sect in return for not being punished for solitary confinement.Atticus wasn't bothered about this though since he could already feel his body getting stronger and more resilient. The rate at which he absorbed and consolidated qi had increased too, once more pushing his cultivation base to the peak of the 3rd level of foundation e

Panic erupted in the clearing as the disciples, caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the beasts and the horrifying scene of their fellow disciple being devoured by unseen insects, scattered in all directions. The clearing, once bathed in an eerie green glow, descended into chaos, echoing with screams, roars, and the clash of steel against flesh.Atticus, his instincts honed by years of training, remained rooted to the spot for a fleeting moment, assessing the situation. A monstrous wolf lunged at him, its eyes burning with predatory hunger. This beast emanated an aura of power, indicating it was at least in the early stages of the Spirit Gathering realm, far exceeding most of the disciples present.However, Atticus, despite being one cultivation realm lower, felt a surge of confidence. After killing his way through the forbidden forest and having several battles with peak Foundation Establishment and early stage Spirit Gathering beasts, he had regained his confidence. Reincarn

Atticus knew that he wasn't going to remain safe for long if he kept being in such a passive position. Li ming who was in his arms had long since passed out, this can be seen as a small blessing for her as she would not have to experience whatever catastrophe occurred next."Rhea, isn't there something I could do. I mean I was brought back for a reason and I refuse to believe that I would just die this fast!"[Void energy has long since been detected, the spatial crack is fueled by it, its source being the peculiarity of the mutated red plume spirit tree][Master Atticus just needs to absorb this energy, and this will lead to the closure of the crack.]"Wait, so all this time I could just have absorb the energy?"Atticus stared at the waves of power that flowed all around the red plume spirit tree, it was so dense that trying to absorb something like this was akin to madness.[You had imposed restrictions on the system on absorption master Atticus] Rhea retorted, referring to Atticus'

Atticus found himself in a dimly lit hall, surrounded by elders. The cold chains held him in a kneeling position, triggering an unsettling wave of déjà vu. The stark resemblance to his past life, where betrayal led to his beheading, struck him with an intensity that made his breath erratic. Flashes of memories, both from his current and previous life, haunted him."Atticus, I would have to apologize for the chains and awkward position you are in, but we have to take precautions," Elder Chen said, feeling complicated with how Atticus was being treated as a criminal immediately, even though it was not voiced. He didn't know what happened, but it was certainly clear that his granddaughter was only alive due to Atticus's interference, as that was the only logical explanation."Unchain me!" Atticus, whose breathing had become erratic, screamed loudly. This caught everyone off guard as they did not expect Atticus to immediately take an aggressive stance. But the position Atticus found himse

In the heart of the Blue Sword Academy, a bright room with intricate design served as the meeting ground for Master Lin and his soldiers to report their findings to the enigmatic Dean. The room was adorned with ancient tapestries and shelves lined with dusty tomes, creating an atmosphere of silent wisdom. This was the Dean of The blue sword academy's office.Dean Feng, a figure draped in unassuming robes, sat behind an intricately carved desk. His eyes, however, held a keen intelligence that transcended the mortal facade. The soldiers, attired in the academy's regal blue, filed into the room with disciplined precision.Master Lin stepped forward, a crisp salute accompanying his report. "Dean, we've thoroughly investigated the scene of the incident as per your instructions."The Dean gestured for him to continue, his eyes betraying a spark of interest beneath their calm exterior.Master Lin cleared his throat before delving into the details. "We discovered evidence of a spatial anomaly