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Chapter 596: The Horizon of the Absolute.
Next morning.Lunalith City.Lunaris Sect.Above the clouds.The sky above Lunalith was an endless ocean of white cloud seas — soft, radiant, almost sacred in their stillness.And above that sea…Hovered Conri Bluemoon.He stood with one foot slightly forward, robes drifting slowly around him like living silk.The wind here was colder, thinner, sharper — yet it bent around him unconsciously, as if even the atmosphere understood it was not permitted to disturb him.His gaze was fixed toward the North.And from that direction—A mass of darkness approached.Not natural cloud.Not ordinary storm.A rolling wall of black thunderclouds advanced like a marching army, swallowing sunlight, swallowing sky, devouring distance.Within it, veins of violet lightning pulsed like the heartbeat of some colossal beast.The cloud did not drift.It advanced.With purpose.With authority.With arrogance.“Mm… this is indeed a bothersome situation,” Conri thought calmly.“These lizards…”“Sometimes forget
Chapter 595: From Fear to Ambition.
Few hours later, as midnight approached.Florentis City.Bal Manor.Main Hall.The Bal Manor stood illuminated beneath the deep midnight sky, its layered roofs and jade-inlaid pillars reflecting the glow of floating mana lanterns that hovered like slow-moving stars around the estate.The streets beyond the manor walls were still alive — taverns echoing with tournament stories, merchants closing late deals, nobles whispering rumors — but inside the Bal Manor, silence ruled.A heavy, ceremonial silence.Inside the Main Hall, the air itself felt dense.Eclipse Bal sat upon the main chair — the Patriarch’s seat — carved from ancient blackwood and inlaid with veins of silver mana-stone that pulsed faintly like sleeping stars.His posture was straight, composed, immovable like a mountain that had weathered centuries of storms.Across from him, seated on guest chairs of equal craftsmanship — a silent acknowledgment of status — sat Marcellia Valmorra and Elanor Bal.Elanor had only woken less
Chapter 594: The Architecture of Silence.
“Was I really going to die… if he meant to kill me at that moment?” Oasis thought as he listened to Theodore’s words.The night wind moved gently across the training field, carrying the faint scent of trees and flowers around.The torn sky above was slowly sealing itself, the last remnants of spatial distortion fading like ripples in a lake after a stone sinks beneath the surface.Oasis stood still.Too still.For the first time since entering the field, the aftertaste of danger lingered in his bones.Not theoretical danger.Not calculated risk.Real.Immediate.Final.“I think… I really need to rest,” Oasis thought.“Sometimes… no matter what you drink… no matter what pills you take… you just need natural rest.”His shoulders lowered slightly — not in defeat — but in realization.“Come to think about it now…”“I could have used Heavenly Slicing…”“I could have sliced the locked space around me…”His brows furrowed slightly.“Yet… it didn’t even cross my mind.”“I was only focused on
Chapter 593: The Horizon of the Peerless.
Oasis and Theodore stood in the training field, a few distances away from each other, ready to spar.The training ground stretched wide beneath the night sky, its surface made of layered slabs it was evident from Oasis's Perspective that they were reinforced by formation scripts.Scorch marks and scars told silent stories.The air was cool.Still.Waiting.Oasis stood in a relaxed but ready stance — a martial mage’s posture.One foot slightly forward.Shoulders loose.Fingers half-curled, ready to weave spells or shift into movement techniques at any moment.His breathing was controlled, slow, efficient.Mana rested quietly beneath his skin like a coiled storm waiting for permission to awaken.Across from him—Theodore stood like an ancient mountain.A pure martial artist stance. Feet rooted yet light. Spine straight. Shoulders open.One hand loosely behind his back, the other relaxed at his side.No aura.No visible pressure.Yet—The wind around him was wrong.“Indeed… the peak Enli
Chapter 592: Tea and Transmutation.
Around the same time.Florentis City.Kaizen Manor.Oasis arrived at the gates of the manor.The night had already settled fully over Florentis, yet the city was anything but dark.Lanterns hung along the main streets, glowing in warm amber and pale blue hues, while rune-lamps embedded into stone pillars pulsed gently, illuminating walkways with steady mana-fed light.The sky above was deep obsidian, scattered with faint stars fighting through drifting cloud bands, while distant tower spires reflected city glow like dark mirrors.The Kaizen Manor gates themselves were massive, forged from dark iron with gold-inlaid formation lines running across their surface like veins.And Oasis was a bit fascinated by them as his eyes dotted a bit longer on them.Two guardian Tigers statues flanked the entrance, their eyes dimly glowing with dormant defensive arrays.Which he also noticed.Oasis approached calmly.He did not slow.Did not announce himself.The moment he stepped within recognition r
Chapter 591: The Mutant and the Prodigy.
Meanwhile, just after Oasis left the guest courtyard where Lukan Maser was residing within the Woods Estate—Delvan Dica and Vesta walked at an unhurried pace, making their way back toward the guest courtyard where Oasis and his people were staying.The Woods Estate at early evening was a place of crafted serenity.Miniature gardens stretched between stone walkways, carefully arranged bonsai-like spirit trees glowing faintly with natural mana.Small canals of slow-moving, crystal-clear water wound between white stone bridges, the water reflecting lantern light like flowing glass.koi drifted lazily beneath the surface, their scales shimmering with faint elemental hues.The air was cool.Clean.Carrying the scent of wet leaves, cultivated herbs, and distant incense from inner halls.They walked slowly.Not out of fatigue.But because the place invited slow steps.Vesta walked with both hands tucked into the pockets of his tailored spirit garments, posture relaxed, chin slightly raised
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