The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 143: Final Stretch

Nightin and Kris were just dodging around like two little children trying to avoid the beating of their drunk father, the Chaos Dragon was just swinging the whip without pulling back much strength, one lash and they will be paralysed on the ground.

"Chaos Dragon, just what is it that you want? Are you trying to kill us?" Kris asked as the whip sc.r.a.ped away some of his cheek flesh, causing him to flinch for a moment.

"I've already said, just cherish this moment. Don't worry, we'll meet again soon in the near future as well." The Chaos Dragon replied calmly, the whip in his hand suddenly becoming a cage as his pressure forced Nightin and Kris to bend their knees.

The force wasn't strong or overbearing, it was just calm and chaotic, yet their minds were actually succ.u.mbing to it despite their unwillingness. "Don't ever try to resist, the cage is at its weakest when its peaceful."

Seeing another whip with sharp thorns protruding out and then being trapped within a cage, they realise that this wasn't just simple training anymore, but one where they might lose their life if careless.

They might have experienced many life and death encounters before this, but then none of them were actually just pure training from a demon, it's one where they had to deal stress, danger and inhumane pain at the same time.

After about another five minutes, even Nightin and Kris weren't able to cope with the spirit energy usage, their breathing was hectic and beads of water could be seen dripping down their faces.

They were usually able to go at max speed for at least days without any difficulty, but only when in an enclosed area do they realise how useless their advantage was. They didn't have the control to prevent themselves from cras.h.i.+ng into the wall, rendering their speed useless and the whip was draining their spirit energy constantly.

Seeing that they were already on his last breath, the Chaos Dragon kept his whip as another gla.s.s of wine appeared in his hand. Swirling it around, he says "A mixture of white and purple, a pretty unique gla.s.s of wine I would say."

"So now you're resorting to absorbing our spirit energy as a delicacy?" Kris asks in anger, his fists were clenched tightly at the side and his teeth were grating around each other.

Nightin stays silent, but the solemn expression on his face betrayed his current train of thoughts.

"Don't resist, sit down and get to your meditating position now!" The Chaos Dragon didn't explain, but gave out the second set of instructions as two discs flew towards them.

The Chaos Dragon wanted to explain that the drinking of their mundane blood was a disgrace to someone of his caliber, but he didn't try to explain for himself when creating the discs.

Swoosh

Both discs rotated in the air and stopped above them, looking up, all they could see are ancient symbols forming around them as an energy barrier soon formed.

"Don't worry, those ancient symbols are beneficial towards your cultivation." The Chaos Dragon explained to Nightin upon seeing his reaction while Hysan already started cultivating.

The Chaos Dragon took all of these minor details into consideration, Nightin held the mindset of: I have to ensure that every step taken leads me to the next path; Kris has another mindset of: Since I might be dead the next moment, every increase in strength right now would give me a higher chance of survival.

Sometimes, life isn't always smooth sailing. Tidal waves would always be in the way, mountains and glacier caps would cause a detour, but if one has the determination to get through, then all these tiny obstacles can only be treated as tests.

When Nightin closed his eyes again, he realises that his cultivation speed here was at least a hundred times further, his mind was also blank at the moment which means that he can cultivate. Even so, he wasn't able to improve on his sword heart to the sword aura stage, it wasn't just a matter of time investment and effort, it requires one to truly experience the world and know what they desire above they heart.

The sword aura, it isn't as simple as the sword heart stage, one has to have the courage to fully express their sword heart to others. Only when the day one can be confident of their own weapon, can one truly reveal his sword aura.

This may seem simple in the eyes of many, but would you be willing to reveal your true strength to others without holding it back and reserve hidden strength? Some might also have awakened their sword heart to be one where they wished for glory and fame, would one be willing to share this shameful ambition?

"Since that the case, maybe I can take that daring approach." Nightin says to himself, his wings spanning wide apart as arrows made of feathers forms behind him.

He had a new concept ever since the last battle with Shun, Cornelia and even Hysan which led to the Chaos Dragon. His opponents were growing stronger and the gap between them was only dividing further, he had to make greater use of his range advantage.

If his arrows can be linked to at least the first stage of the s.p.a.ce law, then teleportation should be possible. An visible arrow might be easily detectable and evadable, but what about arrows which can pierce through from any direction and are difficult to detect.

He didn't need to be an expert in the s.p.a.ce law, he just needed to link the s.p.a.ce law to his Samsara law and then also gather the concealment law.

His arrows were going to evolve alongside him. Speed. Power. Ambush. It held more traits compared to just the previous power.

Feeling his cultivation base shake, he knows that it isn't possible for him to strengthen his foundation any further, he has to make the breakthrough now and the conditions were fulfilled.

Sufficient spirit energy, perfectly stable foundation and even his comprehension of realms was more than enough, it was glory pushed back by time.

The Chaos Dragon didn't say anything about Nightin when he saw the feathers, looks of discontent was on his face until he witnessed for his eyes why Nightin felt unique.

While making a breakthrough, he was trying to link to the minor gates of s.p.a.ce and concealment.

The minor gates are a existence which doesn't really belong to the true laws, it may be weaker but it's easier to cultivate, but it's still an impossible task for people to communicate with it this easily.

Many people underestimate the true strength of minor gates, ignorant to the fact that the specialty of minor gates lay in their subsidiary factor. They're meant to be linked to the main law which a person cultivates and act as an amplifier.

Turning his gaze to Kris, Kris was currently swinging his rapier around, or piercing it around in the air with a phantom enemy in his mind.

The Chaos Dragon understood Kris intentions as the array runes activated and a phantom of Kris appeared. To make things challenging, the phantom had a higher cultivation base than Kris himself while retaining the original abilities and laws cultivated.

The Chaos Dragon may not be an master in forming phantoms which can correspond to others, but for someone of Kris strength, it wasn't a tough action.

Sensing energy fluctuations in the air, Kris leaped backwards as he waited patiently for the image to form itself. Thanks, even though you're a b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Kris thought to himself as the rapier in hand took on the form of a heavy sword once again.

Lifting his heavy sword up and charging it towards the phantom, Kris was sent flying backwards despite hitting the sweet spot where his weak spot was.

"Don't even try, the phantom is a version of you without any weak points." The Chaos Dragon says from outside the array.

"Alright then, a though battle it shall be." Kris says to himself as the s.p.a.ce around him distorted as he slashed towards the right, the attack charging in from the side of the phantom, catching it unguarded even though it wasn't prepared.

"The training of a year worth a minute starts now!"