The Universe Is Innately Just 184 Through Blood And Bonds Part One

Although he had achieved what he wanted- having attained the second step through many difficulties-; an insatiable hunger had spread his corpse, and that feeling was intense to the point where he couldn't contain himself anymore. Yet he didn't hate that sensation as, it reminded him of something that had pushed him to this position, the hunger for power. Unrelated to morals or social status, this hunger for power was closer to a biological instinct.

Something that had taken him from an ordinary family member to the elder position where his words were law.

"Your failures will serve as my stepping stones…", he thought with a reminiscence about the three elders that had perished during the breakthrough. His pensive gaze moved toward the spots where their corpse had been just before he mercilessly absorbed every speck of their being.

From there, his vision moved toward the otherworldly guest who stayed there.

"Thanks for having waited for me.", he said with a ghastly smile, sending s.h.i.+vers run down the spine of the man he spoke with. His dry red eyes pierced through the void, and the otherworldly cultivator felt as if his blood and energy was going to jump out of his own body.

Hopefully, the sensation disappeared the moment he rotated his cultivation base. His eyes glowed in azure-colored light, and his clothes began moving alone without any wind pus.h.i.+ng them. His fear disappeared, and an aura of grandeur appeared around him before he shouted.

"Of course, my fellow cultivator. I have given my word and have acted as a guard during your breakthrough. It seems that your body is currently lacking in blood essence, causing you even to misjudge me as a prey.", he added with a smirk on his face.

A grin that wasn't one appeared on the horrifying face of the Golden cultivator. His chest curled up, and he bowed slightly toward the man in front of him. The posture was crooked but was still recognized by the man who waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

"Your guests downstairs are waiting for your arrival.", his sentence was short. But the intent behind it caused the appearance of a vicious smile on the hungry elder.

He took a step forward. His movement was slow, and even seemed that he was going to fall at any moment, but an air breeze traversed the room in an instant.

Terror marked the face of the otherworldly guests. And his heart, painfully, tugged in his chest the moment he heard the elder speak from behind his back.

"Let us go then. It isn't polite to make them wait too much…"

He turned around, his mind filled with horror from the strength showed by the elder, but on his face was an amiable smile that didn't sell his internal state. He nodded and began following the ghastly elder in his steps.

Fell had a grim expression on his face. The moment the elders attempted their joint breakthrough, he had felt the intense turmoil of energy in his surroundings.

With eyes closed and senses that pierced his blood essence, he activated his blood perception and gazed at the numerous individuals that were in the mansion. He skipped the n.o.bles surrounding him from his acute vision and was drawn to a large crimson dot that was on the higher floor.

There he saw a twisted blood essence. Mixed with four origins, that screamed of hunger in his mind; the moment he saw the filthy blood essence, a nauseous sensation hit his mind, and he found himself obliged to stop his technique. His heartbeat accelerated to a mad pace inside of his chest, and his fearful thoughts worked swiftly as an image of the beast was drawn in his head. The creature was crooked, and the parts of its body were different, akin to a chimera.

But that wasn't all. Around of the ghastly, and nightmarish, creature was a sea of blood that revolved around it. That sea of blood was burning with a fiery intent that nearly burned Fell's soul. The last thing he had seen in the illusion were three corpses that were engulfed inside of the sea. Their state, practically mummified, with cracked up skin that resembled dried up wood.

It took him a few seconds to wash away the illusion. And it was only with the aid of the mantra of his soul cultivation technique that he was freed from the horrifying vision. His head turned toward Wind, and he wasn't shocked at all to see that the young man had also felt the threat that had just appeared.

The young official's face was a far cry from before. His skin pale, and nearly transparent, clearly showing the terror he was feeling. A few guests had noticed their reaction, but apart from the few cultivators who were notified by the arrival of the elder, they couldn't understand the reason for their reactions.

The kid who had been lectured by Wind had a smug expression on his face. The arrogance he was forced to shelter was released, and he spitefully exclaimed with a joyful tone.

"Looks like our elders are coming here to teach you a lesson."

The pair of cultivator ignored his comment. Fell got up from his chair, and smacked Wind on the head to wake him up, the expression on his face showed Wind that what was coming over wasn't something he could deal with quickly.

"You're gonna have to make a run for your life.", he said matter of fact without hiding his own fear. "The thing that is coming isn't something I can face while protecting you. This is where we part.".

His last sentence was short and served as, a desperate, farewell toward Wind. He preferred honestly over false bravado because he knew deep down that the hurdle he was going to face might take his life.