The Universe Is Innately Just 247 Battle Tendencies Part Three

His ego body absorbed the nutritious purple haze surrounding, every inch and parcel of his persona was surrounded by the pool of purple haze. And before long, his body completely disappeared in the ma.s.s of purple that soon began filling a decent corner of his soul palace. His mind was constantly being a.s.saulted by waves upon waves of soul attack coming from the resentment existing in the rock.

But Fell had since long got used to those sparks of reminiscence from the creature that was accompanied by flashes of memories of its life.

"Uh?", his mouth opened wide in surprise. "I can feel that the expansion of my soul palace had stopped…", he thought while gazing in the distance through the purple haze hovering around him. His sight pierced through the distance, and he saw that his soul palace had grown twice its past size in a short amount of time.

"And here I thought my problem was with the soul palace…", he exclaimed in a low tone. "Then… What am lacking to attain the second realm?", he mumbled in confusion.

He stood in place for a few seconds, not absorbing any wisp of purple cloud on his own and left his ego body pa.s.sively absorb smalls amount of the special substance. His thought revolved about finding a way to breakthrough the thin veil blocking him from truly becoming a second realm soul cultivator.

"I'll use the energy to condense and augment the purity of my soul palace!", he thought as he resumed the speedy absorption. And before long, he found the answer of his new thesis. At first, there weren't many changes, but after dozens of minutes pa.s.sed, minutes but noticeable change happened to his soul palace.

The soul palace whole construct turned slightly more material and corporeal. The same was also true for Fell's ego body whose features had turned clearer and more defined.

And as he continued absorbing the soul-based resource existing inside of the rock, the changes rose to a tremendous degree. A sharp aura appeared around the ego body, and now large chunks of the purple cloud made its way toward it. The stronger his soul palace became, the faster he absorbed the pool of purple energy.

"I can sense my senses turned sharper and sharper…", he thought as memories he had since long forgotten resurfaced. A mixed expression appeared on his face, and he even seemed to be fighting something that had clunked deeply to his soul, hidden deeply in the ugliest facets of his personality.

"Not the best memories…", he said with a bitter smile. "But those are still worth remembering as everything can become my source of growth!", he exclaimed loudly with his voice appearing from every parcel of his immaculate purple soul palace.

With a large amount of energy he had absorbed, his original white-colored soul palace had permanently acquired a purple hue that tinged the surface of his soul palace.

Even when he checked the inside of his body using his senses, he was surprised to notice a veined purple-colored hole existing near his head. "I guess I might have absorbed too much soul power from the creature…", he said with a bitter smile. "Well… can't really help it, and I don't feel any side effect…", he added before focusing back on absorbing even more energy.

The way he handled the purple haze also changed with the time spent refining it, and now his sharp sword intent helped him in dealing with the ominous resentment present in it.

A sharp glint was reflected from the surface of his now slightly purple ego body, and before long, that glint had traveled from his body to the whole pool surrounding.

"With this, It'll go even faster!", he thought before raising his absorption rate to the limit. "I'll squeeze every bit of strength you have to offer!", he thought while clenching the hands of his physical body even tighter around the strange rock.

Time ticked quietly, and the action on the battlefield didn't stop for a single moment. And the constant influx of MechSuit flying through the sky didn't stop for a single second; constant streams of MechSuit with engines roaring to the heaven fought with their lives on the lines.

Their engine roared, and a sea of bullets and beam of light would fall unto the sea of beasts. On the soil, that had since long turned into an ominous red and gray color coming from the corpses of the fierce beasts and the carca.s.ses from the automatons; automatons who managed to single-handedly hold the ma.s.sive wave from ever attaining the steep walls.

Fell wasn't exactly oblivious to those events, but he could senses that no major event happened while he cultivated. He always had a habit of keeping a small part of his senses focused on what was surrounding him, but now, with the recent upgrade of his soul path, his senses had turned far sharper and clearer.

Techniques that had forced him to use the hyperfocused state could now be executed without any difficulty. And even in the midst of cultivating, he could turn on his blood perception and gaze at the battlefield that would be turned into a canvas filled with red dots of many nuance and hues.

The battlefield turned into a standstill, with the human side controlling the ma.s.sive beast tide without any major difficulty. And before long, Fell ignored whatever was happening there and focused on what was happening to his soul palace.

"Looks like this is the maximum I can do when it comes to condensing my soul palace…", he exclaimed with a soft sight. "What am I going to do with this much leftover energy?", he thought with a depressed inner voice.

His head dropped low for a few second before he sharply moved his head left and right to brush away the negative thoughts. And the next moment, an incredible rate of absorption appeared in the form of a vortex around his ego body.

The purple-colored stone in his hand trembled for a second. Cracks appeared on its rough surface, and the next moment it crumbled into dusty particles that whiffed away from Fell's figure before disappearing away with the wind.

Inside of the young cultivator's body, a ma.s.sive amount of soul energy was making its way toward the purple-colored hole that represented his soul palace. Every parcel of his soul palace turned purple as a cloudy haze billowed through the vast s.p.a.ce where his consciousness laid.

"I don't care about the repercussions!", he exclaimed through gritted teeth as he felt a bloating sensation from his soul. As if at any second pa.s.sing, an explosion could arise inside of his sea of consciousness.

"Stronger! Stronger! Stronger! I need to turn stronger!", he roared as his soul palace trembled. Incessant shaking happened everywhere inside of his soul palace, and the next moment a humongous vortex appeared on the surface of his ego body. In a split second, every single wisp of purple haze that existed in his soul palace had been cleanly absorbed by his ego body.

Ticket ticked with Fell consolidating his cultivation base, and before long, he opened his eyes, and the ma.s.s of beast appeared in front of his eyes.

"Sadly, I still didn't manage to break through…", he thought while getting up from his sitting position. A wave of surprise flashed on his face, was.h.i.+ng away the negative thoughts.

"They are retreating…", he mumbled as his expression dropped. "The city survived the first day.", he added before shutting his lips.

Fell glanced at the retreating figures in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a blissful sensation arise from his heart. "We did it, the city has survived the first confrontation with the beast wave.", he said while glancing at what was left from the sun in the distance.

The ma.s.s of beast could be seen receding away, clouds of dust billowed in a vague haze under the warm light from the sunset.

But his thoughts were still shaken as the possibility of a night attack haunted his spirit. At night, it was a given that the soldier's mind would be shaken by fatigue, and Fell wouldn't bet on the endurance of the freshly enrolled soldier's. A MechSuit might help with the physical work, but the constant hours of fighting had already begun corroding the mind of the soldiers.

He couldn't help but sigh and hope that the stars were with them and that whatever was forcing the beast to attack couldn't work at night. But, deep down, part of him knew that the chances for those hopes to become a reality were too low.

He couldn't help but feel that the city's trouble was only starting, and he feared that with every pa.s.sing day, the cruelty and viciousness of the beasts would rise.