Poison God's Heritage Chapter 641 Colosseum

641  Colosseum

"Hmm, I thought it would be different" I said as I flexed my fingers, looking at my hands as if something was going to change.

The world itself still looks the same. Although my Dantian looks completely different than before alongside my sea of consciousness, nothing else changed much…

My former sea of consciousness when I was in the Emperor Realm was still the same as I had since the day I opened it. A ma.s.sive sea world with a floating fortress in the middle. But now, it is more like a globe that I'm looking at. As if I was a deity looking down a planet.

The globe itself was nothing but water, with a small speck that when I zoomed in on it, I saw the fortress once again.

Many of my treasures however were now visible. Mainly the Poison G.o.d, and the Lord of Lords paG.o.da. They both floated around this globe.

The globe, or water planet rotated slowly giving off a mesmerizing feeling and slowly releasing and at the same time taking back generous amounts of Poison Qi.

Inner World Manifestation.

This is proof that I had reached the Void Stage. Which is basically an upgrade in overall ability. The real power comes from the Shattering of the Void stage, then I'll be allowed to use even though miniscule, but still a potent amount of Origin Qi.

Origin Qi is a step above Saint Qi, and it is the manifestation of the Dao into the world. Only when one understand their own Dao will they be able to project it. It is not an improvement of bodily prowess but rather mental and cultivation prowess. I don't have that knowledge yet, and have yet to understand my own Dao. Mine is Poison, it had always been, but Poison is a vague term, and I have yet to finalize and realize it for it to manifest itself.

That question, if I were to begin pondering it now, I'll find myself dead before I arrive to an answer. Since I still lack the source of all Dao, which is the Origin Qi itself.

A conundrum, to understand Origin Qi, one must understand their Dao, but to understand their Dao one must have Origin Qi.

I immediately removed the thought from my mind since it will confuse me more.

Looking at the puppets working the metals which were almost depleted, I ordered them to stop.

The s.h.i.+p looked ready to deploy, and was pretty neat looking.

It was powered by the same core and meridian inside Y and X, and was fully loaded in weapons. It had room for several puppets to man the guns and weapons.

The interior was far bigger than the exterior all thanx to Spatial Law which I learned how to make from replicating the same formations inside the horse carriage that took us to through the desert of the Sea of Demons.

I still wonder how I lived without this formation. Which was able to convert small s.p.a.ce into ma.s.sive ones. I mean, it was practically right in front of me, in the Lord of Lords paG.o.da. But I never had the thought to research it and apply it until now.

But to be honest, I hadn't had a moment's rest in a long time where I could improve and upgrade my stuff. I was always on the run or doing missions. This time I spent proved very helpful to apply the many things I learned.

The time remaining before the tournament start wasn't much. And I had to leave by now.

Just as I got out, Old Fu was already standing waiting for me. He was however wearing the attire of one of the elders of the Red Sun sect.

"How much longer?" I asked him.

"Not much, I was asked by the Red Sun to come pick you up," he said.

"What's up with the clothes?" I asked him

"I got a promotion," he said shrugging.

"I guess the Red Sun is treating you well," I said.

"He isn't keen on picking a fight with the other suns, but he a.s.sured me that if I wore these robes, no one from the other factions would dare inspect my appearance. After all the Suns would rather ignore than confront," he said.

Those old fossils know that if a fight breaks out between them something like a natural disaster would look too tame of a comparison. They would rather ignore problems than face them in case their rage ends up destroying the world itself.

"There is a teleportation gate in the center of the sect, it is primed and ready, many cultivators had already took it and left for the tournament we're one of the very few left," he said.

"I guess we need to head out then," I said.

"The Red Sun also asked me to remind you to not use the paG.o.da unless in extreme situation,"

I could understand what he means, the 'extreme' situation doesn't mean that I'm allowed to use it to escape death by a peer, but only if someone were to use for example origin Qi against me.

Breaking the rules of the tournament will have severe consequences, and I'd rather not try the boundaries of one of the Suns.

We walked out of the main building of the Slaughter sect and arrived to the gate in no time. It was still packed full of cultivators waiting for their turn, however, the moment the people responsible over the gate noticed Old Fu's robes, they made way for us to move forward.

Some tried to voice their annoyance due to being cut in line but a single look from old Fu cut those words in half.

The gate wasn't anything fancy a simple formation on the ground that looked like a pond of still water. Once we stepped inside it, we got sucked into a wormhole.

We crossed distances that couldn't be calculated in moments and suddenly appeared in a vast opened area right outside a walled city at the peak of a mountain.

The air felt a bit light so our alt.i.tude was far higher than sea level and a single look at the sky that seemed to surround us gave me the needed information to understand where we were.

We were currently in one of the islands that floated high above the ground. And it seems that this is the area of the event.

The city itself was pretty far away, however that didn't mean much compared to the number of people moving toward it.

There were eight gates surrounding the city in a octagonal shape. Each gate was about a dozen kilometer away from the city's nearest gate that faced it and each gate had the banner of one of the suns.

Ours was the one facing the red sun's gate.

"What about the people who don't belong to any of the suns?" I asked Old Fu.

"They can still use any of the gates they want, this is a neutral zone, fighting is forbidden and one of the people under the Eight Suns is currently acting as an arbiter. No one is allowed to harm any other before the trials begin. However, if an argument that cannot be solved with words will be held in a death match arena inside the city."

"I see," I replied as we walked forward.

There was a ma.s.sive line in front of us, and it felt as if the city was like a sleeping beast that had its mouth open, consuming the cultivators one after another inside it yet it never seemed to be filled no matter how many it took in.

And the most impressive thing that stood out for me wasn't the walls or the gates. But the ma.s.sive colosseum like structure in the middle. That's probably where the tournament will be taking place.