Paragon of Sin - Chapter 1686 Chapter 1679: No-Name (16)
‘Not enough!’
Excitedly intense words boomed outwards from the Library of Eden as sounds of furiously fast scribing resounded within. The Second Mind was sitting cross-legged with thousands of unfolded and folded scrolls, tomes, and tablets with manic energy fueled by an overly intense thirst for knowledge and understanding.
‘So much new data! So many new developments! Magi? True Dragon! Compatibility…what about Mystic Force generated by an Alpha Origin? Has it changed…’
The Second Mind was extremely driven with questions and theories, seeking answers, differences, and validation regarding those questions, sending orders to Wei Wuyin.
Since Wei Wuyin had embarked on his path of cultivation after obtaining his Bloodline of Sin, his journey has gone further and further down the unprecedented, while his origins and lineages—natural and artificially cultivated—continued to grow in mystery and scope. The Second Mind was like the manifestation of Wei Wuyin’s curious mentality except it had endless time to solely contemplate, consider, and construct theories. The only issue was that it needed Wei Wuyin to validate these curious theories and find concise, proper, and clear truths.
The eight Sages battle was originally going to be Wei Wuyin holding nothing back from the first picosecond onwards, but doing so meant relying on his Laws, and not only had the Heavenly War Spirit warned Wei Wuyin about overly relying on the heavens’ strengths, but the Second Mind insisted that he didn’t use any power of the Laws. Even his move against Sage Amunet, effectively incapacitating her through overloading her divinations, was an application of his Draconic Void Mystic Force.
Initially, Wei Wuyin personally felt that such insistence was troublesome. Now? Not so much. The truest applications of the Draconic Void Mystic Force were boundlessly wondrous, and in many ways, far greater in usage and properties than the Minor Time Law or Minor Spatial Law individually. Furthermore, it felt incredibly natural. That single word—natural—should not be underestimated.
If he had to draw a comparison, using the power of Laws was similar to Worldly Domain conversion and usage of external favor, exerting his will to activate certain effects limited by what’s available, or for the Laws specifically, what he understood could be done with what power he was capable of wielding, while Draconic Void Mystic Force was like his body was made of clay, and he could mold it as intricately or simply as he wished, and sometimes…he might be able to bring out interesting effects.
To put it simply, Wei Wuyin knew that whether it was Minor Laws of Time or Space, they couldn’t have taken Sage Amunet out in that way without working in tandem. They were limited in scope and versatility, despite their domineering and terrifying strength. Moreover, they relied on his soul’s strength.
However, Wei Wuyin was keenly aware that his ascension had changed his soul’s strength considerably, thereby increasing the power he could draw from the Laws, and the ascension itself had each of his Laws within him experience an unimaginable strengthening. And there were other powers he had yet to tap into!
There was just too much to test and not enough opponents of proper strength. He looked forward to entering galaxies with Resonant Soul Realm experts and the upcoming war.
‘Huh? When did Sages become insignificant in my heart?’
Wei Wuyin couldn’t help but think with heartfelt shock. He hurried to remedy his overly conceived thinking, humbling himself immediately. Unlike others, he didn’t try to cultivate an invincible heart, and he always reminded himself that an Alchemist, World, or Cultivator that contained Mystic-Soul level inheritances and lineages existed, and perhaps…further beyond that.
He might have trekked upon an unprecedented path for himself, but who knew whether there was a three-year-old child that was cultivated in the womb, fed Mystic-Soul grade materials to strengthen every single nascent cell of their body, capable of punching him to death with a single wave or a cultivator born from the great and abnormal heavenly fortune like Wei Xiaotian.
While his thoughts were flowing, the battle was still ongoing! Wei Wuyin’s thoughts were simply too fast, and by the time he had taken a breath to steady his mind and level his expectations, he gazed upon Sage Hathor, who was taking a defensive position. Clear light seethed around his body. The aura of genesis suffused into the air.
After unleashing his Draconic Transformation, Wei Wuyin’s body would enter the Void with remarkable ease. With a step, he vanished. Regardless of who was present, none of them could follow him despite their attempts. They had felt Sage Amunet’s connection cease with them, and they all felt a stinging pain from her horrific experience just before.
Without their coordinator, they had to rely on themselves. But they weren’t useless Sages that needed to be ordered to act in any meaningful way. They were top-tier combatants in their own right. They all knew that protecting Sage Hathor was absolutely critical to their survival as she was the only one that could effectively bring Sage Amunet back into the fight. Moreover, they were a group of unified Sages.
How could they not have a plan B?
Sage Khonshu shockingly changed tact. His eyes exuded a faint cloudy moonlit glint as the light of divination began to exert itself. He was executing a Divination Spell! While his effectiveness wasn’t at the level of Sage Amunet, the art was fairly similar, and he had the same advantages she had with their unified powers.
Unfortunately…
Just as they began to execute arts or spells to aid or reinforce Sage Hathor’s position using their Heavenly Treasures and Sage Khonshu’s divinations, Wei Wuyin had already made his move.
“…!”
Sage Nepit’s eyes widened uncontrollably.
“Hello there,”
Wei Wuyin smiled and uncharacteristically greeted as he appeared before Sage Nepit, one of the ones who maintained a constant distance away from Wei Wuyin as they moved about supporting, defending, and attacking in their battle formation. Sage Nepit was a Spiritual Cultivator that could launch exceedingly long-range Spiritual Spells that could disrupt, attack, and dispel any spells unleashed by an opponent, and each Sage carried on them a medium by which he could execute his spells through.
He was an insidious fighter, but he was also a Spiritual Cultivator. Logically speaking, while he was certainly to be targeted first in a typical battle, neglecting Sage Hathor and Sage Amunet would be lethal given the farmer’s ability to heal and the other’s predictive powers. It would be entering a difficult trap if one acted against a Spiritual Cultivator that could draw mystic energies from others.
Yet Wei Wuyin’s Void Concealment and Void Shifting abilities were simply too abnormal. They couldn’t accurately determine his intent, despite Sage Khonshu taking Sage Amunet’s place as coordinator. Sage Amunet’s divination spell often assisted them with warnings of their futures, and the futures around their surrounding spaces. Sage Khonshu used a very similar spell. While this divination spell was exquisitely intricate as they didn’t divine the individual, but the future of that area, Sage Khonshu was unable to gain any information.
By irregular discernment of whether a particular space couldn’t be affected by their divination and at what time, they could approximate Wei Wuyin’s exact location and traveling path. Unfortunately, this wouldn’t work after Wei Wuyin fully unleashed his Draconic Transformation as he no longer traveled through the three dimensions of space but the Void itself!
By the time Wei Wuyin arrived by Sage Nepit, Sage Khonshu’s divinations were lagging. One step behind, forever unable to get ahead. More importantly, he wasn’t Sage Amunet!
“You—”
Sage Nepit wanted to instinctively rely on starting a conversation to delay Wei Wuyin. He didn’t try to execute any spells, only cried out for assistance within their soul-linked network of communication.
Wei Wuyin gazed at Sage Nepit, his Alchemic Stars stared into the man’s eyes, as they exuded a light of ethereal mystery.
“Drown.”
Wei Wuyin uttered a single word as his Eye of Illusion was executed.
Sage Nepit’s eyes widened greater than before, fear rippling through his pupils, as he felt his body sink by an irresistible gravity. He fell to the ground. When he did, the crash was met with a heavy splash, his surroundings changed as the entire world became water. He could no longer see anything else but murky water, thick and heavy, and his lungs refused to not breathe.
The suffocating sensation of water filling his lungs forcefully, expanding violently, and the bubbling desperation to try to seek air through the pain. He knew that trying to suck in the air was like killing himself but he desired air. When was the last time he felt like this? Had he ever?
Grabbing his throat, he twisted and clawed at the water in hopes of ascending, unable to stop himself as he sank deeper into the murky water, and the light that shone from above began to gradually fade in his vision. Darkness encroached. He was reaching depths of despair.
‘The water’s too heavy! I can’t get out!!! HELP ME!!!!!’
Those were the last words the six remaining Sages heard before their connection with Sage Nepit was cut off.
Wei Wuyin held Sage Nepit aloft by his throat, squeezing tightly as he stared into the abyss of nothingness like a soulless husk. He was utterly drenched in water. From his lips, eyes, nose, ears, and pores, water flowed out like a river. This was true water formed by the power of a Sage’s Mystic Power of Creation. It was no different than a heavenly elixir to most cultivators.
“…”
Seeing the effectiveness of his Eye of Illusion, he thought for a second. He hadn’t just executed his Eye of Illusion, but he drew his full spiritual strength to do so. He didn’t underestimate a Sage who was a Spiritual Cultivator, but the illusion was far too real in Sage Nepit’s eyes. He was emulating his state of drowning.
He was DROWNING himself.
Wei Wuyin had heard that there existed a form of hysteria and phenomenon where the body would harm itself if the mind thought something was true, but this was the first time he saw this.
Very briefly, Wei Wuyin felt exhaustion overwhelm him as the glow in his eyes dimmed slightly. He hadn’t held back at all using the Eye of Illusion in the slightest. But this only lasted for a fraction of a fraction of second as his strained Spiritual Strength and exhausted spiritual energies rapidly recovered.
Wei Wuyin tossed Sage Nepit aside. Then, he vanished as a blazing ray of solar light tried to burn him into cinders, missing entirely.
Sage Khepri rushed to Sage Nepit’s aid, grabbing his wet body while using the golden disc to erect a golden barrier around their bodies. He inspected Sage Nepit’s disturbing condition and was shaken to his core.
“…!”
Sage Khepri felt a sensation of chilling danger.
Wei Wuyin stood by his side, like a ghost. The barrier didn’t hinder him in the slightest, and his Draconically-influenced Alchemic Stars within his eyes, which were unusually intense, gazed upon Sage Khepri calmly. Sage Khepri wanted to act, but Wei Wuyin pressed his scaly hands against the air, touching his shoulder, and his body carrying Sage Nepit was sent flying.
Sage Khepri was stunned as he hurriedly used that momentum to get further away. Within an instant, he traveled the furthest he could, getting hundreds of thousands of miles away. He checked his shoulder and his pupils constricted.
Was that…
…a white Star Seed?
Sage Khepri saw a glowing, dense object the size of a marble sitting on his right shoulder. He immediately tried to dislodge it from his body, trying to send it away, but as his Mystic Power began to flow, the Star Seed grew three times in size, and it became slightly brighter. He didn’t act hastily after seeing this and calmly assessed this object with his Ocular Spell, but it was already too late.
The Star Seed seemed to transform into a golden solar star and it began to siphon out the energy that it was just fed. Sage Khepri’s eyes widened with shock. It grew tenfold! His entire shoulder was covered. Feeling a sense of urgency, he could only try to pry it off of him with his free hand, yet he found his hand entering the star seamlessly as if he and it were one and the same.
Abject horror struck him.
“What in the?!”
Wei Wuyin turned away from Sage Khepri and looked at Sage Khonshu. He formed a hand-seal.