The Universe is Innately Just - Chapter 288

“Leave me this one. I can’t let you finish my own work.”, he added before walking slowly toward the raging Thol’Yr.

The angelic entity had now turned devilish, with grounded teeth that revealed a step of sharp canines and a gaze that made the soul of a mortal extinguish with one glance.

Thol’Yr felt as though he had lost face the moment his feathered wings were destroyed, he felt as though all of the self-respect he felt toward himself was stolen by the red haired man. And that only through the process of killing the man in front of him, and ending the life of every citizen of this backwater town, would he finally be able to lay at ease and recover.

His lips opened, and a low and deep gurgle escaped from his throat, as he cursed in an unknown language to empty his darkened heart. The halo of spinning light didn’t stop, and on the contrary, accelerated as they turned into white rings that continuously protected Thol’Yr.

Black sparks filled with incredible energy generated by the momentum of two particles colliding made the surroundings of the entity turn into a hellish world that couldn’t be approached and Akainmhar was soon aware of that.

This was the type of opponent he was looking for, that chill coursing through his body reminded him that his life could end at any wrong turn.

He felt himself once again delve in the mentality he had in his youth, one that never really quite his body as it had been ingrained in his own cells.

Sadly, he had only grown to the point where nothing could cause him to feel that threatening sensation.

Years passed, with only today that this pleasurable sensation coursed once again through his body.

He felt his skin tighten as the hair on the surface of his skin raised as though Akainmhar had been electrified.

His pupil turned into small slits, as his body released his untapped potential to survive.

“I get its finally time to use those years of absorptions. C’mon, throw me those reserves…”, he ordered as he felt the Spirit of his treasure reluctantly agrees to him. Every wisp of blood essence hidden inside of his blood essence treasure began gradually making his way in his body, appearing inside of his heart as they spread to the rest of his body.

The blood essence treasure didn’t stop, and continued spilling a pure and plenty full red stream of blood essence inside Akainmhar’s body, only leaving a small amount that laid in a puddle in the corner of the blood treasure.

No one knew if it would be used for his recovery after the fight, or was greedily left behind by the Spirit of the precious treasure.

“I wonder if I can hold this amount of blood essence in my veins…”, he thought before throwing the idea in the back of his head. That was how he worked, and how he had always managed to ascend to higher realm of cultivation.

His unconditional trust in his own body had reliably helped him breakthrough many deadly situations he had faced in his path.

His heartbeat slowed, as the density of the blood rose, making it difficult for the muscle to pump the blood to the rest of his body. Akainmhar felt that his blood had thickened to the point where his heart was going to explode, with each pump making him feel an acute pain in his chest.

But the battle-hardened and experienced man was unfazed by that repetitive pain, as he focused on controlling his heart. His heart slowed once again, but the sound released with every beat shook the surroundings of his body. The air moved visibly, forming soft waves that trembled as they formed echoes of his heartbeat.

“This little amount of pain is nothing…”. He thought as he begins moving his limbs, while advancing toward the hazy figure of Thol’Yr.

His step synced with the deafening sound released from his chest, and with every step he took, the next one would always be louder than the previous. His momentum rose as he once again opened the dance.

His move was simple, as a straight right punch left from his body from a completely neutral. The fluidity of his movement, and the strength behind it only stood behind the perfect fluidity of the movement of his limbs. Thol’Yr didn’t blink, and as soon as he noticed the red haired man’s action, he moved similarly into action.

He was only half a step behind him in their tempo, but had nonetheless fast enough to react to the perfect instant right fist sent toward him. He noticed that the fist had instantly darkened during the movement, a clear execution of Sun Bloom that made a shiver ran through his mind.

“I can’t endure it again!”, he thought as he also noticed that the attack was executed with the same hand that had been damaged.

His body glinted in a pure white light, and the white halos surrounding his body collided with each other, forming pure black lightning bolt that spread destruction. In Fell’s sight, It was as though those black lightning bolts were shredded part of space’s fabric, twisted by the humongous power of the light particle colliding.

His mind couldn’t help but get numerous ideas as he gazed at his application of the light laws.

“Uh… It feels as though laws were malleable concepts that could be applied to execute anything…”, a short epiphany stroke his mind softly as he felt it had surfaced from the back of his soul. As though vague shadows mumbling about the reminiscence of the past.

His eyes didn’t quit the fight, as he began distancing himself with a light tap on the ground that sent him hurling backward.

Thol’Yr noticed the young from the corner of his eyes. He couldn’t help but feel insulted once again by the earthling’s act, the fact that they didn’t fight together despite them being second realm cultivators intensified his rage.

His eyes darkened as his body turned into a pure light that slid from a corner in a dense jungle of black-twisted lightning that ran havoc around him.

The fist of the red haired man faced the sea of dense black twisted lightning bolt valiantly, he didn’t stop his charge as he pushed forward without any hesitation. An explosion surrounded, echoing with a potent and deep noise released from his chest that seemed as though it left the body of a giant.

The density of blood essence in his fist was such that the space surrounding it vibrated, and shook from the strong power it released.

Before long, he connected with the first black lightning spark that turned into a slithering snake and entered his body, a fire raged through his internal organs as he couldn’t help but cough a mouthful of blood, before crushing the other in one continuous motion.

The energy in the dozens black lightning bolt spread inside of his body.

A shiver traversed his body, as groans of bone grating pain escaped from his sore throat, it quickly caused it to bulge with plentiful of gorged vein. Blood continued splitting down from his lips, and from numerous wide gashes that had formed on his body. But his eyes didn’t leave the scintillating figure of Thol’Yr that had transformed into a glittering light life form.

“You ain’t gonna go anyway, buddy. This fist is for ya.”, he mumbled as he continued advancing steadily.

His fist continued forward as his leg didn’t stop in their motion.

He stepped through the distance, separated them in one heart beat. His leg moved in strange ways that made it seemed as though he was stepping through the air with the sole parts of his bare feets.

“Light or physical, this right hand will still hit that jaw”, he repeated in his thoughts as the rhythmical pattern of his advance influenced everything else.

His heartbeat strongly thumped, the gashes in his body had already begun closing as his figure grew bigger in Thol’Yr sight.

His relentless advance made the angelic doubt if the man could manage to attack his light body.

“If It’s this attack!?”, he thought about the technique that had roasted turned his wings into piles of dust.

The event that had happened in the past minutes had left a deep, lasting memory in the mind of the intelligent entity.

It feared that darkened fist more than anything, and wouldn’t dare to make any more wild bets in this fight against the red haired man.

Thol’Yr knew that the ongoing events were going well according to his plan, even if he managed to defeat the red haired man without taking fatal injuries, he would still have to face the black haired youth.

His endurance had fallen drastically since his wings had disappeared, knowing that, his luminous body flowed backward as Thol’Yr distanced himself from the youth’s relentless advance.

Suddenly, Thol’Yr eyes opened widely as he felt a stream of pain in the trunk of his body, near his chest.