The Universe is Innately Just - Chapter 290

Body cultivation came with a tremendous difficulty with every breakthrough, as even a genius fighter such as Akainmhar found it nearly impossible to take that one last step.

“He seemed to have noticed something happening in the north wall…”. He thought out loud slowly in a low mumbled, and raised his eyes to the sky, as he couldn’t help but notice that decision of going toward the north had been taken too suddenly.

“You came from that direction, am I right?”, he asked succinctly as he felt that Thol’Yr actions were somewhat linked to Fell. His sixth sense as a cultivation boomed, as he followed his guts and didn’t break eye contact with the youth.

He waited patiently for an answer, as a few second quietly passed. Fell silently nodded, as he couldn’t see how him stopping the beasts could make the situation dangerous, or make the situation in advantage to Thol’Yr.

Two options rested on the black haired man’s mind, either to follow the winged and to try and stop his plan, or forget about the past and flee away out of trouble. He had come to understand, through watching their fights, that his strength was still lacking compared to them. He felt wave appearing in the purple sky of his soul palace.

“This isn’t something that I can avoid…”, he mumbled and took one last at the red haired man before leaving to the north wall in a run.

And shortly after Fell’s silent departure, the red haired man followed his steps as he also began making his way toward the north wall. He saw Fell’s figure blink in the distance, as though every one of his steps could help cross hundreds of meters in one go.

A shocked expression appeared on Akainmhar, as he sensed the minute aftermath of energy left by Fell’s movement technique.

Fell mixed every single movement technique he had, as he stepped toward the north wall. His senses spread away from him, as he tried gathering information from the link he had with the energy there.

He couldn’t help but let shiver run down his back as he felt a silent whisper behind him, with a cold tingling sensation appearing on his neck.

He nearly stopped in his movement, but as he hadn’t felt any life form in his surroundings except for his own self.

“What was it whispering…”, he mumbled as he hadn’t been able to hear the voice correctly. He continued advancing, with every hundred meters he crossed, a silent whisper echoing in his back.

At some points, he nearly came to a stop, but had felt a change in the slaughter aura he had left and decided that he couldn’t lose any more time.

He sped through the wind-moving through space whenever he could- and before long could see the border part of the wall connecting the north wall to the east wall. And came to a stop as he knew that once he approached more, he would have to face Thol’Yr alone for a certain period of time.

In his mind, he was frankly not sure if he could face a Third Realm cultivator with his current level, but he still knew that he had to.

He turned around, looked at the distance as he felt that the red haired man wasn’t far behind him, and that he would arrive less than two minutes after him.

He exhaled a silent exhale before resuming his run, and just after less than two seconds after that, a silent whisper once again echoed behind him.

Only this time, it was slightly louder, and although he didn’t understand the words, he could still vaguely understand that those were encouragement.

Before long, with his break necking speed, after less than a minute, he could already see a beast standing next to wall in the distance. And before long, he saw another one, and only this one was slowly making its way toward the north wall.

His eyes opened widely, as he noticed that the army of beast in the distance, had amassed to a tremendous sight.

With their humongous sizes, it was as though towers and building of flesh, fur, and scales were slowly making their way toward the north.

Their gigantic steps resounded rythmically, as the earth under Fell’s leg began trembling as though hundreds of trains were passing right under the earth.

He soon made their way close to them and even climbed on one of them as he began moving through the high view of the beasts.

Jumping from one to another, stepping through space, and reappearing in the back of a monster didn’t faze Fell, and seemingly didn’t bother the beast either as they focus on moving around the tremendous weight- they had to shoulder- that they thought off as their bodies. And before long, he detected a flash of light in the distance, as his senses picked up Thol’Yr’s intimidating intent spreading among the beasts.

Fell felt a change happen in the creatures, as their strength had risen in the very short amount of time that had passed.

His senses hovered around the gigantic army of bony creatures and furred monstrosities. He was noticing that the number of elite creatures appearing has augmented drastically with the fact that more beasts were arrived here by the minutes.

Fell sensed the wave of Thol’Yr’s intent spreading through the beast army, and he couldn’t help but stop any of his movement as he turned into a statue, still as solid marble. His mind comprehended the intent, but didn’t manage to formulate it into words, yet, if the intent had to be described, then Fell could only think of it as a painting or a canvas.

A painting of emotions and sensations that screamed and l.u.s.ted of destruction and violence. It was as though that intent had been particularly made for this moment, as though it was the key that had lacked to unlocked the potential existing in the beast army.

Fell sensed the blood essence circulating around him speed up, even the Slaughter Aura Sea in his Soul Palace became disturbed with numerous waves nearly engulfing the small Isle. A screech was released from the Soldier’s Fortune, that had now turned red as though it had basked inside of the Red Sea.

His sensed focused on his surroundings, and he felt that the blood essence of every beast inside of the army had been accelerated. A strange connection happened between every one of the creatures, as their blood essence began rapidly rising with numerous evolution ongoing with every second.

Fell breathed deeply, as strands of his hair turned red, his mind cleared up as he couldn’t help but like basking in the surrounding bloodied atmosphere. A smile slowly appeared on his lips, as he felt that he was also plucking away the surroundings aura released by the beasts, adding it to his own sea of Slaughter Aura.

The only difference was that he didn’t give away anything as even his sword had to release a small wisp of slaughter aura. Thol’Yr gazed watchfully at the sea of creatures under him, and couldn’t help but feel that the work here wouldn’t take long before it would be finished.

After facing his recent- numerous- loss, he had come to a depressed state of mind that would only end with the termination of the work he had here. And that’s what he had to do, taking care that the cultivator’s bomb would grow naturally, and in good condition, for the bomb to have a decent effect.

What the organization behind him wanted was to show every city of Earth that they were open to attacks such as this. All of this had only been caused by the intent behind this message.

“Shitty planet…”, he thought as he glanced at the distance. His luminous eyes glinted as he gazed at his sight turned into a pinpoint telescope, he saw the arriving red haired man in the distance and couldn’t help but once again curse.

“Shitty earthling… I will soon come and pluck your treasure from your dying carcass…”, he grunted as his vague luminous figure whiffed with the wind. Once again, leaving the scene and disappearing in the distance.

Fell couldn’t stop any of that, as the small karma he had intertwined with the Slaughter Aura he had absorbed- and the sword he had nurtured with it- ended, causing him to feel in working ticking clock behind the army of beasts.