The Universe is Innately Just - Chapter 308

After concluding that he couldn’t stop the influence left by Thol’Yr in the Bestial Formation, Fell tried solving the problem as he gazed at the formation from several other perspectives.

“That red sigil he had manifested during our fight seemed to have granted him the highest control possible in the formation. After fusing with that sigil and completely making himself part of the formation, that bastard has added a third realm cultivator this ominous construct…”. His eyes darted left and right as he reminded himself of the little information he had noticed during their fight.

“If I leave it unsolved… I wouldn’t be surprised if a beast with the strength of a third realm cultivator rises from within their ranks…”, he muttered softly as his figure began moving through the army of enormous sized creatures.

His senses hang tightly around the Sapling that had sprouted in his Soul Palace. The inseparable link formed between them made him connect to the large web-shaped Bestial Formation.

“But I feel that this isn’t the sole crux of the matter…”, he mumbled softly as he assessed the strength of each creature part of the formation. “With the pace of their progress, the event where a third realm entity would happen to be born from the creatures was vowed to happen…”, his mind didn’t stop working as he mutinously analyzed the creatures blood essence.

The young cultivator felt a looming sensation traverse his heart, and after dozens of seconds passed, he came to the simple conclusion that the fusion of blood essence with slaughter aura wasn’t vowed to happen this early within the formation.

“If this theory happens to be true… Then this formation will turn into its true form!”, he gloomed on the matter with a somber face. “I need to quickly find a way to isolate the fused energy of the formation.”, his own thought caused his face to sulk even further as Fell couldn’t find a solution to the hurdle.

“If I can’t control it… Then how can I isolate it?”, he asked himself in urgency as he knew that he was on his own against the blooming calamity that threatened to develop to its last stage. The explosive and destructive character of the fused energy made him shiver as he knew that such changes would raise the volatile blood essence of the formation to the next level.

Amidst the hundreds of blood essence signals caught by his senses, one of them stood out of the rest due to its lack of any explosive characteristic. Fell also recognized That blood essence as being Akainmhar’s own.

“His strength is nearly inexistent…”, he mumbled slowly before making his way toward Akainmhar’s position. With two spatial steps, he arrived to the kneeling red haired man’s place, and Fell’s eyes turned into slits the moment he crossed sight with him.

“He is unconscious.”, he exclaimed in a matter of fact tone. The situation couldn’t be changed as the red haired man had indeed used every parcel of strength hidden in his body, and had abused the limit of power that a second realm cultivator was supposed to have.

Fell could only sigh regretfully, as he was aware that Akainmhar’s treasure would have come handy in the current situation. His type of thinking was simple. If the Sapling of Strength he had wasn’t capable of controlling the fused energy of the formation alone, then with the addition of the blood essence treasure, he might have hijacked the priorities of the Bestial Formation.

Before long, Fell sat on the bare ground next to the unconscious Akainmhar. The hollow breathing coming from the red haired man, added themselves to the silence of the army of creatures. Each second that passed made his heart loom with pessimistic thoughts as he could feel that the fused energy had made its way to every single being of the army of beasts.

Inside of their blood vessel, the tiny treads of fused energy began affecting the vast blood essence energy existing in them. Even if the fused power only added up to less than one percent of the blood essence coursing through the beasts’ bodies, that fact didn’t stay true for an extended period of time. As less after less than a minute of passing time, that one percent turned into two.

Lightning coursed through his mind as his eyes opened widely. The moment the thread of fused essence multiplied, he noticed that the slaughter aura in the Bestial Formation had lessened. His eyes glowed softly as he understood that blocking off their absorption of slaughter aura could solve the problem.

He clenched his sword hand tighter around Soldier’s Fortune, as a phantasmal tree bloomed behind his back. At the same moment, the gigantic tree disappeared from behind the illusory giant in the sky. The latter turned into glinting stars that whiffed with the air current, disappearing without leaving any trace as Fell retrieved the energy of his ego body back inside of his Soul Palace.

Soldier’s Fortune screeched as the power of the Sapling coursed through its metal. The blade scintillated with a powerful light that obscured the surroundings of the young cultivator, and the next moment, fine threads of slaughter aura began making their way toward him. They approached his body before flowing along his arm and toward the burning red blade of Soldier’s Fortune.

His weapon turned into an incandescent flame under the absorption of slaughter aura.

“This might be the way!”, he thought as his eyes glowed with determination. Fell focused his senses on monitoring the changes of energy in the Bestial Formation, and if at first, his solution produced positive results as the beasts’ absorption of slaughter aura was drastically reduced.

“What?!”, the light in his eyes disappeared as he felt a change happen after less than a second had passed. Wisps of the slaughter aura he was absorbing diverted toward the creatures as though every single one of them seemed to have acquired the same priority as him.

“…!”, the speechless Fell stood silently.

Nonetheless, he didn’t stop Soldier’s Fortune from absorbing the slaughter aura as it would still result in slowed process. Seconds passed, as he felt that his efforts were out weighted by the c.u.mulative work of every thread of fused essence.

“If I kill the creatures, the process of the bestial formation will be sped up. Unless I manage to take down every single one of them in the same instant without leaving time for the formation to act.”, he exclaimed softly as he crossed off that as being akin to shooting a bullet through his own head.

At some point, frustration had built up to the point where Fell could only shove his hands through his hair in an attempt to calm himself. None of the idea he came up with ended up useful in the situation, and only added themselves to the grating sensation that had stuck with Fell since he killed Thol’Yr.

He wasn’t even in a state where he could regret his action since Thol’Yr knew far too much about his secrets. He had to die, and on top of that, the Bestial Formation’s last stage had already been launched by him. Nothing could stop the ticking bomb standing next to the city-state of New Casablanca.

Fell could only watch the progress of every creature in the formation with gritted teeth. Nonetheless, his mind constantly stayed connected with the Sapling in his Soul Palace as he attempted to control the fused essence left by Thol’Yr while slowing down the process to the best result he could achieve.

A minute passed, and the fused thread of essence grew in percentage inside of every single towering creatures. It fed off the blood essence of each creature, and made the huge fleshly bombs absorb streams of slaughter aura. With the growth of the fused essence, came the growth of priority of every beast, making Fell feel as thought his effort at slowing them was leaving the wind.

“What can I do?”, he asked himself in a soft- desperate- tone that reverberated in a bitter echo through the vast space where the formation had laid its home. And from two percent, the fused essence in the creature rose to fill three percent of the energy in the beasts. “Can I even do something in this situation?”, the young cultivator doubted himself as his frustration rose to greater heights.

The clock of time ticked forward, with it came the growth of fused essence that rose with every passing minute. By the time the advancement rose to the point where the fused essence composed more than five percent of the beasts constitution. Fell stopped the absorption of slaughter aura.

He didn’t do such an act on purpose, but it had happened naturally as the creatures’ absorption of slaughter aura rose to the point where his effort was meaningless in front of their beehive action. During that time, he noticed a specific event happening inside of the beasts, as the thread of fused essence had curled up into small pellets.

Cores of pure destruction that made the fused essence stable enough to open up even further margin of progress before the energy ran amok inside of the creatures.