Birth of the Demonic Sword
chapter-1449

A surge of energy flew inside Noah's shattered body as he crouched on the ground. The flames had burned anything that the Instabilities didn't manage to destroy. That power had then converged toward Noah to restore his condition.

Charles didn't expect that sudden attack, and even his incredible individuality couldn't help him once Noah placed attacks inside his organs through the Shadow Domain. Miss Void was right. Her technique was unbeatable once it showed its true power.

The black hole was aware of Noah's poor condition. The organ skipped many rounds of purification to provide energy to his tissues and start the healing process.

The fourth center of power knew that Noah didn't need purity now. His body was falling apart. The black hole had to keep him alive before focusing on anything else.

Charles was a human, so his dantian contained most of his energy. The Instabilities had destroyed that organ during the explosion, but the black flames had burnt the "Breath" inside it.

That energy resembled a tide that pressed on Noah's tissues and forced them to heal. Skin, organs, muscles, and bones grew and stabilized under the strict attention of the black hole.

Noah's body was too far gone to heal instantly. His tissues continued to fall apart during the process, so they required far more energy than usual to return to a normal state.

Pain filled Noah's mind as his skin shattered and regrew. The process continued for a while until his body found some stability again and started to heal properly.

His black hole had depleted most of Charles' energy by that time. Saving Noah had taken almost every grain of the solid stage "Breath" contained in his dantian.

As Noah began to heal properly, some clarity returned to his mind. The bloodlust retreated as his condition improved, and he suddenly realized what he had achieved.

It had taken Noah everything accumulated in the past centuries to succeed in that amazing feat. He had needed every single technique and spell found in the many inheritances explored since he reached the Immortal Lands to defeat a solid stage cultivator.

Noah knew that his battle prowess wasn't at the same level as those experts. The solid stage was too far away. His victory against Charles wasn't a fluke, but it wasn't something he could do every time.

He had been one instant faster than his opponent. Charles had the chance to finish him, but he didn't expect Noah to have the Shadow Domain.

Noah couldn't even blame him. He had felt the same surprise when he entered Miss Void's inheritance. The Shadow Domain defied logic, but its power didn't lower the importance of his astonishing feat.

Noah had defeated a solid stage cultivator while he was in the liquid stage. Thinking about that made his ambition explode outward. A surge of power came out of his dantian and filled the environment with his influence.

The area began to transform. The destroyed and burned rocky terrain of the region started to evolve. The ashes became terrain, and the rocks became metal. Black lines also covered the land and spread Noah's influence further.

The air darkened. The white light radiated by the sky stopped shining as brightly as before. The areas affected by Noah's aura rejected that glow to use his ambition as their new illumination.

His ambition didn't manage to stop the white light completely, but the region experienced a sense of darkness for the first time since its creation. Noah was obscuring the matter in the area as his law force it to evolve.

His potential had finally grown enough to show substantial effects. Defeating a solid stage cultivator had proven how Noah had no absolute limits when it came to his battle prowess, and his individuality had reacted to that event.

Normal training sessions couldn't give that boost. Noah had spent centuries slowly increasing his influence on the environment, but his steady growth almost consumed the potential that the process generated.

However, defeating Charles had proven that Noah was already strong enough to be near the solid stage, so his ambition began to reflect that. If Noah wanted, he could now use his law to increase his cultivation level again.

Noah slowly straightened his back as a draconic roar came out of his mouth and echoed through the region. He felt the need to announce his victory to the world, and holding back while his ambition grew was impossible.

Flames shot out of his figure and filled the sky. Noah had to treasure every grain of energy that he had, but he couldn't stop. He had to shout and vent after that difficult battle.

After his roar, Noah turned to lay on his back. The area became brighter as his ambition flowed back inside him, but a satisfied smile slowly appeared on his face.

Snore reformed, and Night flew toward him. The Demonic Sword also came out of his chest to protect him. They could sense how tired Noah was, but they also felt his happiness.

His body was healing. His individuality had amassed enough potential to push his cultivation level near the solid stage. He had found a solution to the "embodiment of power", and he was still alive. The situation called for a celebration, but his allies were still fighting against their opponents.

Don's situation wasn't as bad as his companions. He was against fifteen cultivators in the liquid stage, but he was a hybrid that bordered the breakthrough toward the solid stage.

The power wielded by his body was immense. His skin could endure spells launched by cultivators on a similar level, and his attacks could even fend them off.

Don also had a law. His individuality carried the true meaning of adaptability. He could transform any material connected to the earth element into different giant armors that he devised according to his situation.

In theory, Don couldn't lose the upper hand. He could always create armors that suited his situation to hold his advantage in every battle.

Those armors also relied on his physical strength and used it to improve their power. The hybrids in the Immortal Lands had learnt to use their superior features far before Noah, so Don could deploy arts of his own.

Don created a metallic layer to cover his skin and used different materials to build armors around his figure. His fists became claws, tails, horns, and giant hands as he fought against the group of cultivators.

His attacks released shockwaves that spread through the environment and forced those cultivators to retreat by a few steps. Don was a monster among enemies. His offensive was relentless, but he struggled to inflict deadly blows.

Since the cultivators were working together, Don never managed to kill any of them. Divine experts were hard to kill, and the situation forced Don to focus on his defensive armors.

The few times that he managed to attack safely weren't enough to kill his opponents. The experts were also aware of that, and they didn't hesitate to pursue a slow approach toward the battle.

Their priority was to exhaust Don since they couldn't find proper openings in his defense. Still, the hybrid quickly understood their plan and his offensive became more reckless.

Injuries began to appear on his body, but a few cultivators also died. Don's approach still featured a battle of endurance, but he removed the slow part to focus on deadly attacks.