Chapter 2777 - 2771: Life Arcane

On that day, when An Jiao returned to the Clan of Darkness, he wore a black robe, standing proudly in the void, surrounded by hundreds of slowly rotating black and red Arrays, containing a potent force of destruction.

At this moment, An Jiao was no longer the frail child bullied by a few ignorant youths. Over the years of cultivation, he had already grasped part of the secrets of the Life Arcane.

He used the Life Arcane Array he created on his disabled leg. Through numerous experiments and adjustments, his already crippled left leg was almost completely destroyed.

After countless failures, An Jiao finally perfected the Life Arcane Array, and he unleashed this green Array on his long ravaged left leg.

A miraculous scene unfolded. The necrotic and atrophied muscles and veins began to slowly regain vitality. An Jiao watched as his left leg’s muscles gradually became rosy, and for the first time, his blood’s vitality and life force flowed into his left leg.

This was the first time An Jiao felt the existence of his left leg. He couldn’t help but slightly tremble his left leg, then moved his toes a bit. When he saw that he could effortlessly control his left toes, he faintly smiled.

An Jiao slowly stood up from the chair, but since the left leg was newly healed, he hadn’t truly gotten used to walking with it. Thus, An Jiao habitually picked up the cane beside him and walked step by step toward the door.

When An Jiao, still somewhat shaky leaning on his cane, reached the stream in the valley, he suddenly felt a surge of natural life flowing into his body. He felt his left leg truly awaken; the feeling was indescribable, as if using his left leg was the same as when he used his right.

An Jiao, trembling all over, kept touching his now strong and powerful left leg muscles. Then, suppressing his excitement, he tossed away the cane that had accompanied him for years, looked at the river and grassland ahead, and let out a long breath.

An Jiao slowly stretched out his arms, greedily absorbing the fresh air. Finally, he moved his arms and legs and began to run.

As he took the first step, he almost stumbled and fell because it was his first time using his left leg and also the first time in his life he had ever run.

An Jiao was always grateful that the explosion caused by the Taboo Formation did not leave him with more severe disabilities. Although seriously injured by the blast, it was fortunately only flesh wounds and minor damage to his internal organs.

It did not injure his veins or vital organs, which allowed An Jiao, once healed, to have enough energy and time for his research in the Arcane Arts. Yet, he still wasn’t aware of the existence of the mighty red force back then. It was this force’s shield that prevented him from being killed in the explosion.

But in recent years, An Jiao was acutely aware of his physical condition. Although he wasn’t killed by the explosion or executed by the clan’s death penalty, his body had been deteriorating daily, looking grim.

Sometimes at night, An Jiao would cough so much he couldn’t sleep, occasionally coughing up small amounts of fresh blood. Although An Jiao was naturally disabled in the left leg, his body was already extremely frail, compounded by prolonged exhaustion and rigorous Arcane Array studies.

An Jiao’s body was on the brink of collapse. He knew his current body couldn’t possibly withstand until he completed his research, so he had to immediately delve into forbidden Arcane studies related to human life.

This was a type of study An Jiao found in an ancient text, which mentioned that the wonders of Arcane Arts could not only draw the essence of the world through Arrays or Runes, allowing insufficiently strong users to wield extraordinary power.

The Arcane Arts could even alter a life form’s constitution, making wounds heal instantly, and legend has it that ultimately, it might even resurrect the dead.

Of course, even in that ancient book, little was mentioned about this forbidden art concerning life. But it gave An Jiao hope, knowing about the existence of Life Arcane. He didn’t need the Life Arcane to resurrect humans.

All he desired was to make his body a bit stronger to live longer, granting him more time to study the secrets of the Arcane Arts. An Jiao was ambitious; he didn’t want his short lifespan due to physical conditions to halt his journey on the path of Arcane!

He sought to obtain more powerful strength because he knew that with strength, they—he and his father—would have dignity. In any world, strength is revered, without which you are nothing.

Thus, An Jiao had little time left. Regardless of what crucial research he was previously engaged in, he now had to study the Life Arcane, or he might suddenly fall beside his desk one night during his Arcane research, never to wake up again.

This small-scale Life Arcane marked a breakthrough for An Jiao because he finally managed to develop a prototype of Life Arcane based on the few words in the book and Arrays with mere scratches!

That night, An Jiao was too excited to sleep because of this result. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to close his eyes. However, it was supposed to be his scheduled rest time, and given his poor health, not resting properly could hasten his life’s end.

But he was so excited that An Jiao finally got up from the bed. After getting up, he kept flipping through the designs, even though this small Life Arcane Array had long been etched in his mind; he couldn’t help but review his research achievements.

This was a milestone in his research history, and An Jiao believed this Life Arcane would bring tremendous change to the world.

Yet, the first thing he needed to do now was experiment. An Jiao then inscribed the Life Arcane Array onto the leaves and stems of a dead plant.

Then An Jiao watched the orange glow emitting from the Array, eagerly waiting for the result.

But as much time passed, An Jiao did not see the plant revive. He thought the energy wasn’t substantial enough, so he increased the energy release.