The Story Never Ends

"Emperor, was it the Thunderbolt Sect again?" The burly man in the middle asked with anger in his voice.

"Yes." The devil on the throne nodded. Indeed, they were Conard and his subordinates.

"Damn them." Jackson cursed and smashed his right hand on the ground.

"Bang"

The ground caved in and a huge shockwave was generated which immediately flung the other three few meters away.

"It seems like you are about to break through," Conard said when he felt his strength.

"Yes. But I always feel like there is something missing. I just can't take the last step." Jackson replied in a sad tone. It was really difficult to break through into the Devil Emperor.

Conard thought for a while and consoled him, "You don't need to feel bad about it. I will help you later on."

Jackson became happy inside but he didn't dare to show it. Instead, he questioned with a worried look on his face, "Won't it be tiring for you?"

He knew that the Emperor had to waste much more energy if he wanted to help him break through. After all, a devil emperor stage was not a child's play.

"Although it is, I have a need to go into seclusion for a period of time. So, I have enough time to assist you before it." Conard explained.

"Seclusion?" Jack, who was on the side, thought that he had heard wrong. Weren't they going to strike the Sect soon, and it was a very important time right now?

"Any problem?" Conard gazed at him coldly. He wasn't satisfied with him.

"I…" seeing his look, Jack became scared and didn't dare to ask anything.

"I know what you want to ask. Our mission will not halt because of this. You three will be attacking tomorrow," Conard ordered.

"What!" Jack exclaimed and had a fearful look on his face. Wouldn't he get beaten to death like Aiden and Julia?

"Humph! You dare call yourself a devil king with this attitude?" Conard scoffed and continued.

"You don't need to worry about that. The reinforcements are here."

The moment he said this, the space ahead of him cracked and a terrifying aura came out of it.

"This…" Jackson's expression changed when he felt it as it was not something a devil king could possess.

"RROOAARR"

A loud roar was heard and a huge beast at least a hundred feet tall walked out of the crack. It was a red tiger having black stripes all over its body. They could feel the temperature around them increasing at a rapid rate. This caused everything around them to catch fire.

"A beast at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage?" Jack muttered. However, Jackson was not impressed by it but rather the people standing on the top of it. Especially the three old men at the front.

They were all wearing black robes and all looked strange. They had ugly tattoos on their faces with colorful long hair and beards. One of them even had a mane like a lion around his neck.

"Greetings Hall Master." Everyone jumped out from the back of the tiger and bowed towards Conard.

"Humm, are you all prepared?" Conard's eyes swept past them.

"Yes, emperor. We can strike at any time you want." The old man with the mane spoke confidently.

"Ok! Then I will leave this matter in your hands," Conard declared and stood up from the throne.

"This is all I have to say. You can begin from tomorrow and make sure you rage the whole territory into dust," Conard's domineering voice rang in their ears.

"We understand," They all nodded.

"We are leaving Jackson." He lifted the throne and put it into his spirit ring. Next, he took out a talisman and burned it.

A void appeared ahead of him and he jumped into it. Jackson then followed behind him.

In the passageway, Conard tapped on his armor and it turned back into the metal orb. Afterward, he put it back and thought, "I really wanted to go with them but my injuries are quite serious."

"It was all because of that first two blows." He put his hands on his head and could still feel the brain. This was also the reason why he wore the armor infront of his subordinates. He didn't want to show them his injuries and lower their morale.

"Damn, it's all because of my spiritual imprint getting erased from those artifacts." He cursed. If not for this, he was sure to beat them up and make them regret their actions.

"Nonetheless, their injury is also not easy to heal. It would definitely take some time."

***

In the cultivation room of his courtyard,

Davion was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed while in deep thought. He was currently going through the information about all the techniques he had collected during his time in the secret realm.

"The Demon Beast Connection Art seems to be a technique that allows you to leave a spiritual imprint on the mind of the demon beast. It is like how one refines a spiritual artifact. However, both of them will be able to communicate and understand each other."

"However, the question now is whether I should learn it or not?" He pondered. He wanted to try this technique on Ryland, but the problem was that Ryland had two heads and possibly two minds. So, he didn't know whether this spell would work or not. What if it didn't?

"Maybe I have to put two imprints on his two heads." Davion racked his brains for a while and couldn't make a decision.

"Let's forget about it for the time being. I will think about it later." He shook his head and went to the next one.

"The Hawk's Eye technique is an ice-based technique that has both attacking and scouting abilities. One had to shoot an arrow into the sky, and they could see everything from its perspective. This vision would be as powerful as a Hawk's and the damage it deals after landing sounds tremendous too."

"This technique sounds quite interesting. Even though I don't know how strong it could be, it is worth learning." He didn't hesitate this time and put his attention on the panel instantly.

As usual, lots of information about this spell poured into his mind and the experience points began decreasing. But only one-tenth of his experience points were spent before he finished learning it.

"It looks like this art is only in the Golden Core Stage," He muttered. After reaching level 30, it was difficult to earn experience points and along with it, the spiritual arts below the Nascent Soul Stage seemed to take very few points to learn.

"I don't think it sounds bad. Even weaker spells are powerful in my hands." He smiled and extended his hand. Then he focused on it and slowly a block of ice was formed.

"Good" He crushed it and water spilled from his hand.

"Haha, I have unlocked another element. The elders might have a heart attack if they know that I can use three elements." He laughed.

"But I have to be low profile and keep it a secret. A holy physique would definitely not be able to explain it." He was aware of what problems it might cause. Maybe the whole inner region would turn upside down?

While imagining these things, he went through the last one and the strongest among them: The Heavenly Body Reforging Technique.

A few minutes later, Davion stood there with a stupefied look on his face. He couldn't believe this art could be so terrifying.

"According to this art, the physical body is a container for the creation energy responsible for giving life, and everything in the heavens and earth is made out of this energy. Thus, this art allowed one to reforge their body from a cellular level by absorbing anything present in the heavens and earth."

Yes, this included the spirit stones, the rare treasures and aura of heavens and earth, and many more. Since you could intake everything without care, one didn't have to worry about intaking the elements that you didn't have an affinity to. Hence, the body would become far stronger and develop resistance against almost all elements along with it.

Not only that, he found that one even had the chance of improving their talent due to this art. This was because when you intake anything, some traces of the creation energy would still remain in your body. So, if your body was strong enough, it would have some odds of absorbing it completely.

As a result, the stronger your body is the more you could store it even though the creation energy was dedicated since birth.

"Too overpowered. This art should undoubtedly be a rare treasure even in the old times." He guessed.

"However, I will not learn it now although the experience points are enough." After all, his previous breakthrough nearly blew away this whole courtyard. Who knew what phenomenon would happen if he learned this overpowered art right now?

Thus, he let it slide for now and took out a beautiful bow from his spirit ring. Then he started refining it as he needed a bow to utilize the Hawk's Eye spell.