Against The True Gods Chapter 131 In between

Caine felt a rumbling in the depths of his heart, coming from the primal side of his Will, the side deeply in tune with the world.

He could feel that what lay ahead, the final stretch of this road, would be dangerous beyond belief.

He could feel death's blade pressing upon his neck, the phantom sensation of his own blood slowly trickling down his chest.

So he would prepare.

WHOOSH!

Caine took off the tattered robes he had on just as neutral qi gathered and transmuted into simple white battle robes that draped over him.

His hand moved with incredible speed, turning and twisting the tattered robes in countless ways, dissecting and analyzing them to fully understand if his idea was feasible.

After a while, he nodded.

While he still couldn't regrow his arm, he could replace it and place a seed that would later bear fruit.

These tattered robes, turned into an incredibly powerful defense god craft by the blood of the countless Chosens Caine had killed, would turn into a prosthetic arm.

But it wouldn't be just any prosthetic arm.

It'd be one linked and wired through his body that would be able to passively form threads of ti qi to constantly heal him in the midst of battle.

This was rely the first layer of what Caine had planned for these robes, but for now, that was all he could do and was the most direct path to the improvent in strength he direly needed.

WHOOOSH!

Opening his new robes, Caine revealed his scar-covered, toned, and refined body. His left side sat empty, lacking an arm from the shoulder down.

The tattered robes tore and shredded into countless threads of silk just as all the qis in Caine's bond space were pulled upon, infusing into the threads of silk.

As the threads began to dig into his flesh and overlap and intertwine to reform his arm, Caine's other hand moved, his qi-covered fingers rapidly drawing runes in the air that etched and seared into the many layers that ford and lapped.

The threads dug further into his flesh, wiring into his nervous system and wrapping their filants around each of his organs, more threads moving to snake across the surface of his inner flesh.

Even thinner filants ford, wrapping around his cells and harmonizing with his entire body.

PAH!

Like rubber snapping back, all of Caine's body tightened, his muscles rippling with strength, his body bursting with vitality, and his arm finally returned to him.

Looking at the arm, of all shades of overlapping colors, that now replaced his left arm, Caine smiled. Tightening a palm into a fist, he felt a terrifying force ripple through him.

Nodding to himself, he put his robes back on, then moved to his next task. He most likely didn't have much ti, so he had to hurry.

Through the many experints Caine had run during the trial that fractured his mind, he'd made countless discoveries, conclusions, and deductions.

One of the most important, though, was the lack of specialization Caine displayed during battles. It extended beyond battle and into other aspects of his cultivation, but at this current mont, Caine only cared about his prowess. Nothing else mattered.

Without a specialized elent, Caine could barely use the true might of his more complex and powerful stars like the chaos, ti, and fate stars, and this was a very pressing issue.

So, among the fundantal nine elents, he had to choose one to focus on, and through it, he'd use all his other elents.

This would bring his efficiency and skill to otherworldly levels.

But, in truth, he didn't need to choose.

After forming his first Dao Heart, the primordial chaos fla fused into his heart had mutated and heightened his affinity to untold levels.

Mirroring that, after forming his second Dao Heart, all the lingering tribulation lightning Enya had discovered had been devoured into his heart, making it its organ elent and bringing his lightning affinity to levels that matched that of his fire affinity.

The only issue, though, was that, within the nine fundantal elents… Caine's highest affinities were nowhere near fire and lightning.

His highest affinities were Ice and Darkness.

The day of his birth had been said to be the coldest day ever recorded in the Brilliant Five Skies world, and the first night he slept was said to be the only day in existence where the world had seen no light for an entire night, and the stars had been obscured by a veil darker than darkness and more sinister than the void itself.

So there ca the dilemma. On one hand, Caine could use the affinities he was born with, while on the other, he could use the natural affinities his Dao Hearts had provided him.

Each side was just as powerful as the other, and giving up one over the other would inevitably end up being a waste.

So… he wouldn't.

He'd specialize in two Heavenly Elents that bridged the two sides of the coin.

And he knew the perfect set.

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'Fire and Darkness, birthing the True Primordial Bane Fla, a fla born at the end of all worlds, ant to eradicate all things and wash existence anew. A herald of creation through destruction.'

Caine's body shook, and from within his bond space, his True Primordial Bane star trembled before splitting in half, the original imdiately recovering and settling within the constellation of stars while the other rushed and fused into his first Dao Heart.

White flas burst off his body, emitting no heat yet destroying and corroding everything in their path.

The flas danced with an ominous cadence, black and silver runes contrasting their white shades, akin to a demon wearing the flesh of an angel—an evil shrouded in purity.

His Dao Heart thumped with terrific force, harmonizing and truly fusing with the fla as its power shot through his flesh.

His True Will trembled, then blood further, as if finally having gained a vessel powerful enough to stabilize it.