Chapter 582: Chapter 261: [Destructive Sound], [One Layered Shell Palace], Arrival at the Central Region (Part 2)
At the initial appearance of the [Ancient Power] rune, Ronan speculated whether the [Ascetic Body Refinent] training was rely a “preparation” for the ergence of [Ancient Power], allowing practitioners to withstand this terrifying might.
Just like how [Ancient Power] is a blade, and the [Pure Body] is the sheath.
Now the problem Ronan faces is — the blade is too sharp, too sharp for this sheath to accommodate it anymore.
During the growth process of the [Ancient Power] rune, his body is constantly being destroyed, with almost all of his abundant life force being used for repairs, thus leading to severe life energy depletion.
To solve this problem.
Either increase the storage of life energy in the Life Light Ball, thereby accelerating the speed of physical repairs.
Or..
Reinforce the sheath itself.
“I have a six percent concentration of the Ancient Frost Multi-Headed Snake Bloodline, which by theory, should make my physique much stronger than those who normally practice [Ascetic Body Refinent]…”
Otherwise, Ronan wouldn’t find the “Complete Giant Demonization” state inadequate and limiting his perfect physique’s performance.
“Could it be due to a lack of true inheritance? Have I been missing a crucial step or perhaps a tool during my cultivation of [Ascetic Body Refinent]?”
Ronan recalled once again the unusual “God Burning Potion” Angelie gave him. Back when his proficiency in [Ascetic Body Refinent] stalled, he had thought of figuring this out.
Yet, he later discovered that the “suffering” thod could promote further proficiency growth in [Ascetic Body Refinent], so he gradually forgot about it.
Now that [Ascetic Body Refinent] faces difficulties again, Ronan has a premonition that the key still lies with that “God Burning Potion.”
However, after the genius competition, Angelie vanished without a trace, and as he is about to head to the Central region, finding her would be even more challenging, like finding a needle in a haystack.
And even if he found Angelie, she might not help Ronan clarify his doubts.
So, for now, Ronan can only pin his hopes on the second solution.
“[Screw Palace] is derived from the first half of the Zhi Bone Demon Snail’s talent, using a special thod of energy guidance to perfectly mobilize the life force within the body.
At this stage, my body should be greatly enhanced…”
The reason why the Zhi Bone Demon Snails parasitizing Ghost Cry Fish die is that they imdiately convert this mobilized life force into sound waves and explode violently, with the body unable to withstand the terrifying burst of sound waves, naturally causing it to explode and die.
However, Ronan does not need to perform the latter steps; he just needs the Zhi Bone Demon Snail’s thod of mobilizing life force.
In this way, it just happens to perfectly solve the issue of the [Pure Body] being unable to withstand the backlash of the advanced [Ancient Power]’s might.
Of course, this is rely Ronan’s theoretical speculation, and whether it’s feasible or what the effect will be, he will only know after he truly tries it.
“There are five months until the rendezvous at Ewaqu in the Central region.
During these five months, I can attempt to construct the [Screw Palace] system in my body…”
Ronan visualized the [Screw Palace] rune in his mind, its complexity and intricacy resembling a natural labyrinth.
He does not need to construct the entire labyrinth in one go, but only needs to build a prototype of the labyrinth first, followed by gradual expansion and filling in later.
As for the rune portion from the latter half of the Zhi Bone Demon Snail’s talent, “Sound Wave Burst,” Ronan temporarily nad it — [Destructive Sound].
This system of energy burst is equally profound and complicated, even said to be the true essence of the Zhi Bone Demon Snail’s talent.
Combining it with undead magic might produce unexpected sparks.
Just so happens, Ronan has the undead magic heritage from the “Bone Bell.” Whether it’s the Ahaxia serving as the “Arrow Embryo” for the [Ghost Arrow], or the Square-cornered Cow Bell, they are ready-made spell experint materials.
Only when there is ti in the future, he will slowly conduct the research.
“Five months.”
Ronan gently wiped away the residual Healing Potion from the corner of his mouth, looked one last ti at his character panel, then slowly closed his eyes.
Thanks to the entry-level understanding of [Ancient Star ditation], his ability to subtly manipulate spiritual power improved greatly; otherwise, constructing the [Screw Palace] rune system, complex and intricate as it is, within his body would be exceedingly difficult.
This aspect, along with the disassembly and inscription plan for the [Magic Control] rune, has suddenly beco much easier.
…
Five months later.
Verdant shades like a sea, with the canopy forming an endless ocean of dark green, a few winding streams flowing softly between the mountain and valley like silver-white ribbons.
The contours of the mountains are faintly visible in the distance, the sunlight piercing through the thin mist lingering between the mountains, flocks of birds soaring high, and the sound of nature resonating lodiously.
In this steep mountain forest filled with tranquility, mystery, and a primitive aura, a battered, seemingly composed of several shriveled hot air balloons, airship floated unsteadily by.
The airship stopped near a creek, and following shortly, a faint glow of runes flashed, and a tall, slender figure stepped out from within the airship.
This was a handso young man with white hair and a black robe, exuding a calm temperant as if just awakened from a long slumber. Upon receiving the sunlight, he instinctively squinted, a faint look of dazedness appearing on his face.
“Is this the Central Continent?”
Ronan placed his feet firmly on the ground, bent down, picked up a handful of soil at his feet, and slowly rubbed it between his fingers.
He carefully experienced the first impression this land brought him.
The free energy particles in the air were much denser than in the south, about two to three tis more. If the Upper Ring Continent could be described as a sinking “valley,” then the Central Continent would be situated right at the center of this valley…
Ronan straightened up, strolled to the creek, and splashed so water onto his face.
The forest breeze brushed against his wetted cheeks, bringing a slight coolness, and Ronan gently licked the few drops of creek water clinging to his lips, tasting the long-lost sweetness of nature.
It’s been five months.
Ti flies quickly.
He felt as if he had accomplished little, yet five months had already passed.
With the improvent of his strength, Ronan increasingly felt that ti was in short supply. Any random research on spells or runes would make ti slip away just like the ever-flowing stream before him.
Although Ronan was still very young and had plenty of ti to squander, there was still a strong sense of urgency in his heart.
He began to admire Heramus even more. According to legend, Heramus took less than a hundred years to rise from a Wizard Apprentice to a leading figure at the dawn apex of the Upper Ring…
“Luckily, the prototype of the [Screw Palace] is considered roughly constructed…”
Ronan introspected, and at the center of his Life Light Ball, a “Blue Snail,” transparent inside and out and composed of countless light bands, quietly floated.
Its exterior sowhat resembled a Zhi Bone Demon Snail, and observing it closely, it was like a highly complex and delicate miniature labyrinth.
Ronan spent almost all of his five months constructing the [Screw Palace], halting all spell training and even rarely practicing the [Ancient Star ditation].
The complete [Screw Palace] would be unimaginably more complex than this “Blue Snail” before him, and Ronan only completed the first step, thus he nad it [One Layered Shell Palace].
The [One Layered Shell Palace] was completed on the third day after the airship entered the Central Continent, and Ronan hadn’t even had ti to experint with it yet.
The journey from south to center was overall considered quite smooth.
Along the way, there were a total of five minor incidents, but Ronan resolved them with his strength, passing through with ease and no danger.
However, the long-range airship he traveled on was severely damaged and is now close to being scrapped. The fact that it could carry him to the appointed location with Ewaqu is nothing short of a miracle.
“First, contact Ewaqu.”
Ronan temporarily settled by the creek, picked up so dry branches, and started a campfire. He then took out a bottle of powder that Ewaqu had given him back in the Uta Clan tribe, threw it into the fire, and chanted a low incantation.
A mont later, with a “bang,” the flas in front of Ronan suddenly leaped up, shooting several ters high, and the orange flas transford into a ghostly green color. The tongues of fire intertwined and finally coalesced into a rugged and resolute face.
“Damien, thank you for coming to the eting…”
Ewaqu’s voice emanated from the fiery face in the fla, mingling with the crackling sound of burning branches, humming as it resonated.
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