Given the rate at which cultivators moved and their desire for exploration, it seed logical that the whole world would have been scoured many tis over, every inch picked through for things that were of interest. Of course, there were many factors that made that not the case. First, while those with higher cultivations were able to travel quickly they seldom paid close attention to their surroundings except to avoid danger. Even if they were looking for sothing in specific, certain treasures had ways of hiding from their senses. While it might not be specifically intended for cultivators, plants preferred to be eaten by specific sorts of beasts to spread their seeds. And that also assud that everything interesting was on the surface and more or less stationary. But the world wasnt static, but dynamic and ever-changing.
The fact of the matter was that the number of cultivators in the world was also not so many as to have explored everything. Especially with the huge loss that ca so centuries prior, to the point that modern cultivators hadnt even been aware of the specific reasons things ended up how they were. Specifically, an invasion by ascended individuals. Information had intentionally been sewed to indicate it was just a war among cultivators, and while that couldnt change the mories of individuals, it seed the Twin Soul Sect and those like them had worked behind the scenes for so ti to make the matter properly murky. Along with ti itself naturally confusing issues, few individuals remained aware of what happened- though so had dredged it up, like Everheart himself.
With all of that said, Anton understood how things could still be hidden, and so the re fact that nobody had found them yet ant nothing. Especially with regards to his current target. Everheart had a track records for keeping his tombs completely unknown until the intended ti to reveal them. That was possibly partly by virtue of the simplest thod of hiding sothing, putting it behind or under sothing else. In short, usually buried in the ground or in the side of a mountain where it was naturally difficult to sense with energy.
It was reasonable to assu that the most grandiose of Everhearts tombs was also his last, one tied to information on ascension and absurdly located on the moon- except for a large quantity of teleportation formations that had likewise been hidden until the ti ca.
It stood to reason that if there were more tombs they would reveal themselves when Everheart intended, but that assud two things. First was that Everheart was infallible and nothing had gone wrong and second that he didnt have anything intentionally kept secret.
The thought had begun scratching at the back of Antons mind at so point, and he couldnt shake it. It wasnt a supernatural compulsion, but it still turned into sothing of an obsession. For all his uncertainty about the personality of the man, Everhearts work was impressive. So far there had been no complete notes on his prowess with formations. Anton also suspected he was the sort to keep caches of resources scattered about for his use, and they might not have all been consud as of yet.
Anton could spout a dozen reasons, but truthfully he was just searching for sothing. Sothing that could help against the impending invasion, more than just sitting tight and waiting for it to happen. In normal situations, Anton would have been a fan of the status quo, nothing in particular changing as long as people were still given room to grow. But despite the rapid developnt in various areas, Anton still felt it wasnt enough. If the Luminous Ocean Society and others like them had been destroyed, it just didnt seem like enough. Perhaps in a few decades the Order would match up to so extent, but even a handful of great sects wouldnt be enough.
Perhaps nothing would. But Anton had to try, and Everheart had so of the answers. Maybe he wouldnt like the answers. Maybe they werent even available in this world anymore, instead tightly locked up inside Everhearts head when he ascended. Yet that didnt an Anton wouldnt find anything. And of course, he wasnt going to reject things that had no relation to Everheart. Any information on ancient sects that had been destroyed would be sothing to take note of.
All of that was how Anton found himself standing in the grasslands of Ambati, where the Enlightened Cloud Society one stood. I see what you an, Ayotunde. Anton spread his senses out, finding nothing but plants, animals, and dirt. Even ten or twenty ters down, there was nothing. Every stone dismantled. Down to the last brick.
The discovery was quite well known to the previous generation. I rember hearing about it. A place not on any maps, suddenly rocketing into the public view. Despite lingering dangers, the treasures in the area were tantalizing to seekers from Ambati and eventually the rest of the continent. And then he gestured. It ran out. It has once more returned to not being on maps, because there is nothing.
I didnt disbelieve you, Anton nodded, But I still thought there would be more to see. I cant even tell where things were anymore. Its as if it never existed.
Unpleasant to think about, is it not? Ayotunde shook his head. It is strange to think that the great treasures that were there might have been left behind not because they couldnt be taken, but because they were deed of insufficient value. Truthfully, I do not know if the world has a chance against an invasion of such power.
Perhaps not, but one thing I do know the Luminous Ocean Society more or less stood on its own, defending its own lands. Many others might have done the sa. Perhaps so manner of unity will make a chance for us. In addition to that anti-ascension techniques are very widespread now, Anton nodded seriously. We may not be able to win, but we can make the cost too great for the invasion to be worthwhile.
I dont suppose the Order has any secret information to provide? Ayotunde asked. Numbers, strength, anything?
Not more than weve already done. I think I told you of the mories I was shown. I got the feeling that wasnt the whole of the enemy forces, but just a part. However, Anton held up a finger. It is important to note that they werent invincible. And it doesnt make sense to that they would not value ascension cultivators more highly than we value Life Transformation experts. If enough of them can be killed, it has to be possible.
It seems strange to that there could be so many ascended individuals, Ayotunde comnted. And that they would attack us. How many people from here actually achieve ascension? Likely less than one per year. Perhaps even fewer.
It is my understanding that they co from other worlds as well, worlds similar to our own. I dont know much more than that, Anton sighed. Thats the problem. The mystery. We dont know what well be up against.
At least it is the sa for them. When Anton looked surprised, Ayotunde continued. Is it not? Can they observe us here without us knowing? If that is the case, I would not think that the Luminous Ocean Society would have kept anything secret from them. Like the vault of anti-ascension techniques.
Antons eyes lit up. Youre right. They cant know what were doing. At least, any knowledge of our world has to be imperfect for them. Perhaps it is passed along to them by spies or their techniques are limited. They might know we are preparing to fight them but they might not. It would depend on whether the Twin Soul Sect can give them information. But I cant say I understand the reincarnation they are supposed to have. I understand the idea in principle, but its not like we could experience it.
I dont like the idea that even killing them is a success on their part in so ways, Ayotunde grimaced.
neither. But on the other hand, if they are successfully eradicated well have a couple decades without them.
Thats sothing, Ayotunde shook his head. But didnt Everheart leave a trap for them? Shouldnt he have known what would happen when they died? Why would he not do anything.
Nobody is perfect. They cant cover everything.
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Outside of what could be perceived in normal space, so version of Everheart grinned. His eyes were sunken, his body little more than skin and bones. He had no energy to maintain anything resembling youthful looks, not that anyone who viewed him would be given the chance to rember. But though he appeared about to die, his crooked grin wouldnt cease.
Everheart liked to talk. Preferably to others so he could inform them of how smart he was, but lacking a target talking to himself would do. Heh. Those kids. Theyre gonna work to death. I didnt think theyd send nearly so many people my way. Hopefully the numbers have slowed not because those bastards are holding out but because there are hardly any left. Everheart paced around in a place that was nowhere. Stupid . Why didnt I make so way to communicate with the rest? Ah, I know. I know. The costs. What good is a little certainty when it can be traded away for power? Everheart spit. If I were here Id strangle myself for those thoughts. Cant live for free. Should have known a man cant live on the satisfaction of killing traitors alone.
He continued to pace. A trickle of energy continued to feed into him. There was no problem with that, at least. He just needed to keep himself together. After a long ti of inactivity hed been subjected to a flurry of work. Now he just had to keep it up for a few asly years. Decades. Whatever those were called. A couple centuries of nothing but waiting might have knocked a few screws loose.
If he ever had them to begin with.
The worst part is, Everheart sighed. Being stuck. Unable to make any progress. Knowing my demise is inevitable well, thats another reason that Id never check in on myself, for my own safety.
He swiveled as another one appeared. They werent even worthy of a cage. Given how they were devoid of anything that could be called equipnt, their sense of self was lacking. It only took a wave of his hand to remove them. Having never experienced it himself, Everheart didnt know whether or not they might still exist afterwards, but he knew enough to say that they would not be in any state to convey information or receive their promised rewards. The difference between a broken, blank slate and a new person was irrelevant for these purposes. That was left to the philosophers. Which was also him, on occasion.
The others had to wonder if they were people. Everheart knew they werent, and the him here had that knowledge. But maybe he was more than just energy imbued with purpose. But the question was, if he was anything more than that did it matter? He wasnt going to shirk his duties. Whether person or not, he understood that the job had to be done. He just couldnt help but wonder if the true Everheart would bother to reincorporate them. There hadnt been a thod to do so when this one was made, but that wouldnt stop Everheart if he wanted to. But maybe there was no purpose to it. Useless mories that were better to not have, and little else.
Besides, the original Everheart might not have wanted to do it. There was no thought about it before, but this ones experiences told him that he would do it, given the chance. They would not be allowed to be individuals of any sort. That would be crazy. But perhaps sohow they might combine into the whole. That ought to teach him a lesson about making projections willy nilly. Hundreds, no, thousands of years of isolation forced into him all at once.
But while it was a nice thought, traitors had to be dealt with first. And then he wouldnt exist. It was stupid, but that was just the kind of person he was. It was just that for other people he left behind a smattering of semi-useful techniques and knowledge. He simply hadnt thought to leave anything for himself.
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