Buzz!
Leonardo directed the energy into opening a channel between the corporeal and ethereal spaces, following his connection to the sub-dinsion as a minute crack in space ford for a split second.
This crack wouldn't fit a finger, much less a person. However, it was more than sufficient to thrust the soul pearl into, which was precisely what Leonardo intended to do.
With a light shout, he pushed the soul pearl through, imdiately feeling as though a portion of his soul had been forcibly torn off, blood spilling from his nose, eyes, ears, and mouth with a violent fit of coughing.
The sudden tug on his spirit shook his sea of consciousness so hard that the fabricated illusion of a blank sea of consciousness crumbled apart, a black sea flooding in through the cracked gate in a stampede of tsunamis.
Although this seed like an impending crisis, in actuality, each splash of black water seed to nd a crack in Leonardo's consciousness and very attentively at that, quickly patching up the backlash from isolating his soul pearl— especially since a thread of his soul was residing within.
However, that mont of danger quickly passed as the soul pearl successfully made it into the sub-dinsion, descending like a shooting star to rge into the fragnt of the Infernal Throne, and very seamlessly at that.
The entire sub-dinsion shook as the core of this dinsion, naly the black orb condensed from the eternal night martial intent, and the revolving nebulas around it were drawn into the boundaries of the soul pearl.
As expected, a physical substance as the core of the sub-dinsion was a better option than having four swirling masses of energy complent one another while sustaining the sun-dinsion from collapse.
With a portion of his soul now residing within the sub-dinsion, it would be much easier to connect instead of using worldly energy as a dium to establish the sa connection, and it could even be done in ways undetected by rebirth realm cultivators.
After all, while the worldly energy would leave obvious traces in the borders between the physical and ethereal planes, the soul purely interacts through the ethereal, a realm beyond the capabilities of rebirth realm cultivators— not even a star lord can dabble in the laws of the ethereal yet.
Leonardo wasn't paying attention to his own condition or the sea of consciousness at the mont as his spiritual sense swept out with the soul pearl as a dium, imdiately perating through the sub-dinsion as he began to imprint a clear image of the place in his mind.
The last ti when he left a spiritual mark in the sub-dinsion, he couldn't get a clear look at the place since his energy was already exhausted. This ti, however, he had the sufficient energy and ans to nd so of the fragnted laws while simultaneously inspecting the current conditions.
Blue rays of ether that were redirected from the ether pillars rushed into the sub-dinsion, compensating for the deprivation of worldly energy that spanned for thousands of kiloters of deprivation.
Floating land masses, broken mountains, cracked landscapes, everything floating aimlessly in a stretch of darkness within the boundaries of this sub-dinsion.
The sheer imbalance of laws wreaked havoc as so parts of the sub-dinsion were warm, so were cold, so were moist, and so were beyond dry.
Tangible threads of ether lashed out at everything in the vicinity indiscriminately, explosions rocking the sub-dinsion as Leonardo brought everything except for the throne fragnt to utter demolition.
Since everything was deprived of worldly energy and ether, the constructs were as brittle as rotten wood— the slightest exposure to a ripple of energy was enough to utterly destroy them.
Even gravity was destabilized by these explosions as the fragnted laws did little to maintain the world order, Leonardo's spiritual energy manipulating the ether to wrestle control over the floating lands, bringing them down after their destruction.
In no ti at all, the only thing intact was the towering fragnt of the throne, erected like a divine pillar— albeit a black one.
With a rumble, ether swept out and began to draw the rubble and debris from all over the place to construct a new landmass with the pillar at its center, stationed in the middle of the sub-dinsion.
A flat land that stretched toward the four extremities of north, east, south, and west. Then, the remnants of rubble and dust galvanized towards the pillar and piled up into a mountain that reached the border of the sub-dinsion in height, imdiately spreading into consecutive mountains thereafter, erecting a splendid mountain range.
Threads of energy spread from the tallest mountain, forming an intricate underground network that spread to the four directions while pumping ether into the land, giving it so vitality and spirituality.
The previously fragnted laws at a constant clash were also drawn into the soul pearl, for now, Leonardo's innate martial intent going at full throttle to deduct, derive, supplent, and fix these laws.
To Leonardo's surprise, the fragnted laws were pertaining to chaos and creation— life and death, the sixteen elents of chaos, ti and space, and many more.
[Author Note: the 16 elents of chaos from DnD lore are: fire, water, wind, earth, vacuum, ash, dust, salt, lightning, steam, minerals, radiance, ice, smoke, ooze, and magma.]
The unfortunate thing was no matter how high Leonardo's understanding of these laws grew, he couldn't incorporate them into his techniques unless they had a direct affinity with a martial intent he cultivated.
He might be able to command these laws while within his sub-dinsion or domain once he achieved rebirth— but that was only limited to the domain. Furthermore, fixing these laws is a must if he wanted to achieve rebirth, and he truly had no idea how many thousands upon thousands of years it would have consud of his ti if he didn't have the eternal night martial intent.
The idea truly gave him the shivers.
Luckily, he didn't need to actively focus on fixing these laws as he had split a portion of his martial intents and soul when forming his soul pearl, it could be even considered a second body of consciousness, working on these laws.
The only drawback here is that he could no longer multitask while roaming the uncharted wilderness, and he would need to obediently enter seclusion and focus whenever he needed to go about deducting and or creating new techniques.
What astounded Leonardo was the affinity between the desolate martial intent and the laws of chaos— especially ti.
But thinking about it, this made sense judging by the nature of the Exiled Paradise— Leonardo even suspected that it wasn't a re pocket dinsion but an independent or perhaps a fragnted plane that sohow ended up in a Stellar World.
With the continuous channeling of ether thanks to Leonardo's efforts of connecting the ether formation to the soul pearl prior to thrusting it into the sub-dinsion, so traces of vitality and durability finally surfaced in the dinsion.
It slowly began to take the shape of a sturdy mainland, but it lacked aesthetics like a clear sky, verdant trees, rivers and seas— and most importantly life.
But that has to wait until the rebirth realm where the dinsion receives the baptism from the heavenly retribution, attaining the recognition of universal laws.
After making sure everything was running smoothly, Leonardo slowly withdrew his main conciseness and allowed the soul pearl to take control while he planned to finally perfect his bloodthirsty armant.
Even though he would need to change its na afterward— perhaps naming it the Regal Armant would do it so justice.
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