David's pupils constricted as he gazed at Rutherford who was a few ters away from him.
The other stream of divine sense he had felt was actually from Rutherford, and which ant that he wasn't as ordinary as he claid to be. Probably during their clash previously, he held back, letting himself to be defeated.
David smiled but the thick killing intent hidden within that smile could probably kill a grown man.
Within the enormous hall, the about hundred people stood with their teams.
"My divine sense is unable to peer through what's within the door way." Soone said with a knitted frown.
The others also nodded. "It's the sa with too."
"Sa here."
"That can wait, let's deal with what is right before us first. How are we going to share the bodies?"
Somone interjected, asking the question everyone wanted to avoid. The bodies lying on the ground were at the Atman Stage. Deep within their bones, skin and tissues lay the secrets to reaching the Atman stage within a short period of ti.
The Atman Stage is a whole new level on its own, requiring intelligence, perception, comprehension and talent to cross that threshold.
Using pure power and force to breakthrough would most likely lead to an adverse effect, shortening one's lifespan in the process when failed.
Failure to breakthrough in each attempt would reduce one's lifespan by a lot. The loss of lifespan will increase with each failed attempt. Which is why no one is willing to take thag risk.
To increase the success rate fi breakthrough, one must first comprehended the secrets to being an higher existence within the bones, tissue or blood of an even higher existence to increase the chances of success.
One with a 5-star talent, ditating on a leg bone of an Atman Stage practitioner for a year would increase the success rate by three to five percent per year. Which would require about twenty to fourty years to have an hundred percent success rate of reaching the Atman Stage.
The ti required was too much, which is why those who which to breakthrough the threshold was willing to do everything within their power to get hold of a full Atman Stage corpse. With a full corpse, the ti required will be reduced by a lot.
This was the main reason why the Nine families are searching for a way to own the battle ground. With the bodied within this place, building an army of Atman Stage experts would beco reality. Which family wouldn't want that.
Therefore, each of the Nine great families have devised a plan of their own, and scheming against each other. Although things had been going smoothly, the atmosphere was beginning to tense up at the ntion of the two Atman stages corpses.
"The Kirrin Family doesn't want any part of it." Young master Alan's voice rang out, his voice bouncing about, echoing through the large hall.
Although surprised, the others didn't think too much about it. The Kirrin Family are more than wealthy and big, two Atman corpses wasn't enough to make them fight for it.
David squinted his eyes at the scheming young master. Wondering what he was up to.
"Young master, which path should we take?" Rutherford whispered, ending his voice to their ears.
The young master remained silent for a while then all of a sudden, he pointed towards the Sixth doorway.
"There, we will go through there." The team inclining David gazed at the direction the young master had pointed towards. David frowned imperceptibly.
Was the young master taking a guess or was he sure this path would lead them to sothing good?
"Let's go." The young master withdrew from the crowds and started to walk towards the sixth opened doorway.
David squinted his eyes. He could detect a faint trace of imminent danger from that place. But from his experience until now, fortune and danger cos hand in hand and if David was confident about one thing up to this point, it was his ability to survive.
He followed the team and they stepped into the darkness.
Whoosh!
They appeared into what seem to be a large passage. Out of no where, sinister wind raged back and forth but strangely their clothes or hair didn't sway with the dance of the wind.
The passage was illuminated by a few oil lamps hanging by the two sides of the passage walls.
"The door is locked." Everyone looked backwards, noticing what the person said was true.
They ca in through an open door, but imdiately they arrived, and the door was surprisingly closed.
"This place is weird." The remaining lady in their group of five spoke up, rubbing her hands reflexively, and warming her hands up from the strange cold.
"There!"
Suddenly, Gardof shouted, pointing a figure peacefully resting at the edge of the wall.
The figure was that of a short, blue-haired man. There were fist sized holes in his stomach, his eyes wide open, staring directing ly at them. The group imdiately got ready for battle. After a while, they noticed the figure didn't move.
"Relax Gardorf, it's only a dead body." Rutherford snickered, and keeping his long sword back to its scarbard as he walked forwards towards the corpse with fire in his eyes.
This corpse was certainly of the Atman Stage, Rutherford couldn't help but be excited. He was at the Intergreted Phaser realm, almost at the threshold to breaking through to the Atman Stage. Now with this corpse, things would go even smoothly for him.
The Prince had secretly promised him their Atman Realm corpse of they were to find one. Naturally, he unceremoniously walked forwards to claim the corpse.
"Wait." Young master Alan's voice rang out. Rutherford's face darkened. Was the young master about to go back in his word?
"There's sothing wrong. The corpse isn't as simple as it seem." The Prince warned.
Realising that he might have been blinded by greed, Rutherford paused his footstep, just a few ters away from the corpse as he truly examined it.
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