“Isn’t it pretty?” Alauna asked with a bright smile.
Alauna seed oblivious to the fact she nearly gave her father a heart attack.
Dyon could only laugh along with her. “Yes, very pretty.”
Over the next few weeks, Dyon began to understand. Unlike the Demon Sage, his body, and that of Clara and Alauna, were perfectly suited to this kind of strength.
Little Alauna’s innate instinct was to flood her brain with soul qi, resulting in the disconnect between one’s Mind’s Eye and their body to be closed.
When Dyon replicated his daughter’s teachings, he realized that the brutal rampaging of blood the Demon Sage described vanished without a trace. Every beating of his heart, and every flexing muscle fiber, suddenly fell under Dyon’s complete purview. As a result, Dyon had no need to reach the Pseudo Dao Realm in order to control himself, but this didn’t an that he didn’t need practice.
Still, Dyon realized that there were many other benefits to fueling his mind with soul qi.
For one, his thinking speed, sothing he thought couldn’t possibly improve any further, had taken another massive leap forward. Dyon was certain that even Higher Existences couldn’t match his thinking speed now.
Secondly, his comprehension abilities skyrocketed. Dyon had felt that the path toward comprehending daos was an insurmountable mountain before. As a result, he had planned on streamlining his paths, focusing on his flas and Weapon’s Master will. But, that foggy path suddenly felt completely clear when his soul qi flooded his mind.
Thirdly, his level of control reached an all new level. This much was obvious, considering it allowed him to take control over his rampaging blood, but Dyon realized it was even further than just this. When he executed techniques, they suddenly took a step forward toward perfection. It was as though there wasn’t a single ounce of wasted energy.
By extension, Dyon’s [Devour] reached ridiculous heights, as did the range of his control over atmospheric qi. Before, Dyon could only wield a few dozen ters, much like everyone else. Only Madeleine could wield several hundred ters worth of atmospheric qi. But, under this odd state, Dyon felt his control over qi was no less fantastical.
Of course, Dyon’s soul was near the peak of what was possible for mortals, while Madeleine still had a long way to go with her constitution, so this wasn’t to say that Dyon’s potential along this path was greater than hers.
Fourthly, Dyon simply felt… smarter, for lack of a better descriptor. Dyon felt that if he had these abilities when he confronted Aritzia, he wouldn’t have made such a basic mistake as confusing what board they were playing on. Maybe his intelligence wasn’t infallible now, but it was far less fallible than it had been in the past.
There were so many benefits that Dyon could hardly believe it. Could it really be that he and his people were a whole race of individuals with these abilities?
But, Dyon ca to understand that he simply had special circumstances compared to his people.
Firstly, Dyon’s Titan Diamond Body made his body oppressively powerful. Basically, the strength he could exude was his own from the beginning, it was just that his True ridians allowed him to use this strength more effectively.
Secondly, Dyon’s soul talent was on another level. Though others of his race could receive the sa benefits by making use of the additional ridian and blood vessel pathways of their brain, only his soul would make the benefits so much more pronounced.
From what Dyon noticed, Little Alauna grew very tired after her “pretty halo” disappeared. The sa was true for Clara. However, Dyon’s soul stamina seed practically endless.
After teasing apart what he thought was much of that foundational secrets of his new ridians, Dyon began to diligently cultivate. The whole of Soul Universe fell into a tranquil quiet, completely focused on the coming months ahead.
With the great boost his [Devour] received, Luna’s help, not to ntion receiving his true energy cultivation talent back, Dyon’s cultivation speed skyrocketed.
Dyon purposefully entered the Ancient Battlefield along with Luna. He knew cultivating here would be slower, but it would also make his foundation incredibly sturdy.
With Luna’s help, Dyon’s past mistakes were fixed one after another. He felt as though his strength had increased by almost 20% without even cultivating in earnest.
It was only after Luna was certain there were no more improvents to be made that they trudged forward.
Before, Dyon had taken a whole year to reach the middle celestial realm. But, this ti, it only took him three months to reach the high celestial realm. Then, it only took five months to reach the peak celestial realm, and that was only because he had 118 ridians to fill as opposed to the 109 of everyone else.
Due to his body, Dyon usually did not need to re-temper himself as a pseudo expert before entering the next realm. But, that was back when his energy talent ca from his constitution. Now, his ridians were separate from his body talent once more, aning he had to take his ti to temper them with Gama energy.
Over the last month, Dyon diligently entered the Pseudo Dao Realm, allowing strands of enigmatic qi to swirl around his new ridians.
Unfortunately, this was where the first disadvantage of his new talent appeared. Because his ridians were fused with his blood vessels, it would take longer for him to temper himself appropriately. In addition, he had to be extrely careful as he had even more vessels to temper within his brain. But, if this was the only hardship, Dyon would gladly take it on for what he received in return.
Simply put. His strength had beco unfathomable to his forr self.
Finally, the clock struck zero. A surge of Spatial and Ti Qi erupted, swirling around Soul Universe, Celestial Universe, and Chaos Universe, enveloping the three of them under a single banner.
In just days, the sounds of war drums would beat.
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