Celis found that the entire area around him was not dark; instead, it was filled with swirling azure flas—aggressive and powerful, crashing into him and burning him.
"Arg!" he roared, not expecting to be overwheld by anything—he hadn’t imagined that the Eye would belong to an actual beast!
"Calm down, I just need to break through!" he muttered to himself. If he could break through into the Essence Forge, he could finally leave the Azure world—at least until he devised a thod to escape the massive beast that surrounded him.
Closing his eyes, he felt the tremors in his body grow increasingly chaotic. His Cyralim was engulfed in azure flas, and the energy within him surged uncontrollably. He couldn’t contain it.
"I won’t contain it then!" With a deep breath, a powerful suction force pulled even more Azure essence into his Cyralim. Cracks began to appear on its surface as it prepared to implode.
"Co on!" he roared inwardly. And then—crack! His Cyralim burst apart.
Celis vomited blood as he felt his body being consud by the Azure essence. The essence seeped into his blood, bones, skin, and muscles, rging with him. In a desperate bid, the barely conscious Celis shoved his hand into his chest, piercing it. The Orb—a vital organ of the cultivator’s body—yielded its fragnts into his grasp.
Unlike ordinary organs, the Cyralim was unique; it contained an entire world within.
Gathering all the pieces, and with the gaping, burning wound in his chest, Celis directed as much Azure essence as he could toward the fragnts. This was his only chance: to shatter his Cyralim and reforge it with Azure essence, fusing himself with that essence and the world beyond.
It was risky, and he had only a short window of ti—without the Cyralim, the essence would attack his physical body, and he would soon be burned alive.
"A bit... more!" Gritting his teeth one last ti, he sent every bit of essence he could toward the fragnts. His bloodied hand began to rge with the essence, becoming one with the Azure energy. A bloody, azure fla erged, slowly reassembling the Cyralim.
When the process was complete, the Cyralim was no longer a crystal orb—it had transford into a bloody Azure sun. Chaotic yet controlled, it was powerful and heavy, yet bloodthirsty. It was not rely Azure essence.
"Blood Azure?" Celis gasped in shock as the once-pure azure flas were now stained crimson. A vast, radiant sun appeared on his palm and was then driven into the gaping wound in his chest.
"AH!" A painful screech erupted, and his vision blurred, yet he held on. The new Blood Azure sun had found its place within him, purging all the Azure essence and converting it into Blood Azure. Through his very blood network, he felt the changes surge—a wild, chaotic strength flowing within him.
Opening his eyes, Celis looked around; he found himself once again in the sky, and the chaotic world around him now seed... peaceful. The Azure dragon was gone, the chaos had subsided, leaving only the serene movent of Azure essence.
"What is going on?" he wondered as he landed, only to discover that his body was completely healed. But the most astonishing change was the Blood Azure sun within him.
"I have a Beast Core in ?" he murmured in disbelief. The Blood Azure sun not only contained a new Cyralim for him but now also functioned as a beast core.
Unlike a full Cyralim, a beast core is more integrated with the body—it fortifies strength by rging with the very essence of the world. In the sa realm, beasts are favored for their direct connection to the world; they are vastly more powerful than ordinary beings.
Celis was now that type of being. With the beast core inside him, he had the world’s support and imnse strength. Similar to Yur, he now possessed almost unlimited access to Azure essence—in his case, Blood Azure essence, which proved even more potent than pure Azure essence.
Closing his eyes once more, Celis concentrated on moving the Blood Azure essence within him. He felt physical changes taking hold: two large blue horns sprouted from his head, and azure dragon wings, now stained red, erged from his back. His ears sharpened, fangs grew, and his eyes transford—one beca crimson, the other remained Azure.
Unlike the form he had used to fight Prince Aglazeth—an epheral shape ford by essence—these changes were now physical, an integral part of his body.
"Holy fuck!" he exclaid as the power surged within him. The Blood Azure essence spiked and trembled, and the once-light Azure essence now felt weightless and agile.
He had achieved his goal despite the risks and dangers.
"Essence Forge!" he roared, the culmination of his transformation.
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Yur walked through the halls with Prince Renri. "My family will be there, as well as a few others. I hope that isn’t a problem," the prince explained with a smile. "They all wanted to thank you for what you did for and for us."
"I have no issues with that," Yur nodded.
Renri returned the nod and then turned his gaze toward the two maids. Though they appeared unchanged at first glance, he could detect a subtle transformation—they seed even more beautiful than before. They walked closer to Yur than to him, a small detail that did not escape his notice.
A smirk tugged at Renri’s lips. "Sir Yur, if you like these Tri Maids, I shall gift them to you."
In his mind, he acknowledged that they would serve Yur well—transforming into loyal aides was a change he appreciated.
"I shall take you up on that offer then," Yur replied with a nod. "But perhaps not right now—I am a busy man, and keeping them around might complicate matters."
"Worry not. They are trained not only to serve but also to survive and navigate the world. They know the geography of this region and the entire continent, along with a wealth of information that could be invaluable for your travels. I guarantee their utility," explained Renri.
Yur paused to consider; his greatest challenge was the lack of reliable information. Zul knew only so much and was restricted from revealing more. Having assistants with comprehensive knowledge would be extrely useful.
Though he could repurpose the maids for various needs, this new information convinced him it was best to keep them close.
"Very well, I shall not reject them," Yur finally agreed, and the group continued until they reached a set of large doors.
Guards pushed the doors open to reveal a grand banquet setup, with a few dozen people gathered—young and old alike.
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