To beco a master at sothing, you should dedicate your entire life to it, without any other hobby getting in your way. Kayden was too busy, blinded by the power of stacking concepts, to understand this.
He now had about a century and a few years to live. He spent a lot of ti finding his way and now had the sa level of power as before, practically back to square one.
A decade later, Kayden felt he made the right choice. He was elevating your specific concepts brought almost twice as much strength as just stacking other concepts. He had no way to test his spiritual sense in that place, but his spells and ease of manipulating mana increased.
The voices continued to speak in his head, becoming more and more present. They grew about the amount of mana the person manipulated and their kingdom. The problem was that Kayden manipulated much more than a normal third-realm person.
The good thing was that he didn’t care. They didn’t budge his concentration in the slightest, even if his voice was slowly becoming smaller than theirs in his head. In the end, his ntality proved superior.
As the decades passed, Kayden did nothing but improve his concepts. Ti ceased to have any aning. He had been in this situation for so long that if it weren’t for his perfect body, he would be losing key mories.
Minor things had already disappeared from his mory, for example, the faces of so people he knew in the past or things he saw that wouldn’t make any difference in his life.
His body, even perfect, was not capable of fighting ti. Slowly and steadily, Kayden began to show wrinkles and gray hair. Once again, he was approaching old age and the end of his life.
It was a strange feeling for his body to grow old while his mind remained as young and active as it had been centuries ago. It seed that death was sothing far away and that it would not reach him. Kayden didn’t feel death anxiety knocking on his door.
His fighting skills were rusty. He had already accepted that the third realm would be a struggle where he would just have to do the best he could by increasing his strength. The fourth realm would be where he would invest in his skills.
When he only had a few more years left to live, Kayden divided his ti between improving concepts and improving his skills. His pentagram spells beca much more robust and evolved into a new form. This ti, he was using hexagrams.
The shape change was to sustain different types of mana in his spell. This small change was sothing very big, practically twice as strong as before. But it ca at a price and Kayden, at the mont, could only stack six of them.
In his body, he also achieved a huge breakthrough. His change now was much more radical, his body practically bordered the absolute peak of the fourth realm with its punctual changes. The only problem was that the wear was much greater.
Everything he could was improved. His domain was expanded and had more techniques incorporated. His control over him increased when he placed a few hundred small pentagrams scattered around that played the role of repeating his commands and increasing his spells along the way.
Most of them were small details, but each of them was sothing fundantal that took his strength to another level. His mana dilation spell was increased by the pentagrams. The distribution of impact force throughout his domain was completely enhanced.
When he received an attack, several pentagrams appeared in the air in a transparent blue tone and absorbed the attack as if it were a barrier. The trick was in the fact that these pentagrams were ant to be broken and the residual force distributed against the attack itself.
This caused the force to be distributed twice, once through the domain itself and once through the pentagrams. Kayden was quite pleased with the improvents to his new spells. He finished everything he had planned and didn’t know what to do.
He only had one year left, but he had no idea. So he just kept studying his concepts and looking for errors in his base. During that entire year, he found only three errors, which were quickly fixed.
Without realizing it, Kayden spent two centuries just training and cultivating. He didn’t do anything else. His focus was absolute. No other thought crossed his mind all these years.
Again, he spent a large period of his life in isolation. Considering the years in the abyss, Kayden lived longer with just his own company than in contact with other human beings. It was a strange feeling not to depend on other living beings. He lost any connection he had with the elves, his plans seed so distant and aningless. At the ti, he had tried so hard just to deceive Triz and today it didn’t seem to make much sense.
He was no longer able to rember the nas and faces of his students on Earth. He only rembered a few nas from that planet. Earth also lost its designation as a ho for him. I no longer had any feelings towards that planet, it was just one like any other.
The days began to pass quickly and finally, sothing changed in the white room. Its color began to slowly turn black, in so spots Kayden could see stars. This showed him that his days were ending.
His body was so close to death and his mind was so far away. After a few months, the room beca completely black. Kayden was cultivating and did not notice this change, not even when he found himself floating alone in space and his body suffering the attacks of radiation and the spatial void.
"Kayden! Wake up!" rlin threw his mana at the dying old man in front of him and finally saw so sign of life in his eyes. It was just their movent, as Kayden’s eyes seed dead and disconnected from reality.
Around Kayden, so old n and won appeared. Of the ten who entered, only six were still alive. Four of them succumbed to the voices. Triz was one of those who survived and was looking around listlessly.
"I will put your mories before anything else." rlin didn’t wait for anyone to respond and just forced the mories into these people’s heads. His action did not cause any reaction from the universe, as this would already happen with or without his intervention.
Kayden felt a sharp headache as he saw all his old mories flashing through his mind at high speed, but only from his last decades of life before entering the room.
Out of all six survivors, Kayden was the only one whose eyes didn’t change. He was already dead at that ti and this period in the room didn’t change anything. Kayden’s personality wouldn’t be changed even by millennia of isolation, but he rembered his plans with Triz and put on a more normal look on his face.
"Those who are not under my protection can leave." With rlin’s sentence, only Kayden, Triz, and an elderly woman were left floating in space. "I will place each of you in a private space to make your breakthroughs. Because of the short ti, I will do it now."
Instantly, Kayden found himself inside an imnse square with clouds in the sky and imnse green grass on the ground. He knew he was in a square because when his spiritual sense was opened to its maximum of 200 kiloters, he would hit a wall.
Kayden stood still as he welcod the warmth of the sun into his body. This small fake world even had the wind hitting his skin, sensations he hadn’t experienced in a long ti.
"Child, you have little ti to live. Can’t you feel it? Don’t your instincts scream at you to move forward?" rlin saw his other two charges already facing the second ray while Kayden just stood with his arms open, standing in the wind.
"I am the master of my mind. If re animalistic instincts were enough to direct my actions, I would never get anywhere, God rlin." With every contact with Kayden, rlin felt that he was completely crazy.
The perfect guy to rise to the divine level. Most of those who reached the peak without strong talent were a little crazy. A little was the wrong way. Those without divine-level talent were completely crazy. Kayden was exactly that kind of person.
Just three hours later, Kayden opened his eyes and prepared to enter the breakthrough process. His domain was expanded to the maximum, insanely large golden clouds appeared and covered the entire 200 kiloters of this small world.
Kayden took a bottle of wine out of her space earring. As he couldn’t take his earring into the living room, the wine remained perfectly preserved. He sat on the floor and just waited. His carefree attitude seed to cause anger in the heavens, which thundered with a deafening sound.
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