Chapter 592: Chapter 616: Don’t Want to Lose Chapter 592: Chapter 616: Don’t Want to Lose It wasn’t just Kalalin, the others also cast questioning glances at Lancelot. When he had previously announced his plan to his companions, everyone was frightened by his wild conception, and even though Lancelot had proven his abilities, they still couldn’t believe that the scenario he painted could actually co true.
“Let’s just give it a try, and if it doesn’t work, we’ll fight our way in, grabbing as much as we can,” Lancelot said with a shrug and a smile, “See you later, friends, and be careful not to get swept away.”
He took out the Transformation Ring and put it on, using the Succubus form’s wings to fly upward. Above everyone’s heads, through the misty white fog, the massive outline of the Glacial Fortress alternately appeared and disappeared.
With a continuous supply of True Yuan from within his body, Lancelot’s flying speed was as fast as a swift, and a few minutes later, he arrived below the Glacial Fortress. The platform that had once been occupied by an ancient White Dragon was the only entrance to the entire fortress and the sa place he and his companions had been blocked before, but Lancelot was now flying along the back of the Glacial Fortress. From this angle, the Prince of Wrath’s lair was just a massive chunk of ice wedged between the peaks, with no entrances, and thus no one noticed his approach.
Lancelot quickly reached the top of the Glacial Fortress, with a panoramic view of the surroundings. At this position, he couldn’t see the terrace at the entrance of the fortress, but he knew that there were many Frost Giant Mages constantly working there, using magic to ‘fortify’ the icy structure under their feet. This might sound ironic, but changing the environnt is sothing only the Lords of the Realm could do, and now that Kostcheqi was gone, its lair was slowly lting.
And what caused all this was the volcano that had recently appeared ahead.
Speaking of which, if not for the sudden appearance of this volcano, Kostcheqi might have already lost its title as Abyssal Lord. Although Kalalin claid it was a direct manifestation of the Abyss’s will, scholars also admit there’s another possibility: the ergence of the volcano was entirely accidental, a very reasonable accident.
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Convinced he was a Frost Giant, the Prince of Wrath imposed his will onto this realm, turning it into a polar environnt suitable for Frost Giants to live in. Given that most realms in the Abyss are extrely hot, dry, and nearly burning, the original environnt of the Iron Ice Plains was likely the sa. However, Kostcheqi’s prolonged absence had caused the suppression of the environnt to weaken, and the Giant Demi-god’s assault on the Glacial Fortress—a symbol of the Abyssal Lord’s rule in this realm—likely exacerbated the situation, leading to the volcano’s sudden eruption.
What the truth of the matter was, perhaps no one would ever know, but the volcano continued to spew black smoke, with hot magma inside lighting up the crater red. Mutated Demonic Giants still road around the volcano, and not far away, there were many Frost Giant camps, coveting the energy leaking from the volcano, energy that could make them even more powerful.
And Lancelot was eyeing the sa thing.
The Succubus Knight released a cyan sword aura from his hand, carving out a flat space on top of the glacier, then he took a giant Array Plate out of the Dinsional Bag and laid it flat on the ground. The Array Plate was nearly nine feet in radius, twice as big as the one he had used to create the blizzard, engraved with mysterious runes and many bowl-sized recesses.
After taking off the Transformation Ring, Lancelot walked to the central recess of the Array Plate and sat down, except this ti he would play a different role than being the energy source for the array as he did last ti. Opening the Dinsional Bag again, Lancelot took out a huge beast skin bag, his face involuntarily showing a pained expression.
The bag contained the reward he had earned for rescuing Geogad—the entirety of one hundred Upper Grade Spirit Stones. To execute his crazy plan, he would have to use two-thirds of them all at once.
To ensure the success, Lancelot really bled a fortune.
He gently patted his pocket, and sixty-four radiant gemstones flew out from within, filling every slot on the Array Plate from inside to out. As the last Spirit Stone fell into place, the entire Array Plate humd and began to float, revolving on its own under the pull of nature’s Spiritual Energy. Lancelot took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sensed the aura emanating from the volcano. He carefully adjusted the orientation of the Array Plate beneath him.
Then, he began to operate a special Cultivation Technique, slowly dissipating his Cultivation.
Although this wouldn’t cause his Realm to fall, his strength would be substantially affected. As the True Yuan gradually left his body from every acupoint, his aura began a continuous decline from the Middle Rank minor accomplishnt stage of Foundation Establishnt, quickly descending to the Initial Rank major accomplishnt stage, and still it continued to weaken.
Naturally, Lancelot wasn’t suffering from cultivation deviation; rather, it was a deliberate act on his part. The Cultivation Technique he was using was called Three Revolutions Heavy Yuan Technique, a thod specifically ant to assist the Qingyuan Sword Technique and the Cauldron Immortal Technique. Its main function was to disperse Cultivation. However, the re-cultivated True Yuan after such dispersal would be much purer, and its power significantly enhanced, similar to the difference between Innate True Qi and ordinary True Qi during the Qi Refinent Realm.
More importantly, the True Yuan re-solidified through this technique would gradually beco more viscous, and after three rounds of dispersion and recultivation, the True Yuan would beco close to a solid state. Core Formation involved compressing True Yuan into a Golden Core, and by cultivating the Three Revolutions Heavy Yuan Technique, one could greatly increase the success rate of forming a Golden Core by circumventing the bottlenecks associated with breaking through Realms.
For Lancelot, who was extrely lacking in Spiritual Cultivation resources, cultivating the Three Revolutions Heavy Yuan Technique wasn’t a matter of choice but a question of when. A decrease in strength after dispersal was inevitable, and he couldn’t, like the Venerable Han, rely on the mysterious green liquid’s special effects to hasten the maturity of Spiritual dicines, allowing for the mass production of Elixirs for swift Cultivation recovery.
Another viable thod was to retreat like a regular Cultivator to a hidden corner and quietly cultivate for a hundred or so years before reerging. But by doing so, everything he was familiar with would be completely altered. As the things he cared about slowly perished through repeated seclusions, his heart would harden until he beca a nearly emotionless monster, concerned only with his own Cultivation.
He had heard from Kalalin that so Archmages, in pursuit of the mysteries and power of Magic, would transform themselves into immortal Undead Liches, eventually gaining strength near that of Deities but permanently losing the various traits of being ‘human,’ turning into twisted, heartless Undead creatures. If he relied on seclusion to increase his Cultivation, he might end up in a similar state, which was sothing he did not desire.
Lancelot did not want to lose the ability to love and be loved. He did not want to lose his knightly spirit.
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