Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies Chapter 343
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"Who's there?!" Yi Seo-Jun exclaimed. He turned his body around, his eyes inspecting the surrounding area with rapt attention. The other members of the Oneuli Empire and Yeomna Empire were still within a daze, even Park Ji-Hu and Venerable Ghost Blade were in a fog of comprehension. The only two individuals in the immediate area that was conscious were the grey-robed woman and himself.
Yet, this voice clearly sounded male.
It wasn't a shock that he didn't recognize this voice. After all, he had never heard it.
"I originally thought it was the grey-robed woman who coveted my body. After all, her identity is unknown, yet she places far too much of an importance on me, someone who doesn't have any deep relationships in the Heavenly Origin Grounds." The voice continued to delve into its own deductive tangent, not answering Yi Seo-jun's question.
Yi Seo-Jun grew restless. The voice seemed like thoughts but was obviously from the outside. It was like an odd mix of an outside speaker and one's own thoughts. It even discombobulated his sense of self. It was so incredibly surreal that he started to suspect if he was hallucinating.
However, from the words spoken, it was only possible to be the original owner of this body. To him, that was impossible! The tainted black orb had been tossed and landed perfectly on that person's Soul Form, and he personally saw it crumble into nothing.
Since the stone contained a piece of pure filth and taint, anything outside of its chosen target would suffer a severe level of degradation that went from the soul, body, and origin. They would most certainly die!
Therefore, he decided to calm himself down first. He glanced towards the grey-robed woman who seemed to be screaming in madness, her movements weren't coming towards him, but dashed madly towards the location of Yan Zaizen's soul form. This only fortified his belief that Yan Zaizen's soul form had indeed died and wasn't an illusion.
"Even if you're an Astral Remnant of the individual, you'll only have to watch your body be possessed," Yi Seo-Jun assumed that the voice was the astral remnant, a form of soul consciousness left behind by an Astral Soul Realm or higher cultivator, and was contacting him through some method. An Astral Remnant was a strand of soul-sense that could continue living after death.
It was this method that many experts would allow their legacies to descendants. The Sirius Titan Realm was the most notable example of this. Nearly all, if not all, legacies contained a trace of the creator's Astral Remnant.
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However, when an Astral Remnant is not dormant or activated, it will burn its remnant soul energy and fade over time. It was impossible for them to return to dormancy, so experts would often leave many Astral Remnants as possible. Unfortunately, Astral Remnants weren't easy to make. It was much in the same way as creating an avatar and severing a piece of your true self. It was not only painful but required immense skill to perform.
Ignoring this voice, Yi Seo-Jun looked towards the inspired masses and smiled. Without thinking, he crushed his feet down onto the ground, and a surging heavenly might exploded! This heavenly might was composed entirely of heavenly essence! This was a sign of a Seventh-Floor or higher Heavenly Genesis Realm expert. Or, in other words, a Heavenly Commander!!!
Yi Seo-Jun skill and preparation in taking over a Non-Entity Body could be said to be quite thorough. Not just a Non-Entity's Body, but a body in general. He was capable of immediately channeling the raw energy circulating through Yan Zaizen's body. It was immensely powerful!
It was so powerful that the heavens trembled and the world raged about! In truth, Heavenly Commanders were immensely rare! The only reason why the Heavenly Origin Grounds contained so many was due to their immense lifespans that could reach millions of years. This with the constant legacies, vast resources, and high reproductive rates of many humanoid races, Heavenly Commanders were often seen.
Even still, the ratio was depressing. To put it into perspective, more people die a day in the Dusk Zone than there were Heavenly Commanders in the entire Regional Territory.
Yi Seo-Jun couldn't help but be somewhat startled by the immensely pure heavenly essence within his body! It was miraculous!! He felt invigorated and empowered. This heavenly essence was far more powerful than any Eight-Floor experts, even Ninth-Floor experts would find themselves severely lacking. It was the purity of the heavenly essence that made it seem as if it was untainted.
"Was this one of the abilities of a Non-Entity?" He couldn't help but wonder. In his research, Non-Entities, for particular reasons, were born without souls. Their bodies and brains were essentially pure, that connected with their five senses made them perceptive beyond belief. They even possessed a prophetic instinct that was borderline telling the future!
However, he never read anything about the purity of one's heavenly energy, might, or essence being of a different level.
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He smiled with thorough satisfaction as he clenched his fist tightly to feel the overwhelming power coursing within.
In truth, Yi Seo-Jun wasn't wrong. Non-Entities had no way of containing pure heavenly energy, might, or essence, after all, when all is said and done, they weren't children of the Thirty-Three Heavens but the Universe that encapsulated it. They had their limitations, and it could be said, they had their 'own' themes.
The reason Yan Zaizen's heavenly energy, might, and essence contained a purity never-before-seen was due to his absorption and personal comprehension of the Non-Universe Laws. Unless one carried the Black Hole Soul Bloodline, it would be impossible to reach such a level without having the "soul" aspect of a Non-Entity.
After all, only the soul of a Non-Entity could contain the Unique Law of the Non-Universe.
Yi Seo-Jun was just about to fly away when a voice sounded once more.
"Seems like you've settled yourself in quite nicely."
Yi Seo-Jun abruptly halted, his expression darkening. The possession was complete unless someone destroyed his soul or extracted it through, it would be impossible to take control of this body. However, he had no intention of letting any of that happen.
"I must thank you, to think you also possess a ring similar to my Meteor Ring. I can't wait to explore inside." The voice echoed once more, a hint of mocking within.
Yi Seo-Jun was just about to retort when he felt his body freeze up. His eyes widened as if he were being choked by some force and couldn't spit out any coherent sound. "Wh-what...i-is...happening?!" His thoughts were wild as he tried to reclaim the physical motor functions of his body, but regardless of what he did, nothing worked.
The Heavenly Shrine within his Dantian started to glow with an amber-gold light. This light spewed out dao energy, overwhelming with sovereignty that could dominate and ascend all things!
"You're not very smart, are you?" Yan Zaizen earnestly questioned. As if too lazy to wait for a reply, Yan Zaizen immediately followed up, "You know...I didn't expect that orb to be so malicious. It was truly a dangerous object. Unfortunately, it met its match. But, what I really wanted to ask was...did you not see me swallowing the heavenly sun?"
This truly bewildered him. If it were the inspired masses, he would understand their ignorance, but Yi Seo-Jun was conscious from the beginning, unaffected by the aura it brought forth. Therefore, he should've seen him swallow a literal moon-sized object in a total of three seconds! This was a tribulation formed by the myriad World Laws of the Heavens, a perfect manifestation of the Heavenly Laws, but it was overcome so quickly.
Despite this, he believed that a small, tainted orb would actually be able to defeat him?
Let's give him the benefit of the doubt and say he believed its power vastly exceeded the total power of the heavenly world tribulation. Then, why didn't he at least make sure that his Dao had vanished?
After all, while Yan Zaizen could indeed use various methods to falsify his death, there was one guaranteed way to understand he was dead. His Heavenly Shrine would crumble!!
It was nearly hilarious that Yi Seo-Jun was swept up in his own achievement that he didn't realize the foundation of his Heavenly Shrine and its assurance that he was alive could be so thoroughly ignored.
"Haaaa...I'll chalk it up to you just being a true idiot. Anyways," Yan Zaizen didn't want to waste any more time on this, his Heavenly Shrine continued to brilliantly shine before it his Soul Form emerged from it. With that, he activated his soul bloodline, and in less than a second, Yi Seo-Jun was devoured soundlessly in much the same way Ezekiel in the past.
The emerald glow within his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by its original amber-gold brilliance. With a slight shrug, he looked towards his ring finger and saw another ring on his pinky finger. This was a second spatial ring interconnected with the soul, in much the same way as the Meteor Ring. However, it was not black, but silver.
He inspected it slightly and started in surprise.
"Hm, it's a little smaller than the Meteor Ring, but far more developed. I guess I'll call it...Sense Ring, cause the person who had it truly needed some." He thought how terrible he was at naming things and shrugged.
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