Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies Chapter 429
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Yan Zaizen kept channeling his soul essence into the red vortex, its aura permeating throughout the world. With his soul cultivation as the foundation, he was building his own Hell. When completed, the base would be considered the First Level of the Hell Altar. Unlike the nine floors of a Heavenly Shrine, a Hell Altar went up to eighteen levels, and the strongest level was at the lowest part of the Hell Altar.
While he felt a surge of exhaustion enter his soul, he kept his mind vigilant. Within his amber-gold eyes was light effusing a profound Dao and Heavenly Aura. His Heavenly Dao Seed was being used at this moment, its aura pulsing out.
"With this, the condensation of my Hell Altar should be concealed from the Heavenly God's Laws." He didn't let up infusing his soul essence, and with each strand entering the vortex, he continued to grow weaker.
This was not his original body or soul, thus the resilience and abundance of soul essence wasn't much. He had to risk his clone's soul in hopes of providing another contingency for his original body. If he didn't, he wouldn't feel at ease.
Since arriving in this world, regaining his memories, he had felt a sense of loss and vulnerability. This was partly due to his own weakness, but mostly because of his lack of insurance in the form of a Prophetic Instinct. Since young, he had always been a Non-Entity and lived with it.
Unfortunately, the Non-Entity traits were limited to his true body, and not this one. It was as if the guardian angel of his life had been taken away, locked in the endless abyss. How could he feel secure?
Lin Feilin flew downwards, arriving beside Old Man Bo as she stared at the gigantic severed head at the bottom of the chasm. "Is this the Dead Soul? The Infernal Deity?!" Her words were spoken softly, but the shock was unable to be concealed.
Old Man Bo was similarly shocked and his mind and focus was deeply invested in observing the head. It was as if his soul had been ensnared and bewitched. The frozen images of wretched spirits trying to claw out of that head's eyes while it cried silver tears had left a deep imprint on his soul.
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"Yes. It is," Yan Zaizen answered. He had sent the last bit of needed soul essence into the vortex. His normally bright and energetic countenance looked drained and somewhat dry. He had been exhausted, and even traces of his soulforce for this clone had been sent into the vortex. He had to ensure the most sturdiest of foundations, so that it may transform into a powerful base for his Infernal Path.
Lin Feilin looked at the exhausted-looking Yan Zaizen and felt a thumping of her heart. A surge of concern and pain emerged in her eyes as she flew over. "Are you okay?"
Yan Zaizen smiled and comforted her with assurances. His weakness was temporary, and furthermore, his soul cultivation wasn't important for his plans. For this endeavour, only the Herculean Path and Infernal Path were his options. If his soul energy could've helped, how could his original soul be trapped?
"Let's go." Yan Zaizen used his vital energies to coat his body and flew away. He wasn't fast or steady, but he maintained a passive expression. Lin Feilin's concern only increased when she witnessed this.
The only time she had seen Yan Zaizen like this was on that fateful day where he nearly cultivated himself to death in the Eight Extremes Mountain Range, their base of operation. She bit her soft lips and flew after him.
Old Man Bo was ensnared by the sights, but when Yan Zaizen arrived next to him, his eyes flashed an amber-gold light for a brief moment and he regained his sanity and sense. Deeply shocked, he looked around and saw Yan Zaizen and Lin Feilin fly away.
After stumbling a bit, he hastily followed.
Yan Zaizen felt even more tired. He couldn't even use his soul cultivation to extricate Old Man Bo from his situation, but had to rely on the latent Dao energy within his body accumulated from the year of cultivation to do so. Luckily, that was possible or Old Man Bo would've lost his soul to this head.
As for the head, it already seemed more transparent as the seconds passed. Yan Zaizen had taken away its soul energy fuel, so it was going to rapidly dissipate and truly experience death. Whether it'll go into the reincarnation cycle of the Heavens or Hell, even he didn't know.
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Three days later.
Yan Zaizen was meditating on the main deck of the skyship. In a realm like the Xiantu Realm, a minor realm, its resources were little and insignificant. Yan Zaizen had to rely on his own efforts to convert the essence of Heaven and Earth into soul energy. This type of conversion had a tremendous loss.
Firstly, he had to refine the essence into soul energy, and then into his own soul essence. This two-fold refinement caused great loss, and without the Black Hole, and the sparse environment of the Xiantu Realm, he hadn't even recovered a single percentage of his lost soul essence yet.
It was tiring. If he kept at it, it'll take two hundred years to fully recover. Normally, he could use time laws to accelerate this, but with his original body, insights, and Heavenly Shrine elsewhere, how could he gain access to such a luxury?
Therefore, he had only one option in hopes this drained state was temporary:
The Anima Syndicate!
"We're here!" Old Man Bo announced.
"Bark! Bark!"
Yan Zaizen's originally shut eyes snapped open, but unlike before, his amber-gold eyes were dim and without much presence. His soul was too exhausted to exert his normal exuberant state. The soul was the driving force for all sorts of powers, including his Dao.
At his right, a red glow the size of a baseball was floating beside him calmly. This was his Hell Altar. It hadn't obtained a true form yet, lacking shape, but the Infernal Energy was already condensed and gathered. It simply required one more step.
Similar to Heavenly Shrines, the design of it was usually determined by its cultivator. When he was in the Asura Phantom Realm, he saw a legitimate Hell Altar shaped as its name, an altar with multiple levels. However, that was the standard form.
For example, Yan Zaizen's Heavenly Shrine is a pyramid, but he had seen pagodas, swords, even rivers.
From the onset, he needed to make a completed outline with all eighteen levels. Then and only then can he be considered an Infernal Forger. Furthermore, this was an external object until he completed it, absorbed it into his soul and became an Infernal Immortal.
Of course, whether he could reach that level was unsure.
With the Anima Syndicate near, he decided to, well, decide. He had two options he was keen to.
First Option: A Hell Altar in the shape of a pyramid, a mirror-like representation of his Heavenly Shrine. By making every floor two levels, he could establish a balance.
This option was simple and direct. However, he felt unsatisfied. The Infernal Path and Heavenly Path may seem like opposites, but he didn't think so. He felt that the Fiendgod Path was the more direct opposite of the Infernal Path, so doing it like this lacked originality and felt like he was pushing an agenda.
Second Option: Hell Armor!
Yes, a construct of eighteen pieces.
Yan Zaizen felt more satisfied with this option. This armor would be constructed with eighteen pieces: two boots, two shinguards, two gloves, two bracers, two shoulderpads, body armor, leggings, helmet, two curved horns atop the helmet, and two wings.
This only totalled seventeen, but the final one would be the connective frame, merging then all into a single whole! Each piece would be the embodiment of Hell, an expression of infernal power.
The more he thought about this, the more he felt certain. His image of an Infernal, a warrior of Hell, was of this. Since he would one day venture into Hell, and if need be, slaughtering his way to Pinaka, he was even more enthused.
His eyes blazed with endless inspiration and blazing flames of passion. With a thought, the red blow seemed to respond and brighten. Slowly but surely, it was forming his mental image, forging itself into a Hell!
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8 135Martial King’s Lewd Dreams (Haitus)
There was once a man. He loved women as much as loved alcohol. His dream in the pugilistic world of the Murim? Of course... The man’s purpose was to get that booty. Whether it be by hook or by crook! The thing is that... He’s weak! His Martial Spirit couldn’t even break a rock, and he was too old to be accepted into any Sects (denying those over 13). It was a poor livelihood that made him want to cry... Beauties of Mount Hua, he was dashing indeed! Why don’t you measure his ‘third sword’ instead of his ‘first sword’? Alas... Life was truly cruel. He was known as your average scum until one fateful day. He’d never once thought he’d come across a situation where a woman was being bullied. Wasn’t that reserved for the Martial Heroes? Regardless, it was time for him to get into action and show his grit! Don’t underestimated a horny bastard! He’d slap you with his third sword and leave you guys to rot! He fought... but ended up losing his life. The woman he saved wanted to thank him, but the grim reaper was already asking for his credentials. That’s when his fate finally turned: “The damage to your heart is extensive. Will you accept me into your soul as a parasitic-“ “Are you a female?” “...Yes.” “Then please make yourself at home, Milady~” This is how he became a Martial King with lewd dreams.
8 180Stairway to Heaven
Humans are complicated, awfully fragile beings, far too weak to survive amid the other extraterrestrials that lie dormant across the galaxies. Instead of physical altercations, they would rather engage in verbal abuse, breaking an individual's psyche as a hobby. They excel at deception and manipulation, far too interested in bringing their brothers and sisters down and reaching for the top of their self-made hierarchies. Beyond their questionable nature and moral compasses, they long to find meaning in their lives and put names to the feelings that drive each passing moment. They are insatiable—far too greedy for more knowledge and a supposed understanding of their lives. It's pitiable, really, the way they struggle to find themselves while ravaging their kind through petty wars and conflicts built off of misunderstanding. Humans are complicated, awfully fragile beings. They created words and languages to fill the holes that lived inside their souls, desperate for ways to find meaning in their incredibly short lifespans. They'll waste their entire lives trying to find their so-called passions and reasons for living, acting as if they truly rule the way their lives go, supposed "controllers of their own destiny." Yet, they cannot evade the inevitable visit from death, who stands next to them, ticking the seconds down until their demise.
8 98Love You In My Mind // Sirius Black
Freya loves Sirius Black, but is too scared to tell him. * * * * Can I just love you in my heart, love you in my mind?Or do I have to find the guts to say it to your eyes?Can I just love you in my heart, love you in my mind?Cause that's where we as stars align...Marauders Era(And I think this is a rollercoaster of emotions, so be prepared and I'm sorry) Best rankings:#1 in siriusblack (17.11.2021) (sooo crazyyyyy eeeeek) #1 in harrypotter (12.1.2022) (THAT'S EVEN INSANE-ER OMFG) #1 in Lupin (5.01.2022) and #1 in remuslupin (2.4.2022)#1 in marauders and marauders era (15.1.2022)#1 in Hogwarts (18.1.2022)#1 in Gryffindor (3.7.2022) #1 in Hufflepuff (13.7.2022) #1 in Ravenclaw (3.8.2022)#7 IN FANFICTION (21.8.2022)PLS PPL I'M ON CLOUD NINE Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter belongs to you-know-who, I only own my OCs and their stories.The cover was made by me, but I've taken the image from the internet.
8 85Campaign: A Project Starfarer Sidestory
This novel’s lore, story and characters are entirely fictitious. Certain long-standing countries, institutions, organizations, agencies, and public offices are mentioned, but their histories and the characters involved are wholly imaginary. "What will you do with your freedom?"Growing up in a meritocracy, infamous for being lawless, Jordan Astros had been repeatedly asked this question, since times unmemorable. In a society where one's accomplishments and skills were tallied and ranked in order to determine one's standard of living however, Jordan quickly grew to understand that 'freedom,' was a reward earned by accumulating Merit. And so, after his 17th birthday, Jordan departed his Clan's habitat in orbit of Europa to embark on his century-long journey to rise from E-Ranker to S-Rank. And spread his name throughout the Galilean Powers. *** Campaign is a sidestory within its NanoPunk parent series, Project Starfarer. (Yet to be published. Be on the lookout for it!) In which the first transhuman known to humanity, the Starfarer, invokes a plan to seed terrestrial life throughout the galaxy. Campaign takes place around the middle of that timeline and explores the life of a key figure in that universe, Jordan Astros. And explores one of four great nations thriving in the Solar System during that time. A Meritocracy that spans Jupiter and its 79 moons, The Galilean Powers. What you'll find in Campaign: Brutal melee combat in airless and pressurized low gravity environments. A technology based progression system influenced by merit and accomplishments; using tech that's theoretically possible to exist in the near-future. An exploratory perspective of the dozens of Galilean societies, or 'Powers,' from Jordans; and sometimes others', POV. What you wont find: Romance. Harems. An MC who receives shortcuts, handouts, learns things unnaturally fast or has OP plot armor. Jordan is not a special individual. Jordan is not OP and he likely never will be. He's no different than any other citizen in the Galilean Powers and will certainly face as many defeats as he does wins. He'll suffer losses and grow as an individual, while the Powers evolves around him as well. This is semi-hard sci-fi/NanoPunk and takes place in a fictional version of our future solar system. Centered around technology that's plausible in the near-centuries to come. Everything abides by the laws of physics/thermodynamics (As best that I understand them, at least. I'm no scientist.) No artificial gravity, inertial dampeners, teleportation, FTL, or hand-wavy materials will be found in the Project Starfarer universe. Just advanced automation, nanotechnology, cybernetics and AI. Set in the backdrop of space. *I do not own the photo used for the cover*
8 249Edge of Glory | Supergirl 1
Katherine-Katie- Schott, twin sister to Winslow-Winn Schott, is the best friend of Kara Danvers, AKA Supergirl. Katherine becomes ensnared with Kara's life, helping and being there for her. The young girl soon begins to work alongside Kara and becomes endangered by the aliens who were sent there for Kara. Leah Grant, who is actually Kara's cousin from Krypton, known by her and Clark as Ka-El. She appears when she hears the news about Supergirl, knowing well that it was her cousin. As she becomes part of her life, she becomes part of Katherine and Winn's lives.
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