《Regressor Kiara: Heaven Inception》Chapter 9: Pran
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Bang——!
The air froze, before surging into a single direction.
Kiara felt the rushing air pushing her towards the house.
Was it an explosion? I definitely heard something.
Kiara looked at the house.
Mental energy surged and strengthened her body.
After grabbing on a tree did she only stop being dragged away.
Although the trees also swayed, they stood their ground.
She strengthened her vision, trying to look at the inside of the house.
To no result at all.
The insides of the house was protected by a black layer that normal vision couldn't penetrate.
If she had mana, she might be able to find a way to view what is happening inside, but she did not.
She stopped circulating mental power.
If I can't see at a distance, I will just look at it personally.
Kiara thought.
After grabbing an incoming fruit being dragged by the force, she took a bite out of it.
Her face twisted.
It's still the same taste...
Mental power surged towards her legs.
Bang—!
Kiara disappeared on the spot.
Crack——
A fractures appeared on the branch she stood from.
...
Kiara appeared outside the house.
She approached the door and pulled.
It didn't budge.
Kiara frowned.
She went around the house to look for entrances.
There's nothing.
She tried punching the walls, but they didn't even shake.
The door is also the same.
"..."
Kiara stared at the black film inside.
I should try at least once.
Kiara circulated the mental power throughout her body.
It moved around her body, with every circulation doubling the mental power.
After five circulations did she only feel that her body can't take it.
She formed a martial stance, right first on her waist.
The multiplied mental power flowed into her right fist, forming a transparent glowing glove.
If you zoom in, you could see strands of mental strings rotating throughout the form.
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Kiara groaned.
She stepped forward.
Krrk—
The ground cracked.
HA—!
Her fist moved.
She could hear the sound of air gathering around her fist.
—
—BANG——!
Her fist met the door.
Ripples formed from the point where she punched.
The whole house was full of ripples like water.
It was like the whole house is water.
There was no damage, not even a scratch.
...
Kiara breathed out.
That one punch significantly drained her mental powers.
Just a little more, and her reserves would hit half capacity.
Although it multiplied her punch thirty two times already, it only made ripples.
What kind of place this is?
Kiara could only wait until it ends.
She waited outside for an hour before deciding to cultivate.
It doesn't look like it's going to end soon.
Kiara thought, revolving mental power throughout her body.
She started another round of body strengthening.
...
One day passed.
Kiara opened her eyes and stared at the wooden house.
It's still covered in a black layer of film.
It's even thicker now.
The black film inside before is now seeping into the walls, visible outside.
She stood up and stretched.
The sound of bone cracking and muscle stretching came from her body.
She's nearing the limit of her strengthening without doing bone reformation.
Her bones are now going to receive strain if she uses her full power.
As for mental power, it only improved a little.
She already cultivated mental power after her second death, so after her next lifetimes, she already improved by bounds.
Improving a little is already a strain on her time.
She couldn't cultivate her bones though, so she trained her mental power.
Kiara glanced at the creeping black film, before walking towards the forest.
"..."
Her stash of fruits are already finished.
...
Kiara came back, the sun already going down.
She scouted another part of the forest and found a few trees to pluck fruits from.
The downside is that it's far.
That's why she only finished now.
She did name the fruits eventually.
They're called pran now.
As for how she thought of it...
She had a brain tumor activation.
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