945 Cutting
Alex moved away from the location with the space aura and went outside where he couldn’t feel space at all.
He was still capable of using the dao to teleport, so he did so and appeared quite a bit far away.
He called out both Pearl and Whisker in this location with barely any aura or intent and had the two of them train by themselves, while he trained on his own thing.
Alex then brought out a sword, his sword, and prepared himself. He closed his eyes and visualized cutting space to open the crack.
The act of cutting, the act of separating one thing into many was something Alex clearly understood. That was how he learned the Dao in the first place.
However, to cut something, he didn’t just need to know how to cut but also what he was cutting. And as of yet, he didn’t entirely understand space as an entity, or otherwise, he would’ve already gained a Dao.
Still, he tried. He opened his eyes and swung his sword in front of him with no Qi or aura aiding him except the Dao of cutting.
The air in front of him split into two and refused to join back until Alex let go of his intent, but the space was forever intact.
“Once again,” he thought and tried again.
He took a deep breath and prepared as well as he could before cutting, but the cut simply didn’t touch space at all.
‘Wait, can I not cut space at all? Sure I’m not too familiar with Space as well as I would like to be, but I should have improved by now right? I could cut space already before, so why am I failing now?’ he thought.
One thing was obvious why he was failing. Before, he had an already manipulated space with which he interacted. However, now he had to cut a solid space that was very stable and that he found impossible.
If he wanted to cut it, then he needed to find a way to make it unstable.
“Hmm… can I use the same space aura I used before?” Alex thought. He closed his eyes and reached deep within himself, the place where, for some reason, he had space aura.
He had been using it unknowingly this whole time, but after coming to the Ancient Battlefield, he had understood its existence. He was still unsure why it existed, but that was a mystery he would solve some other time.
He pulled out some space aura from himself and it landed on his blade. Then, he opened his eyes and swung the sword.
Suddenly, Alex felt it. The feedback on his sword as it passed through something other than air. It cut through space itself.
Alex saw the space cut in half, separated from itself. However, when he looked inside it, there was nothing to see.
He frowned. He had somehow cut the space in two, but that had only resulted in the space being separated. There was no crack in space.
Alex frowned. The space rejoined to become whole again once he let his intent disappear and tried again.
Once again, he tried to cut space to create the crack, but he was incapable of doing so. Somehow, he could only cut space and space alone.
Alex tried seeing what the difference was and realized that the cut space had a thickness to it that Alex could feel. When viewed by the side, Alex could see nothing different, but when he touched it, he could feel his hands refusing to pass the barrier without some effort.
Once the space reforged again, his hand passed through as if there was nothing there, to begin with.
“Why can’t I create the crack though?” Alex wondered. He returned to the crack’s location and spent a week or so trying to understand it again.
However, no matter how much he cultivated there, he couldn’t understand why he wasn’t able to create a crack himself. Was he missing something?
After trying for a while longer, Alex decided to stop this fruitless endeavor and decided to leave for some other place where he would be more successful.
He wondered if going back to the gorge was any good or not. After all, he had already learned Sword Aura. Anything else he would be doing there would be trying to handle the intent, which there was plenty of everywhere, especially in the sky.
“Although it might be better to go there just in case I learn more about Sword from there,” Alex thought. So, along with Pearl and Whisker, he made his way back towards the gorge.
Along the way, Pearl practiced his teleportation skill. He was capable of teleporting only up to 150 meters away, as opposed to Alex’s over 500 meters.
Alex concluded that the difference was because of his Intent. If Pearl improved his intent more, then he would definitely be capable of teleporting further.
Whisker teleported around to show off his skill too. Alex praised him quite a lot for what he was doing. Whisker had gotten quite good at using the Flickering Shadows technique.
As they walked, Alex was surprised when something suddenly entered his limited spiritual sense range. He hadn’t increased its range as it felt intrusive to everyone that he came across.
So, when the thing that came into his vision did, he couldn’t help but be surprised.
There was also the fact that this place had static air that barely transported sounds and aura, so he couldn’t even hear or feel the thing entering.
Alex’s eyes saw the thing before his senses could figure it out. His hands started moving in response, almost automatically, as he lift them up to catch it.
He caught the eagle that was sent flying towards him and saved it. The eagle cried out in pain, and Alex thought he had held it too tightly, but it turned out that it was simply in pain from the wounds on its body.
“Where did you come from?” Alex asked the wounded beast. The eagle tried moving around, but it was too hurt.
The eagle tried to speak, but the pain only made it screech further. Alex quickly brought out some pastes and applied it on the beast.
The eagle felt immediate relief and could finally speak up.
“My master! He’s in trouble. Please help him,” the beast said. It was only then that Alex realized that the beast was in the Saint realm.
‘A saint realm beast huh?’ he thought. He wondered when Pearl would enter the Saint realm too.
“Alright, where’s your master?” Alex asked.
The eagle moved its wings in a direction and Alex flew there immediately. Whisker got on top of Pearl and followed as fast as he could as well, but he lagged a bit behind.
When Alex flew for a bit, he saw something far away. 4 people surrounded a single man on the floor that was already bloody and bruised.
He went even faster, and the others noticed his arrival.
Alex stopped not far away from the battle and looked at the group in confusion. After all, both the attackers and the victim wore the same purple robe.
They were all from the same sect.