Mystical Journey

It was a three-story small house with sharp metal spikes around it, gleaming with a subtly chilly radiation. It looked like a toy being placed on the ground.

“This will be our temporary base for the following week. Remember to mark the coordinates here. After one week, you can return to this place to take a rest. Remember, after you guys are done with your mission, the golden light tracker will automatically teleport you to where I am, no matter where you are.” Jedi continued to explain, as long as they were still on the edge of the void battlefield, they would be able to instantly return to this place. “After that, I bring you guys back to the sect’s headquarters.”

“Leader, can we know where to find the Void Amoeba?” One of the five people finally spoke. “Which sects are considered as our enemy?”

The one who spoke was Barphil, the new Three Hearted disciple of the great elders. The fairly pretty woman asked with a very respectful tone and a tender voice and gave people a very comfortable feeling.

“Void Amoebas are generally invisible. They will only show themselves when they are leeching on a strong creature, or when they disguise as your companion. Hehe, you will have to look for it yourself. They like to stay in warm and humid places. As for the hostile sects? In this place, other than yourself, everyone else might be your enemy, even if someone from a huge sect were to die in this place, nobody will be looking into it. Do you understand?”

Once Jedi finished talking, he went straight into the small house, slammed the door and no longer paid attention to them.

Garen’s vigilantly distanced himself from the four of them, and the rest of them consciously or unconsciously formed groups. Barphil and Voss went together while March remained alone. Meanwhile, the guy with the mustache, Lonray walked towards Garen.

“Want to form a group?” he asked with a deep voice.

“No.” Garen shook his head.

Lonray nodded, turned around and walked towards March. March also shook his head coldly and refused.

Previously, Jedi had already made it clear that the Void Amoeba had the ability to disguise themselves as their companion. Therefore, under such circumstances, having a companion might be burdensome. And since each of them was very confident about themselves, they simply preferred to be alone.

Among the five of them, everyone was on Level Five, and no one reached the Resonance Level yet. They were considered the weakest Three Hearted team ever.

In a small house not too far away, Jedi saw how the five of them did not form a team, and he had a mocking look on his face.

“They are looking to kill themselves. With only that level of strength, they do not want to form a team? They have no one to blame even if they died! They can only blame themselves for being stupid.”

He shook his head, turned around and make himself tea. He could not care less about what they do.

Either way, after entering the void battlefield, death or injuries were bound to happen. It would be up to them to stay alive or dead.

It was only after they passed this test would they be eligible to become a true three-hearted.

Garen was alone, he gave March one last look before entering the void battlefield. Since life and death did not matter in this place, it would be his best chance to kill March.

When he was in Planet Naga, if it weren’t for March, he would not have to fight someone to death.

“But most importantly, I need to digest the power of inheritance and go to the black market at the edge of the void battlefield… it will be the best place for me to exchange the stolen goods from Ron and Barrow’s into resources that I need!”

Garen had it all planned out in his mind.

If everything went well, entering the void battlefield should greatly benefit him. It would not be easy digesting the power of inheritance, and he still required some auxiliary materials. The gleam of the power of inheritance that he got from the secret scroll was being stored in his body. It only played a supporting role when he used the magic sword, Sunlight. He had not fully internalized it yet.

During the few days that he was at the headquarters, he spent all his time researching on how to absorb the gleam of the power of inheritance that he obtained from the secret Ice magic scroll.

After all, it was something that Ron and Barrow of the Two-moon Level were after. They disguised themselves as someone who went there for work, but they secretly made a move to steal the secret scroll. The reason for that was to prevent the news from spreading and prevent more people from fighting for it.

The origin of the power of inheritance was the true essence of an Inherited Level expert. Once absorbed into the body, Garen believed that he should be able to instantly condense a core and get to the New-moon Resonance Level. It would also ease the process of him getting to a higher level.

After all, this was the origin of an Inherited Level expert. The thing about origin was that, once a tiny gleam is lost, nothing could ever make up for it. It was extremely precious. It determined the level of the quantity and quality of an energy machinist’s willpower. After absorbing it, it could enhance the quantity and quality of one’s willpower.

When Garen thought about that, he quickly turned around and walked away, ignoring the icy gaze coming from March.

The black ground stretched forward, and tall and straight meat pillars could be seen everywhere. The meat pillars moved around subtly as if they were living creatures; they breathed in and exhaled puffs of black smoke.

From time to time, they made a snoring sound.

After roughly 10 minutes, Garen made sure that he had completely left the assembly point. It was only after that did he stop and curiously walk toward a meat pillar.

He reached out his hands to hit on the surface of the meat pillar, it was rough, warm, and slightly spiky.

Poof!

The sound of passing motion was heard from a close distance, and instantly, a strong stench caused Garen to take a few steps back.

Fortunately, no one saw that. Garen shook his head helplessly and quietly observed the meat pillar.

Suddenly, he pulled out a sword and heavily sliced through the meat pillar.

Oh!

Instantly, a one-meter-long wound appeared on the surface of the meat pillar. Black-colored blood could be seen pouring out of the wound, and the blood and slowly dripped downward. As soon as it touched the ground, it began to make a swishing rotting sound.

The eroded ground intensified the foul smell of the air.

“This is a skunk with absolutely no research value. What made you want to play with a garbage pillar that excretes wastes?” A cold sneer came from behind Garen.

Garen turned back and saw March walking toward him. He did not try to hide the homicidal intention on his face.

“Just you?”

March laughed and shook his head.

“Of course it’s just me. More people will just interrupt me from killing you, right?” He stood ten meters away from Garen. There were two green wristlets on both of his hands, and the green halo appeared to be abnormally eye-catching in this pitch black land.

“In such a short time, you have actually grown this much, if I were to let you continue growing, will I be able to hold you down in the future?” March stared at Garen, and a slight chill gathered around him, turned into smokes of white air and moved around slowly.

Tss!

Suddenly, March leaped rapidly like a cheetah towards Garen. A black slender dagger appeared in his hands that seemed as long as an ordinary dagger, and a pale, purple air current surrounded the dagger.

The purple dagger with a Level Ten Scarlet Snow Technique suddenly pierced towards Garen’s neck, along with an intense killing intention mixed with cold chills. It almost made Garen’s skin tighten, and had goosebumps all over.

With a swish sound, the attack missed and cut through the air right in front of Garen’s nose. The Scarlet Snow Technique and purple air current on the dagger were also being completely blocked by Garen’s Scarlet Snow Technique and Mid-level Five force field.

After March missed his attack, he frowned. The purple current on the blade was like a living creature which rapidly shot at Garen, turning into a tiny purple snake.

But, to his disappointment, the snake was once again defeated.

“Even if I haven’t reached the Resonance Level and merged into the martial art realm, you’re still too weak in close-ranged battles…” Garen looked calm as he constantly moved around to dodge March’s dagger attacks.

One of them was moving forward while another moved backward. Even after March moved his dagger continuously for 10 times, he did not even touch the edges of Garen’s shirt.

March’s movements gradually became more impatient and quick. But the more he did that, the more he could not get close to Garen, and that caused sweat to trickle down the tip of his nose.

“‘All you do is hide!?” He shouted loudly and took a step back instead of moving forward. “Seal!”

A white seal made out of ice shot out of his mouth with lightning speed, closely followed by the Scarlet Mist innate within the Scarlet Snow Technique.

The Scarlet Mist seemed to push the white ice seal towards Garen’s chest and hit him hard.

The sudden explosive power helped March make a breakthrough in his Scarlet Snow Technique to Level Eleven.

“Ice Seal?” Garen instantly recognized this killing move technique. In the Scarlet Snow Sect, there were three most well-known killing moves, the Ice Seal, the Great Cold Night Fist and the Demon’s Blade.

The Demon’s Blade was famous because of its great strength, but its training requirements were extremely stringent. If one could successfully master it, their strength could generally be increased by two to three times, which was very powerful. It was originally not that well-known, but because Carthage killed thirteen same level disciples in the void battlefield, it made this killing skills extremely famous.

The second was the Great Cold Night Fist, which was the killing move used by Ron. It was being divided into several levels, and the final level was the Critical Great Cold Night Fist, and it could increase one’s strength by two levels.

The third was the Ice Seal used by March this time. It was the most common Three Hearted killing move. It could increase one’s strength by one level. However, because it was very easy to learn, it was very popular among the Three Hearted disciples. Among the other sects, the Ice Seal was almost the iconic fighting technique of the Scarlet Snow Sect.

As for the general killing moves, it would be great to be able to fully express its explosive power and not to mention the increase in strength. Usually, the killing moves that were able to increase one’s strength would be kept as a secrets technique in various sects.

This was also why an ordinary energy machinist might be defeated by an energy machinist from another sect, even if his level was higher than the other.

This was also the main reason why energy machinists hoped to join a sect.

When faced with March’s Ice Seal, the look on Garen’s face did not change. He quickly threw a black, curved blade and accurately hit the center of the Ice Seal.

“Dual prison lock!”

Garen’s curved blade, which was giving out black smoke, heavily hit on the Ice Seal.

With a clang, the Ice Seal shattered into countless ice pieces, falling everywhere and exploding between the both of them.

Garen’s Dual Prison Lock was stunned for a short moment, and the remaining half of its power went straight towards March.

Strangely, the black gas on the blade split into two slender chains and unknowingly appeared behind March like a flash of light. Suddenly, it tightly held March in place.

This was the true power of the Dual Prison Lock. As one of the killing moves of the Demon’s Blade, not only did it have a frightening lethality, but it also increased the Scarlet Snow Technique by one level. Primarily, it was used to chain its enemy down.