Chapter 331: Wood Element (1/2)
Gravis was really surprised when he saw the High Priest entering his Spirit. That was possible?
Gravis scratched his chin in thought. ”How did you manage to get here?” he asked with interest. ”Is that also a perk of the Unity Realm?”
The High Priest had already won, so he didn't mind explaining. ”I cultivate the wood element.”
”Wood element?” Gravis asked, surprised. ”I've never heard of this element.”
The High Priest snorted in arrogance. ”Because I've annihilated the Wood Sect some decades ago.”
”And why would you do that? You must've had a really good reason to kill your old home,” Gravis asked.
The High Priest was a little surprised how well Gravis took the situation. Didn't he realize that he was about to die? ”You're right. I thought of the Wood Sect as my home. I had a powerful and selfless master. I had many friends that I considered as my family,” the High Priest said in revery.
”Yet, as soon as I told them that I was a Heavenborn,” the High Priest sounded more aggressive now. ”They all abandoned me. They called me a traitor and shunned me. I never forgot the cold look my master gave me and the fearful and distant looks of my friends.”
”I thought that I could still see the Sect as my home, but I was proven wrong,” the High Priest said coldly. ”But as soon as I showed even an inkling of being from somewhere else, they threw me away like trash. In their eyes, I was not worthy of being part of their Sect.”
”So,” the High Priest said coldly. ”I killed them, every single one of them. They threw me away like trash, so I showed them who actually was the trash. As soon as I became the High Priest, I annihilated their whole Sect. Father wasn't happy about that, but he needed his High Priest. That's how I became the only wood cultivator left in this world.”
”Interesting,” Gravis said while scratching his chin, ”and how does your wood element help you to enter my Spirit Space?”
The High Priest smirked triumphantly. ”The wood element uses the Spirit and the soul as its weapon. Trees and plants are nature. Therefore, wood cultivators are very in sync with the world's inherent spirituality. All of our attacks are focused on the Spirit, in comparison to all the other elements.”
The High Priest grandly gestured to his surroundings. ”I've gathered all my power into my body and Spirit. With my gathered power, I entered your Spirit while the remainder stays outside to protect my body from any attacks.”
The High Priest snorted again. ”Young animals really don't know danger. You still look unafraid, even though your death is certain. Let me enlighten you about the current situation. Maybe you will realize your danger then.”
The High Priest crossed his arms with an arrogant smirk. ”As soon as you reach the Unity Realm, your body, Spirit, and Magic all get quadrupled.” Then, he pointed at Gravis. ”You only have your Spirit to help you in here, which could be considered as having the power of one Spirit.”
”Yet, I, by gathering my power, have a Spirit that is six times stronger than you right now. My Spirit has six times the amount of Magic than yours in here. My Spirit and will can overpower your weak Spirit. Magic clashes against Magic, and with more Magic, I can simply devour your Spirit. You just don't have enough Magic to overpower me.”
Gravis continued scratching his chin as he listened to the High Priest's monologue. ”Interesting,” he said, ”so, you actually don't have any idea about how I cultivate and how I reached the Self Stage so quickly.”
The High Priest only snorted. ”So you have some techniques, big deal. All these special cultivation techniques from your higher world won't help you in here. Without your Magic and body, you can't make use of them. Just accept your death.”
Gravis nodded. ”Alright. Thanks for answering my questions. You can start now,” Gravis said nonchalantly.
The High Priest furrowed his brows at Gravis' lack of fear. Was Gravis actually incapable of feeling fear? Was that why he was able to temper himself to this extent?
The High Priest sighed. ”I wanted you to at least show me some fear, but I guess, in the end, it doesn't really matter.”
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