Chapter 294: A massive amount of explosives (2/2)

“This is indeed somewhat difficult!” Han Shuo muttered. He was unable to gather the requisite mental force and turn it into a tangible attack.

“The consciousness is formless, but its power limitless. The heart is the foundation of the attack. When the heart moves, the soul too, will move…”

Han Shuo suddenly recalled an incantation about the consciousness that was described in demonic magic. Upon reaching the separate demon realm, cultivators could distinctly sense their consciousness. The consciousness was actually reinforcement for the soul. Cultivators in the separate demon realm could transform their soul into their consciousness. They could live forever as long as this consciousness wasn’t completely destroyed.

Since the consciousness was a formless existence, the cultivator would gain many miraculous abilities once their soul transformed. The most basic benefit would be the ability to use their consciousness to sense movements in the surroundings. The sensitivity and scope depended on the strength of the cultivator’s consciousness. In a fight, the consciousness could form all kinds of exotic attacks, as long as it was strong enough. For instance, a mirage or a tangible attacks could manipulate the opponent’s mind, turning them into a puppet or have other amazing effects.

The consciousness could also attack the opponent’s soul like mental force, with much more varied and mysteriousness ways than a simple mental strength to attack. According to the demonic magic’s teachings about using consciousness to attack, Han Shuo vaguely felt that consciousness and mental force were similar in their uses.

The main difference was that the consciousness was the transformed soul of demonic cultivators, and was an important part of the foundation, like the demon infant. In fact, consciousness was even a bit more important. The demon infant was the source of his magical yuan. Once it was destroyed, a demonic practitioner would lose all of their power. They’d become an ordinary person once their body was void of magical yuan.

The consciousness was the soul of a demonic cultivator. They could still make use of their past experiences and expend time to build another demon infant if theirs was destroyed, as long as the consciousness was preserved. However once the consciousness was destroyed, cultivators would have their souls disperse into nothingness, leaving behind no traces in this world. Mental force was similar to the concept of demon infant. Once completely lost, a mage would, at most, lose their ability to gather magic elements and cast magic spells. They would just become an ordinary person instead of losing their life.

In the cemetery of death, Han Shuo was constantly contemplated, particularly with regards to attacking with his consciousness. He carefully sifted through his understanding and seemed to gradually grasp a clue. When he completely focused all of his mental strength in a calm state of mind, a thought flashed through his head. The mental force churned fiercely, giving birth to a wondrous resonance.

Han Shuo quickly chanted an incantation at this moment. A strange force appeared from who knew where and swiftly merged with his mental force. A kind of wave spread out like water ripples.

“Mm, that’s some improvement. Just a little bit more!” Han Shuo breathed out a whisper. Just now, he’d felt his mental force form a tangible attack. However, since there was no soul in front of him, his attack had no target, so he was unable to truly test its effectiveness.

“It seems I need to find a live test subject!” Han Shuo muttered to himself as he thought for a moment. He left the cemetery of death when he found that it was already somewhat late.

Han Shuo went straight to the Boozt Merchant Guild without prior notice. He found Phoebe in her room and asked, “How goes it?”

“I’ve managed to collect a few. However, due to the short timing and explosives being dangerous, prohibited goods in the Empire, the amount I collected wasn’t enough to destroy a small mountain. Mm, if you can give me a little bit more time, I can go look in some cities farther away.” Phoebe looked helplessly at Han Shuo, speaking somewhat apologetically.

“There’s not enough time. Just gather as many as possible then. Mm, this matter would best be kept secret, otherwise trouble may arise.” Han Shuo said with a frown.

“Rest assured, I used some small businesses and acquired them in great secrecy through batches. I think there should be no problems.” Phoebe replied.

Phoebe’s space ring then shone nonstop. A carefully wrapped bundle of explosives appeared in Phoebe’s hand and was placed into Han Shuo’s space ring. When Phoebe finished handing over all of them, she finally asked, “Bryan, what do you intend to do? You don’t want to destroy Brettel City, do you?”

“This has nothing to do with Brettel City. I haven’t even gone there yet.” Han Shuo casually answered. He hugged Phoebe and gave her a kiss before saying with a smile, “Alright, don’t worry about me, I know what my limits are.”

Han Shuo hurriedly left the Boozt Merchant Guild beneath Phoebe’s surprised gaze. He returned to the cemetery of death through the transportation matrix and quickly flew to the mountain valley with the mithril mine.