9 The Multiple Intents. (1/2)
A mystical tugging force enveloped the group as their vision shifted to a starry sky. Blues and reds dotted the starry sky in the form of numerous strings strung together, however before they could even comprehend the surreal sight the world got blinded by a force that stretched existence itself. Those strings in the sky trembled, causing one to fling itself at them. It wrapped and strung around them with incomprehensible motions before a tugging force erupted on the string and hurled them upwards.
Time didn't seem to follow the naturals laws as their minds blanked and an overwhelming chasm of red and blue engulfed them.
*PSSH*
”Huh?”
Confusion and nausea overtook the group as they suddenly found themselves on a platform. There were numerous platforms like this which were enough to count in the thousands. On top of these platforms, hundreds of mystical lights lit up before propelling people onto them with dull thuds. The rate only increased as a terrifying amount of people filled the area.
Contrary to what most would expect, the platforms weren't on clouds but on a solid metal. The metal shined from time to time and emitted illusionary depictions of strange and luminescent beasts, yet whenever you tried to look at them they would just fade out of existence.
On Su Min's platform, the old man had a neutral expression whilst Qiu Jin, Yi Zan and the sword youth were all vomiting non-stop. Su Min, on the other hand, was deathly pale, yet he didn't vomit as that strange intent seemed to be able to absorb some of the force. It was like a cushion, protecting him.
Su Min eyes blazed as the remnants of that tyrannical aura was shattered. However, his body was having a considerably arduous time and had been exhausted. Due to this, he felt that if he hadn't attained that sliver of intent from the book, then he most likely would've undergone severe bodily damage, which put him in a cold sweat.
'I hope that I get some rest before the tournament...'
He knew that he needed to strengthen his body as quickly as possible, and the only way for him to do that was to make himself go through an exercise that would make anyone go wild from pain.
He already had an idea of what to do, although it made his body quiver; like it telling to never do such a thing.
As Su Min was being hopeful, the world seemed to tremble as, out of nowhere, a completely black chasm ripped into space above them. Two middle-aged men walked out of the chasm, containing an aura that made everyone hold their breaths.
One of the men wore a red robe who seemed to distort space around him with an intense heat, whilst the other had a blue robe and countered the heat with a refreshing aura.
Despite this, the sky still trembled and shifted colour due to this fierce but passive clash of auras, causing beautiful blues and reds to flutter in the atmosphere, forming delicate azures, albeit terrifying.
The red-robed man didn't even gaze at them and just spoke to them with an insufferable arrogance that reached right into his bones.
”I, Elder Du Fang, of the Du brand in Dojo Limitless announce the official change in statuses of all of you! From now on, you are no longer considered mortals but as Disciples! Although, those who don't succeed in the tournament can only be servants.”