Chapitre 57: Chapter 57 Firestorm body
Time flies past in the blink of an eye, yet Nightin felt like only a short moment had passed. It had already been three months since he entered the portal as he gained the ability to control the firestorm.
As the wind and fire elements wrapped themselves around his sword, they intersected with each other and form a destructive firestorm. From now on, every single sword of his will carry the traits of a firestorm, clean destruction at its greatest.
Even so, he wasn't contended with this just yet. What Nightin visualises, is the firestorm being a part of his body instead of just his sword. He wants the firestorm to be at its own will and change his constitution.
Even though Lin Ming might be able to refine and make some elixirs which can improve his cultivation talent, there's a limit to how far a mortal body can go in the cultivation path.
But if the firestorm changes his body constitution to that of it, his future would be unpredictable, it was another unprecedented path which definitely wouldn't be expected. One has to know that the body's constitution is usually fixed since birth, changing it would be akin to plucking the stars off the night sky.
A person's body constitution can be divided into four different tiers which are known as Mortal, Copper, Silver and Gold respectively.
Ayden's body constitution itself was enough to place him in the high silver tier, if he manages to comprehend the law of Water to a high enough stage, his constitution would definitely reach the Gold tier as he purifies himself.
As for Nightin, he was confident about the firestorm which he would be guiding into his body. He would make his body the catalyst for both fire and wind which shouldn't be together, them being together would only cause destruction within his body.
Even so, Nightin was willing to take the risk as he tell himself "Nightin, this is your only chance to change your constitution. If you don't step onto this path, your path would end at the Martial Lord realm!"
Ever since that day, he had been guiding the hurricanes of flames into his body slowly as they fought against each other within him. In the first attempt, he threw out blood the moment they entered his body, forcing him to step and recover from the internal injury.
Only at the twenty seventh attempt which took him two months, did he bring the first bit of firestorm into his body, almost losing his life in the dangerous process.
He felt as if his body was on fire which was being amplified by the wind, his flesh was burning both on the inside and outside, the blades of wind cutting at his sensitive flesh as blood spurts out from his body. His mind became fuzzy as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
Clutching his chest, he slowly crawled forward, into the middle of that firestorm. It was where the core of the firestorm laid, he had to take the risk and make it his no matter what.
After entering the core of the blazing hurricane, he was enveloped in a world of flames which was slicing his skin every moment. He could feel his skin splitting apart while the wind was cutting at his flesh from outside and within,it was a burning yet piercing experience which can never be described.
Soon, he gradually lost consciousness as he lied down in the world of flames, the only thing keeping him going was his mentality. After what felt like an eternity, he could feel the pain decreasing as he slowly stood up, his body had undergone a true rebirth.
When he tried to rotate his cultivation technique, he realised that it was more than ten times faster than the previous speed, this had already exceeded the limits of a gold tier body. Nightin clutched his fists as he told himself internally that he had overcame the first hurdle, what's next is just to repeat the process.
Taking out the Phoenix sword, he started to cultivate while training with his sword, in the world of wind of flames.
The firestorm seemingly came to life as a demon as it opened its mouth, attempting to devour Nightin. Nightin destroyed it with a simple swing of his sword as it brought about the traits of a firestorm, destroying the demon with what its body is made of.
At the side, a elder of the Voyager family who had just entered the cultivation realm was staring at Nightin while his jaws dropped, his eyeballs were already protruding from his eye sockets. "What the hell is this! Even a Martial Emperor like me can only cultivate at the border!"
Crushing the token and opportunity of cultivation he was given, he immediately headed towards the main hall to look for the family head. He had to tell everyone about this mysterious youth who had barged into their cultivation grounds and the impossible he was seeing.
Of course, Nightin was oblivious to all this as he continued swinging his sword, the firestorm was now a part of him. Everywhere his sword went, the wind sliced through the air as though as if it weren't there while the destructive fire strikes at the moment of contact.
If he were to attack with his sword, his opponent wouldn't know where he's attacking from as they wouldn't even sense it. The only way to know his presence is through detecting him with their mental energy. This however will only work for the Martial Saints, the Samsara law has made his mental energy rule above the other cultivators by a huge lead.
After a month has passed, Nightin himself was the firestorm. His cultivation has also soared to the peak of the Martial Spirit realm, the benefits the firestorm constitution brings about is so immense that his cultivation increase couldn't be stopped. Coupled with his strong foundation, he doesn't have to worry about making a rash breakthrough.
He has a feeling that he might be able to contend against the weakest Martial Kings, something which has never happened ever since the ancient era passed. A Martial King has ten times the spirit energy of a Martial Lord , which has ten times the spirit energy of a Martial Spirit.
His firestorm constitution alone however has already made up for the lack of it, alongside his four laws, it isn't impossible to defeat a Martial King. All he needed right now is the opportunity to breakthrough to the Martial Lord realm.
Stepping outside the portal, he left the upper realm as he returned back to reality, inside the tower made of gold. Harvard was resting at the fourth floor and dropped his tea on accident upon seeing a firestorm.
A portal had opened up in the fourth floor as it ignored the arrays laid out to prevent any intrusion. Firestorms shook the array on this floor as a figure stepped out from within it. The person was Nightin who was holding his Phoenix sword in hand with his hair which had changed in colour.
His hair was now long until they reached close to his wasit as his clean fringe covered his forehead without passing the eyebrows, his hair was or a mixture of red and green. The scarlet red and bottle green contrasted with each other which gave him a whole different look. The him right now could be described as handsome even among the best looking men.
As his leg stepped onto the ground, he raised his head and saw Harvard who was looking at him as though as if he has seen a ghost. Out of curiosity, he asked "Harvard, are you okay? Shouldn't you at least say hi to me?"
Harvard raised his index finger and pointed it towards Nightin while he took out a talisman in preparation to escape "Just who the hell are you!"
Harvard was sure that he has never seen such a handsome man in his life, not to mention that it was just a youth who was already at the Peak Martial Spirit realm.
Nightin looked into the glass mirror not far from here, only to be shocked by his own looks as well. He even started to doubt if he was seering himself. He could understand what Harvard was thinking right now as he hurriedly explain "Harvard, you don't have to worry. I'm Nightin, the youth who left with Waverly!"
Harvard exhaled as he kept the talisman while he slowly tried to calm his heart down. After some time passed, he told Nightin "Young lad, come over here for a moment."
Nightin did as told and walked towards Harvard and asked "What's the matter?"
Harvard started to tell Nightin "Have you heard about what your Nirvana sect who has been on fire recently?"
Nightin raised his eyebrows as he replied "What about them?"
Harvard started to tell Nightin about the great achievements and feats about the Nirvana sect and what they have exactly been doing recently.
The first was the Azure Dragons who were lead by Alexander and Abby. Rumors has it that the Azure Dragons were being led by a youth who was only half a step away from the Martial King realm His army was at a total strength of fifteen thousand and all of them were at the high grade Martial Master realm at least. All of them were close to the second grade or the Azure Dragon Law as well.
As for his personal army of hundred, all of them were high grade Martial Spirits with the strength to challenge a low grade Martial Lord. The below armies were divided into legions of five thousand man each and were led by middle grade Martial Spirits. All of them were spear users and were all third class spear wielders.
They had already conquered the southern continent and were acknowledged as the greatest force on land, it's said that they've already spread their hands out to the sea.
Next up was Lancelot, the mysterious great disciple of the Nirvana sect who's currently ranked twenty three among in the green dragon list. The green dragon list was where the strongest hundred youths at the Martial Lord realm lay.
Nightin interjected at this point "But Lancelot isn't at the Martial Lord realm right?"
Harvard looked at Nightin as he said "Don't interrupt me"
Continuing the story, all of this happened because Lancelot actually killed the White Ravens leader who was at the Martial Lord fifth realm. At that time which was two months ago, he was only at the Martial Spirit seventh realm but was capable of bringing about ferocious lightning dragons. He had actually awakened the forbidden law, the tribulation lighting dragons!
The tribulation lightning dragons is a forbidden law which has the strength of a Divine law. Many people may ask, why is it a forbidden law. It's because of the great destruction, wherever the wielder goes, destruction is bound to happen. This is the only reason,but it would suffice for anyone who knows about the legends.
As for the remaining, It's the disciples of the Nirvana sect dominating every minor tournament in the southern continent, taking part in every city defence against the demon beasts wave.
Harvard sighed as he said "It's a pity that no one knows about the identity of their sect master, all of the disciples had their mouths sealed shut and weren't even willing to leak out the slightest information."
Nightin asked " Do you want to meet him?"
Harvard's face froze as he immediately chased on "You can arrange a meeting?"
Nightin chuckled as he started to laugh out loud, his body was arched backwards against the sofa as he tell Harvard "Should I let you in on a secret?"
Harvard immediately nodded like a good little boy, he was sure that Nightin wouldn't be joking when it comes to something like this.
Nightin took out his token and said "The sect master of the Nirvana sect is right here before your eyes! Hahahaha!"
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