Noah's mind was quite messy when he left Elder Austin's quarters.
The elder's explanation had cleared many of his doubts, but there wasn't much that he could do with his new understanding of the higher ranks.
He was still in the gaseous stage, and the "Breath" inside his dantian didn't show any sign of being affected by his individuality, meaning that his essence was still too murky.
'I can't force the arrival of enlightenments, but I can choose the environment where to meditate.'
Noah thought as he flew toward the lava lake.
He had yet to modify his secret art, but the conversation with the elder had given him new ideas on how to use his centers of power better.
'Brute force is useful, but can a simple secret art express the full potential of my body?'
Noah knew the answer to that question.
His secret art had been instrumental in overwhelming his opponents in melee combat and in making his martial arts reach the power of the spells.
