Phoenix Palace.
It was the awaited deadline of a week and Noire should be leaving soon from the chamber, accompanied by the Young Queen.
Both Eliza and Kirin stood side by side in front of the thick light curtain, waiting patiently, not even daring to expand their own perception of the soul as that would be rude.
Meanwhile inside the sealed chamber.
With a soft stretch of her limbs, the young-looking woman could feel herself laid against a muscular lean body exuding otherworldly warmth.
She tugged onto the robes belonging to this person before weakly looking up at his facial features, this was indeed the man she saw in her dreams for the past few days. But were they actually dreams?
Noire's face was a little pale from exhaustion, it can be said that what he did was no worse than extracting his own lifeforce and implanting it deep inside the Phoenix to bud over time.
Noire held her fragile-looking shoulders and helped her sit up independently before taking a step back from her, which in turn shocked her.
She wanted to tell him not to go but her vocal cords were like rusty strings of copper, she could only helplessly reach with her small right hand to catch the corner of his robe.
Noire didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was beyond depleted at the moment.
He simply tapped her palm gently as he untucked her hand so that when he sat in a lotus position, she wouldn't drop due to his pulling force.
The woman felt a sense of relief seeing that he didn't leave, so she patiently waited for him to stand up again as she returned to embrace her knees.
Noire extracted a high-grade healing pill that was provided by Eliza during his period of preparations.
He also brought out a few high-grade Qi crystals to cultivate his depleted Qi essence.
Noire couldn't help but sigh inwardly, his cultivation speed is about 66% slower than what it should be considering he has used a cultivation formula from the higher dimensions.
That's because his cultivation formula requires the revolving of Dragon Force, Qi Essence, and Eclipse Essence.
At first, Noire thought to cultivate the residual energies within his body to further increase his cultivation base, hence why he created the 'Spiral Ecliptic Virtue'. However, now that almost the entirety of his Dragon force is sealed within a corner of his dantian, and the Eclipse Blessing is mainly used to suppress it, he needs substantial amounts of Qi Essence to make up for the remaining portion equivalent to 66% through external efforts.
His Qi Essence and dantian capacity are already three times the potency and capacity of cultivators at his level, meaning he needs to put three times the effort and resources to break through and progress from now on.
Not to mention that his special physique, Explosive Dominance, requires a portion of the absorbed world energy to nourish itself.
'Now that it has come to this, I can either rely on dual cultivation or medical resources with rich Yang or Qi Essence...'
Thinking of this, Noire had to currently push the dual cultivation idea because the women around him are very weak.
Dual cultivation with a phoenix won't help his cultivation speed, but he could obtain their innate affinity towards their respective elements through tempering his body using the Maiden Yin Qi. However, he can't possibly advance on a Royal Phoenix without an appropriate engagement or a wedding, that is just unorthodox to do.
His only hope currently is to seek chances on his way towards the Core Continent and inside of it; both women and medicine wise.
Of course, he can be slanderous and absorb the cultivation base of cultivators as he did with Elder Xin. But, he would make that a last resort against life and death enemies.
Thinking like this, Noire began to madly revolve the 'Spiral Ecliptic Virtue' in order to utilize the medicine efficiency, his condition improving at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Furthermore, he could feel his heart inexplicably throbbing with excitement the more he thought about the scenes he had witnessed through his previous state. He didn't care about the events that transpired, he more or so was entranced by the magnificent diversity in the Martial Arts of human practice. As a Dragon, he knew well how terrifying the strength of a Holy Spirit is. But, his strength is dissolved into two categories; Innate Supernatural Prowess and Tyrannical Raw Strength.
Void Dragons have a natural affinity towards spatial concepts, coupled with their mighty strength, tearing space apart with a simple flick of a tail is considered simple practice.
However, if he was to place a human under the conditions of having to tear space apart, humans have to perceive the fabric of space, then understand its general relativity with heaven and earth, and finally comprehend the law behind its concepts.
In comparison, the way Dragons interact with the fabric of space is crude and pale, whilst the way a human would handle space is elegant, exquisite, and profound.
At most, a Dragon would be able to fend against the turbulent space and disturb its equilibrium at will. However, a human can indulge so deep into space to the point of creating their martial skills that stem from this very elusive existence.
That's only one aspect from too many to count, and to think he now has the opportunity to sail through the oceans of thousands of different avenues, concepts, and profound inheritances, Noire couldn't help but feel a burning fighting spirit erupting from the depths of his soul.
'Human practice... Truly diverse and exciting!' This thought echoed through Noire's consciousness.
- - - -
Rumble...
Dust and debris began to frantically converge into a kinetic whirlpool spiraling around Lord Kami.
His aura exploded forth as he unleashed his entire cultivation base.
The descending pressure ruptured the tiles of the Palace's main staircase into thousands of minuscule filaments of marble.
Like a vicious beast that had lost all sanity, Kami launched himself towards Anastasia.
Anastasia's pupils contracted to the size of a needle, her Monster Qi surged like a gushing tide that impacted a solid damb for thousands of years before breaking through.
Although her aura was less in overall magnitude, it wasn't lacking in terms of sharpness, mainly due to Kami losing all sense of rationale behind his actions.
BOOM!
Ear-piercing howls of wind traversed the entire Palace ground, uprooting trees and guards alike.
Some of the lesser personnel who were around solely for diplomatic relations immediately burst into clouds of blood due to their insufficient cultivation base.
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
People died left and right, the entire Luhei province entered an uproar as the chaos spread from the palace outwards like a ripple effect.
High above in the clouds, Arima watched the chaos unfold with an ecstatic expression, if Anastasia thought he came to offer a helping hand she's utterly mistaken.
Arima is a selfish devil who adheres to the law of the jungle.
The Phoenix Household gained a foothold in the Northern Region? So what?
He will invade the adjacent region instead!
First, he will take advantage of Anastasia's kind invitation, slaughter the Luhei family, enslaves the humans, and feast on their wealth.
Then, if Anastasia knew what's best for her she will accept laying underneath his crotch as a concubine.
For her tribe, they can work as his subordinates and he might show mercy, all depends on how good she is at pleasing him.
Then, the remaining two families in the region would have to choose between either fleeing or submitting to his might as a Celestial Entity.
A devilish glint flashed through Arima's eyes as he watched the flames of chaos engulf the Palace and its immediate quarters.
Shrieks of pain could no longer be heard due to the overbearing explosives.
...
Kami was going all out with his attacks, not keeping his hand the least.
The facts Anastasia bombarded him with shattered every bit of rationality inside his brain cells.
He began to give birth to impossible thoughts such as his wife had been intimate with Noire, otherwise, how can she gain as her daughter did?
He didn't know what Noire did, but he knew his daughter's bloodline improvement was similar to the period Noire laid hands on her.
With his eyes bloodshot, he ignored the irreversible scale of destruction his rampage is causing as he roared atop his lungs.
"SLUT! DIE BY MY SWORD!"