"Little fellow... six months are nothing for someone who took the path of cultivation. You are already in the Primordial Descendant Lord realm. Living for more than 300 years is not a problem. So, what are six months in such a long and tortuous life?"
Falerra was right, yet Atlas obtained the Chaotical Core just a few months ago, and his desire for adventures was still at its peak.
Clearly, he wasn't an idiot and calmed down quickly: "Hehehe... sorry, it was just too unexpected. I'm still so young, after all."
After putting aside that problem, Atlas proposed: "Fine... but before that, let me take the last fruit to a safer place. Who knows, maybe there will be a miracle during this period..."
"What do you mean?" Falerra asked, puzzled by his statement.
Keeping the existence of the Nihility Dimension a secret was meaningless. After all, Falgnis already knew about that, and he was still alive.
"Nihility Dimension..." Atlas spoke two simple words, and a portal appeared in the room: "I'm talking about this..."
Complete silence followed, but it didn't last long: "This... this is the legendary Nihility Dimension? Wait... does this mean that you have the Aether Primeval Stigma??"
Atlas just smiled in satisfaction, seeing his shocking attitude.
"You boy... you are so lucky." Falerra sighed in resignation, but then he thought about something: "... Do you have a portal connected to Falgnis' location?"
Atlas waited for this question and nodded: "Yes... I could have brought you there, but I don't think you can do it in this situation. Sorry."
"Don't worry about that..." Falerra said: "... If you are planning to bring my brother here... then don't do it. This place is not safe for our kind. I don't know how he had survived for so long, but tell him never to leave that place. NEVER!"
There was grief and anger in those worlds, but Atlas didn't know why.
"Falerra... can you tell me what happened to you?" Atlas wanted to know the truth so badly, yet for some motivation, Falerra was keeping it a secret, even now.
"No... Maybe Falgnis told you something about the truth of this world, but you still have a long way to go. But don't worry, I will pass everything I know to your companion. I will let this choice to him."
His stand was clear, so Atlas didn't bother anymore: "Fine... but before we start, let me plant the seed inside the Nihility Dimension."
This time, Falerra didn't have anything to say. On the contrary, he was pretty pleased, and he was allowed to go inside with the largest Celestial Golden Durian.
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Inside the Nihility Dimension...
"It has been more than a month since the gates opened. So, there should be enough Chaos Energy now."
In the last month, he checked this place many times and tested its capability to ascertain whether the contents of that book were correct.
He had planted seeds of various medicinal plants and ordinary trees, which Marigold gave him.
Luckily, the results were as reported in the ancient notes.
Clearly, he had also come here to check the state of the old man, Drunkum. Alas, his conditions were still the same as before. He was alive, but the struggle against the vicious curse was something that was putting him in a dire situation.
Following the information, he created new and virgin plots of land from scratch using the Chaos Energy accumulated over the days of his absence.
Furthermore, he discovered that he could maintain the health of seeds and plants that were limited by their innate potential, preventing the decay effect.
He didn't create anything significant but limited his tests to small plots of dozens of feet, but now, he had in mind a different and undoubtedly more hazardous challenge.
Since he knew how he should proceed, the young man went straight inside the cave in the middle of the main island and sat cross-legged in front of his statue.
This was where he could control the reality of this world to his liking.
With his eyes fixed on the statue, Atlas slowly lost contact with his surroundings. It was such a marvelous experience that the young man felt his body and mind lighter.
His eyes closed, but he suddenly found himself floating outside the cave.
"No matter how many times I did it... moving with my weak Soul Body... it gives me a creepy feeling."
Atlas's movements were slow as if his body was fighting against another power.
The Soul Body was another essential part of every Martial Cultivator, yet weak cultivators needed a higher Cultivation Realm to improve it.
"... Whatever... I can't let that fellow outside wait for too long..."
Atlas waved his hand, and the Chaos Energy filling the realm became chaotic.
Gusts of wind came from the depths of the realm, yet the floating islands were immovable.
After a few minutes, somewhere not too far from the main island, a tiny speck of rock appeared from null, but this was only the first.
Indeed, seconds later, another one appeared a few inches from the first, then a third and a fourth...
The process continued for half an hour until a giant island was formed.
It was at least one mile long and half a mile large, but its soil was fascinating because it was black with tiny blue crystals scattered everywhere.
"Well... this looks good... Black soil mixed with compressed crystals of Chaos Energy... Now... I need water..."
Atlas moved his hand again and generated six clusters of rocks in some specific places.
There was a small fissure on one side, big enough to put in a hand, and it was just from there that a gush of water came out.
Clearly, it wasn't actually water but condensed energy that had changed state over Atlas' command.
The young man was a God in the Nihility Dimension, but his powers could not create minerals or essences from scratch. His omnipotent control was over the Chaos Energy.
If he needed soil, minerals, or even water, the only thing he could do was to get them from the real world.
"Well, it should be more than enough for now... let's plant this seed in the center..."
The Celestial Golden Durian on the main island appeared above the newly formed one and then penetrated the soil, stopping a few inches below the surface.
Atlas was quite satisfied with his work and returned to his body after making minor adjustments and adding the bridge between the islands.
"Huuu... that was intense... But even beneficial as my soul has become slightly stronger..."
After giving some more thought, Atlas stood up, but his head started spinning.
"Geez..."
His legs started trembling, and soon, his body fell to the ground.
"Mhmm... It seems that I consumed a large amount of Soul Power... I must find a Martial Cultivation for the soul sooner than I expected... I can't wait to reach major realms."
Other than the two common Cultivation Paths, the Chaotical Primordial and Tyrannical Titan, another one existed.
It was known as the Everlasting Soul Path, a cultivation path to immortality throughout the soul, or at least that was what the legend said.
It was already a miracle for Atlas to generate a Soul Form in that state. Indeed, it was all thanks to the Nihility Dimension if he managed to do this impossible feat.
However, it was clear from his current condition that using Soul Power at this phase was insane.