Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse c1-705

by Adventure, Action, Fantasy, Game

  "Alright quite down!"

  A strong voice thundered out as the many cultivators looked forward to the middle-aged man who let out a wild aura of power from his body.

  "Division Master!"

  He was given the respect he deserved as he took the title of Division Master, controlling all the affairs of Rainbow Spirit Mountain for the Time Immemorial Sect. The Division Master nodded as he continued.

  "We have obtained the coordinates of where the Treasure Abode of the Devilish Time Unveiler is located!"

  Gasps rang throughout the room as fervent gazes began to appear on some of the cultivators.

  "The Abode is in a dangerous realm where even I could face dangers, but the rewards we would be getting our hands on are the treasures that allowed the Devilish Time Unveiler to run rampant in this world hundreds of years ago!"

  Excitement was bubbling as news of the terrifying cultivator from centuries ago appeared once again, but this time it was for the grave he created for himself before his death.

  Many recalled the power of the Devilish Time Unveiler as they wanted the treasures he left behind for themselves. This cultivator was someone that fearlessly traveled the world doing as he wished because he could more efficiently manipulate the power of time more effectively than anyone else in the World of Cultivation.

  He was levels ahead of everyone else when it came to the Law of Time, and his power was feared because of the many mysterious events he was involved in.

  At one point, he had appeared while a crucial meeting was occurring between two major forces and disrupted everything by unveiling the secret intentions of one side that nobody but them should have known, causing a war to break out right then and there.

  At another point, he appeared in a mortal village which had many beings that had yet to begin their journey in Cultivation as he targeted one farmer and left behind famous words.

  "You will become a thorn in my side in the future, so I will just kill you now!"

  When others schemed against him, they always found themselves to be a step behind. Either their plans were always known by him in advance or they were all killed one by one before they could even assemble their teams.

  This was the terrifying power that the Devilish Time Unveiler held. He could do what many still could not achieve in the World of Cultivation to this day, and that was traveling through time!

  Yet, even someone as mysterious and powerful like this still met his death. A being at the Void Fimmerment cultivation realm who played with the power of time still died in the end, with many not knowing who was powerful enough to bring such a cultivator to his knees.

  Now, his Treasure Abode was about to come to light. The secrets he held, the cultivation techniques and treasures he used that were lost through time, many wanted to get their hands on them!

  Chapter 219 - A Storm on the Horizon

  In a location not too far away from the Rainbow Spirit Mountain, there was a small sect that went by the name of Purple Flame Sect. It was a reclusive sect that did not have too many followers, but they were known for their powerful disciples.

  The sect was located on a mountain peak where hazy clouds passed by, and they were particularly busy as they were hosting a guest of incredible importance in their Main Hall.

  "Young Master Drax, we have found an approximate location from the information you provided us. This Abode should be located in an unstable Realm not too far from Rainbow Spirit Mountain. We do not know when it will open and provide us a chance to enter, so we will continue to monitor the location."

  A subservient Sect Master of one the powerful sects in the World of Cultivation had his hand placed on his chest as he bowed and spoke respectfully to a dark-haired young man that had streaks of prominent blue on his head. His face held a calm expression as he had the disposition of a being who held everything under control. The disciple of the Celestials had arrived in the World of Cultivation for his mission!

  In a corner of the room was his protector, a Punisher at the peak of Rank 3 in the terms of the Celestials was standing expressionlessly. The Celestials were a powerful group and held their own unique naming of their levels of strength.

  A being that was halfway through the level of a Rank 3 Celestial, similar to Young Master Drax, would be considered at the TRANSCENDENT realm. A being that stood at the peak as a Rank 3 Celestial, like the Punisher letting out wild waves of power, was considered a being at the peak of the rank that was above Transcendent.

  This was the strength of the Celestials, where a single level to them was multiple levels to others!

  Young Master Drax nodded at the words of the Sect Master that was paying respects to him as he asked.

  "How many know about this?"

  "This is one of the weird things, Young Master. For such a powerful and mysterious Abode of the Devilish Time Unveiler, many surrounding sects were actually able to get their hands on this information and are preparing to move out themselves."

  A smile appeared on Young Master Drax as he thought carefully before he replied.

  "There is something afoot with the opening of this Realm. Prepare your forces and continue to monitor the rift where the entrance will appear. See if you can find out who spread the information."

  The Sect Master of the Purple Flame sect nodded respectfully as the hand he placed on his chest became even firmer as he called out.

  "For Order and Balance!"

  ---

  Many pieces continued to move as time moved forward, with the surrounding sects and forces around Time Immemorial Sect receiving information about and preparing for a singular event, the opening of the Treasure Abode of a long-gone Void Fimmerment Realm Cultivator!

  Every single being was watching with rapt attention as information even began to flow to the hands of otherworlders that were not native to the World of Cultivation. Unknown forces were moving through the dark, with even more actively moving fearlessly in the light.

  Noah was organizing the information he received from the [Sheath Regalia] as he found his heart was actually beating at a fast pace. He did not think he would find a direction of how to move around in the World of Cultivation so quickly, and it was such a spectacular direction at that!

  The item that was considered a legacy treasure passed down from a long time ago was actually more than just that. It was a piece to a powerful item that not many beings knew about. The [Sheath Regalia] was a treasure that was overlooked by those passing it down as they found no uses for it as it didn't react to energy or anything else tried before.

  It was passed down mostly as an item of sentimental value, until it ended up being sold in a small stall by a Martial Uncle that was in great need of money to take care of his schemed daughter.

  The item was unreactive to the many sources of energy it was exposed to because it needed a particular source that very few beings in the World of Cultivation could provide. It required the power of time from a very proficient cultivator, or something as unique as the Time Space in the Spiritual Land!

  If the treasure was not passed down in the hands of servants of the Time Immemorial Sect and instead to its powerful practitioners or even the Sect Master, maybe its true uses would have been found out in time.

  Yet now, it was in the hands of a being from another world.

  Noah's eyes sparkled as he observed the [Sheath Regalia] that was now constantly pulsing with a deep purple light.

  [Sheath Regalia] An old sheath that has not been used in a long time. It functions as a battery to a treasure lost through time. Very few are able to meet the requirements to recharge it. Current energy capacity (10/100)

  The numbers of its energy capacity had changed as it continued to remain in the Time Space where a tremendous amount of mana was now being eaten up to sustain the faster flow of time as well as the energy being sucked in by the item that was considered a battery.

  As for the main piece that this battery charged? It was a truly wondrous item that Noah briefly saw the histor
y of before it was separated from the [Sheath Regalia]. He also saw the man that was carrying that treasure, it was a being known at the Void Fimmerment level in the World of Cultivation that went by the title of Devilish Time Unveiler!

  Noah's heart was palpitating as he thought about the identity of the being, as well as the sparse memories of the events that lead to the powerful weapon he carried to be split apart.

  He focused more on the cultivation level of this being as he thought of how to move forward. In the Lost World, he had obtained memories that told him of how the Cultivators named their levels of power. The Mythical level corresponded to the Rebirth Realm, and above the rebirth realm was the Profound Realm that was at the same level as Phantasmal.

  Above the Profound Realm was the Transcendent Realm, and any cultivator that was powerful enough to break through the Transcendent Realm was known as a Saint. The Devilish Time Unveiler was a being above the level of Saint at the Void Fimmerment Realm!

  A whole three levels above where Noah currently stood!

  With the sparse memories gained from the [Sheath Regalia], he understood a bit of information about the terrifying power a being at this level held. Even with the many other memories he obtained telling him that this being was now long dead and his treasures were waiting for him to find somewhere, he still held great apprehension for how he should move forward.

  He knew he definitely wanted to get his hands on the counterpart that could be used with the [Sheath Regalia] as it was a truly powerful weapon of insane proportions, but he also could not put his life in such risk when such huge names like Void Fimmerment were involved.

  His mind wandered as he thought at a rapid pace before the image of one mysterious Sect Master popped in his head. A smile appeared on Noah's face as he thought of the being from the Karmic Sect that seemed to know secrets about a great deal of things.

  Chapter 220 - Karmic Sect

  Thoughts came and went in Noah's mind as he left the [Sheath Regalia] to continue charging in the Time Space and he prepared to move out.

  "Exactly what did you get your hands on, little fish?"

  The voluptuous Barbatos was carefully staring at the object as she floated in the air and asked. The heat in Noah's hand shone in a colorful light that would draw in the eyes of any that were near. Noah replied as he calmed down from the excitement at the thought of the powerful treasure.

  "Just a direction of what we're doing next, come on."

  Their figures disappeared from the Spiritual Land as they reappeared amongst the trees of the Rainbow Spirit Mountain. Noah spread his awareness out as information continued to come in through the unique skill, {Observant}.

  He was surprised to find that not too far from where they were hidden amongst the trees, two cultivators with blank eyes and white robes that were staring straight at them. They held powerful strength at the Phantasmal level as their gazes focused on them and they began to walk over. Barbatos huffed as she felt their purposeful gazes, her body beginning to crackle with a pulse of red light when Noah placed his hands on her shoulder and stopped her.

  The two Cultivators that had somehow been waiting for them walked forward as they bowed towards Noah.

  "Master Osmont, our Sect Master sent us to get you the moment he felt your arrival."

  Noah was spectacularly surprised at the beings he wanted to get in touch with to contact him right away as he recalled the words of Sect Master Inuit when he gifted him with the item on his neck, [Lawful Nourishment]. The Sect Master had mentioned that he had attached inscriptions that will let him know whenever he begins his journey in the World of Cultivation.

  He nodded towards the disciples from the Karmic Sect as he reigned in Barbatos.

  "Lead the way."

  Rainbow Spirit Mountain was large with many snaking paths as powerful beings moved back and forth. They followed the lead of the two disciples of the Karmic Sect as they descended down further until they were out of the boundaries of the mountain.

  Noah was observing the sights around them with great interest as he took in the mystical air of the World of Cultivation that seemed to have expansive essence and color all around.

  Their figures moved at a high speed until they were a significant distance from Rainbow Spirit Mountain when one of the disciples from the Karmic Sect stopped and pulled out a sparkling crystal of light, crushing it between his fingers and stepping back as the light from the crystal expanded to form the outline of a door.

  OONG

  The hazy door grew larger until it was wide enough for them to go through, and Noah followed their lead as they all stepped in. The moment their figures passed through the door, only a second passed before it became unstable and disappeared as if it was never there.

  ---

  The sight in front of Noah was one he had only seen in memories as he stared at multiple mountain peaks where the divisions of the Karmic Sect were situated. They appeared on a larger mountain peak that was at the center and surrounded by four other peaks that each held their own exquisite style of architecture.

  Each of the peaks had misty clouds surrounding them as occasional yells could be heard on the peak they were on. In a wide field nearby, cultivators could be seen practicing against one another, causing loud sounds like that of metal colliding to ring out.

  "We're currently on the Main Peak where the Sect Master and the Elders reside. The other peaks you see around you are known as Pill Mountain, Armament Hall, Martial Hall, and the Bestiary."

  Noah nodded with interest as they walked up the central peak towards a grandiose building that exuded tranquility and peace. They passed through the wide doors and into a large hall that was surrounded by stone statues on all sides. The statues looked particularly lifelike as Noah observed them, showing exquisite detail he hadn't come across before.

  Soon after they entered into a wide room that was the picture of serenity. Thin white lines were freely flowing in the room as a being sat at the very center with his eyes closed. Lines of white light would occasionally erupt from him as they flew out to regions unknown. The instant they entered, the eyes of Sect Master Inuit flew open as the mysterious lines of light died down around them.

  "You've made it, Noah Osmont, and with a guest at that."

  A sagely voice rang out as Sect Master Inuit came forward and spoke. The two disciples that brought them in bowed as they left, leaving behind Noah and Barbatos in the wide room.

  Hearing the words, Noah let out a small smile as he looked towards Barbatos and sent a mental message. The demoness looked towards Sect Master Inuit in discontentment as she disappeared in a flash of silver light, sent back into the Spiritual Land.

  "I came across something interesting just hours at my arrival here."

  Noah sat down as the Sect Master beckoned for him to sit. He waved his hands as an ancient tea set appeared between them, an aroma of something wondrous spreading out as two cups were poured. Sect Master Inuit nodded his head as spoke.

  "My intuition tells me it should be the issue of a certain Time Path Cultivator."

  Inuit sipped the tea with contentment as he spoke words that surprised Noah once more. He knew he might be able to find more information on how to locate the counterpart of the treasure he held from this mysterious Sect Master, he didn't think it would be so easy.

  "What do you know about this Devilish Time Unveiler?"

  Noah asked in anticipation as a wondrous story flowed out of Sect Master Inuit's mouth. He was shocked to find out that the being he only obtained brief memories of had actually fallen from that event which caused the weapon he carried to split apart, and that the location of his death was about to come to light once more.

  He recalled the Treasure Abodes that resided in dangerous Realms hidden throughout the World of Cultivation as he continued to listen to the Sect Master in front of him.

  "I've seen that you will take on this venture, but I have to tell you now that it will be extremely perilous for you, especially with the curre
nt level of strength you hold. I could barely approximate when the coordinates of the Treasure Abode would appear, and you still have some time. I would love to see your rapid rise in strength before you head out, and have a hand to play in it as well."

  The Sect Master smiled as he waved his hands, a small table holding a single thick book appearing in front of them. Noah's gaze landed on this book as he thought about his current level of power. A rapid rise in strength? That was the one thing that he excelled in!

  Chapter 221 - Pills?

  The thick book lying on the table before them was filled with a hue of silver that glistened in the light. Sect Master Inuit had a profound look on his face as he spoke out.

  "This was the one I found to have compatibility with you at this point in time, it should prove to have some uses if I am correct."

  Noah gazed at the first book that explored the techniques of the World of Cultivation, but would it work the same as the skill books he so easily learned because of his world's system?

  All skills were just different ways of manipulating essence to achieve something at a whole other level, with the beings in the Beast World spending many of their years learning how to manipulate essence to create and improve their skills. The silver book on the table in front of him contained the knowledge of how to manipulate mana to perform a particular technique, so he reached out and placed his hands on it to see exactly what would happen.

  A flash of silver light that was soon overcome with a hue of blue shined out, making a smile break out on Noah's face as blue words bloomed out in front of his eyes.

  {Forge of the Silver Flame} A technique developed over the years by beings knowledgable in conjuring the silver flames to refine rare material and medicine in order to achieve their quintessential form.

  The description was that of a unique skill, with the book in front of him disappearing in a flash of light that was absorbed into the back of his hand, forming a tattoo of a glimmering but faint silver cauldron. A face of understanding and wonder appeared on Sect Master's Inuit's face as he clapped.