Birth of the Demonic Sword

Noah only had to fix his body after his mind healed and his dantian returned to its previous peak. That center of power didn't suffer any injury, but it had lost a lot of energy while it dispersed the drawbacks of his ambition.

Noah couldn't bear seeing his level regress. His addiction toward cultivation didn't allow him to stay put until he regained what he had lost while he recovered.

Many powerful creatures had died during the battle against the quasi-rank 7 Snake. The leader had also eaten some of them in the past centuries. The world had gone from being packed with rank 6 beasts to having only a few of them left.

However, Noah didn't lack food. The quasi-rank 7 ice and the maimed corpse of the Snakes' leader would keep him satisfied for a long time. There was also a chance that they would be enough to bring his body to the peak of the upper tier.

The only problem with that material was its sturdiness. Noah couldn't destroy it without relying on his ambition, but he wouldn't bring stress on his centers of power for that small issue.

Snore, Night, and the Demonic Sword could help him in that matter. They could slowly break the ice into shards that Noah could eat to nourish his body.

The main force in that gathering of resources was Night since its two companions lacked the precision required in that task. Snore's dark beam even threatened to destroy that valuable material, so it had to rely only on its physical strength to help in the matter.

The three assets didn't go along well, but they could ignore that when it came to Noah's needs. The Demonic Sword and Snore even accepted Night as the leader of that operation since they acknowledged the creature as the trio's smartest.

Noah's mental state was still quite messy due to his need to restore his power, but he didn't fail to notice his assets' behavior. He could see how Night had abandoned some of the most extreme features of its personality and overall matured as a living being.

'Maybe it is just preparing for the Immortal Lands,' Noah considered that option, but he didn't linger on the matter for too long.

It was only normal for Night to change after what it had gone through. The modifications on its body alone were enough to alter its mindset, and the prolonged stay with Noah had also adjusted its attitude to suit its new situation.

Night wasn't a simple magical beast anymore. Noah had forced its existence to evolve, and the Pterodactyl slowly accepted that change. It had grown more silent and mature, and its intelligence had also improved as it improved in its new body.

On the other hand, Snore and the Demonic Sword had mostly remained the same. The blade had learnt to control its hunger, but that didn't count as an alteration of its behavior.

The trio slowly gathered pieces of ice that Noah gulped without even attempting to munch. His teeth weren't able to destroy that material at his current level, but the black hole would help the digestion once it entered his body.

Noah's level grew quickly, and he soon returned to his previous peak. The quasi-rank 7 ice was the best food in the entire world. His body recovered in no time.

The time to think about his future arrived after Noah fixed his centers of power. He had remained on top of the frozen structure for almost two centuries. The world had already adapted to the catastrophic changes that happened during the battle against the Snakes' leader.

The magma that had flowed out of the broken seabed had solidified and had given birth to a large land that connected multiple islands. Sparse pieces of territories floated on the sea and created areas where terrestrial magical beasts could live.

The sea had returned to cover most of the world, and the living beings had adapted to that environment. The few remaining rank 6 Eternal Snakes had taken control of the lands, and new marine creatures had begun to appear in the sea.

The "Breath" favored the birth of creatures that suited the new environment. They were mostly snake-like creatures due to the Eternal Snakes' influence, but variants appeared from time to time.

The world was slowly regaining its diversity. That process would have typically stirred Noah's curiosity, but his mind was busy with more important matters in that period.

Noah didn't have any other opponent. He had reached the peak of the world, and his cultivation level was nearing the end of the heroic ranks.

The Immortal Lands were right around the corner. Noah only had to push his centers of power to the heroic ranks' peak and face the Tribulations to ascend.

That required some preparations, but they weren't a problem. Most powerhouses would struggle once they reached the last part of the sixth rank, but Noah's situation couldn't be more perfect.

Noah had the Seventh Kesier rune for his mind, a large amount of quasi-rank 7 ice, and his individuality had already begun to strive for the state of law.

He had everything he needed to become a god. Now he only had to cultivate until the breakthroughs arrived.

Noah could take care of other projects if he desired. He could decide what to do with Second Prince and the rest of the Elbas family. He could review his assets and apply eventual improvements whenever he found flaws. Noah could even create new spells or techniques.

However, he didn't care about the Elbas family, and he would rather work on his assets after he obtained divine power. He would review his battle prowess before the Tribulations, but he didn't see the point in investing time in projects that he could complete after becoming a god.

Noah quickly understood why existences about to reach the peak of the heroic ranks didn't interfere with the political world anymore. There was no point in those struggles once the Immortal Lands became a real possibility.

The ants had their games. The others had their journey toward the sky to take care of, and Noah had finally reached that point. His eyes couldn't remain on the ground anymore. He would complete his unfinished business after he reached the next rank.

'Which should I face first?' Noah wondered as he inspected his centers of power.

His body was the weakest among them, but the world had many resources that could quickly raise its power. Both the divine and quasi-rank 7 ice were resources that could push its strength to the peak smoothly.

His dantian was stronger than his body, and Noah's trusted his individuality. He knew that he wouldn't face bottlenecks during his meditations, but he lacked the resources to quicken the process.

His mind was already nearing the peak of the rank, and Noah had the Seventh Kesier rune. He believed that his sea of consciousness would be the first to advance if he trained his centers of power equally.

Noah could prioritize other centers of power if he wanted, but he didn't find any reason to delay his breakthroughs. His mind was closer to the seventh rank, so he would face the Earth Tribulation first.

'Earth,' Noah thought as the memories from his past Earth Tribulation resurfaced in his mind. 'I guess we will see each other again soon.'

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Author's notes: Next chapters will come after I wake up. I'm trying to restore my usual routine, so endure for a bit more.