Birth of the Demonic Sword

The Divine Deduction technique had accompanied Noah since he was a mere rank 3 cultivator. Divine Demon's ability had allowed him to ignore some of the harshest requirements in the creation of spells and arts. It had also been a core element in the procedure that had led to his hybrid body.

Still, the Divine Deduction technique inherited by Noah couldn't go past the seventh rank. Divine Demon had left a polished version in the lower plane before his ascension, but Noah had to modify it now. He needed something that suited his existence since his level was surpassing what the ability could accomplish.

'How can I improve it?' Noah thought as he meditated inside the quasi-rank 8 sphere.

The cultivators under him continued to give voice to loud taunts, and Miss Nine never left the spot above the sphere. Yet, Noah ignored everything and focused on the Divine Deduction technique.

Noah had scarce knowledge of the inscription method used to create the Divine Deduction technique. His expertise had always covered techniques that involved intense wills. His modifications could ruin the lines on his mental sphere if he didn't pay enough attention.

The lines were also inside the fabric of his mental sphere. Noah could risk hurting his mind if he failed to improve the technique. He would typically spend entire years meditating over various approaches since the procedure could cause many problems, but his current situation didn't allow him to be careful.

Noah had to improve the Divine Deduction technique. His very life was at stake. Nothing else in his arsenal could give him a chance to escape that prison.

The first issues that Noah had to face were his lack of materials and his shortage of energy. The inscribed sphere separated him from the outside world, so he didn't have access to the "Breath" in the environment.

Noah overcame that problem through his black hole. The fourth center of power could reassemble primary energy to create darkness, allowing Noah to turn his stash of magical beasts into fuel for his dantian.

That was only a temporary solution. Noah couldn't improve in that condition. He had a limited amount of energy for his experiments, but that had to be enough. Death would come for him otherwise.

'How can I improve it?' Noah wondered as he used the Divine Deduction technique to search for a solution to his problem. 'What can I use to transform this technique into one of my powerful assets?'

His first idea involved the black hole, but Noah quickly rejected that thought. His fourth center of power could already improve the capabilities of his mind. His years spent benefitting from those advantages had made him understand that the two organs couldn't fuse.

His second idea involved his ambition. His incredible law could automatically improve anything in its range. However, the Divine Deduction technique was already part of his mind. His individuality could only force its overall level to grow.

That wasn't enough for Noah. He needed a transformation, not simple empowerment. He wouldn't be in that situation otherwise.

Noah soon exhausted his ideas. He knew his existence and the abilities that made him defy common logic better than anyone else. Nothing in his body could give him the transformation that he needed.

He couldn't even use his unstable substance since his mind lacked black vessels. Modifying his body again was also out of the question. The experiments on his lungs had made his tissues reach their limits.

'It must be something that doesn't originate from my body,' Noah concluded in his mind before cursing loudly. 'Where can I even find such a material in this place?!'

The environment inside the sphere was his greatest limit. Noah couldn't hunt and had a limited amount of energy. Miss Nine had forced him into a seemingly hopeless situation.

'Is this the end?' Noah wondered as he opened his eyes and looked toward the white sky.

Noah still recalled his first life. He had now lived far more than any other human in his first world. He had lived long enough to forget his age. Yet, those millennia failed to satisfy him.

He still wanted to experience many things. Noah had barely explored the divine ranks. He was only a powerful rank 7 existence, but the cultivation journey could offer him far more.

'I have yet to reach the sky,' Noah thought as the whiteness of the Immortal Lands filled his vision. 'I have yet to see the stars.'

His dream had never changed throughout the millennia. Noah wanted to pierce the sky and reach the stars beyond that whiteness. Intense defiance had always accompanied those images, and ideas featuring sharp destruction inevitably surged in his mind.

A strange idea formed as Noah stared at the white sky. He had realized something while his wild thoughts ran through his mind and stirred his desire to live.

Noah had a force that didn't initially originate from his existence. He didn't consider it before because he couldn't control it properly. Yet, he had no other choice at that point.

The cursed sword could make Noah's bloodlust explode. Those violent thoughts were wild energy that he had only suppressed in the past. Still, they appeared as the only material that could force the Divine Deduction technique to improve.

'An unstoppable energy that seeks to destroy everything,' Noah thought as he dived deep into his mind to search his scarlet thoughts. 'It always ends like this with me. I should stop striving for stability.'

His dark mental sea hid a scarlet core in its depths. That spot resembled a tumor that strived to take control of Noah's mind. It carried his most violent thoughts and wildest desires.

That scarlet mental energy depicted bloody memories. Noah's harshest battles were there, along with desires that came from his instincts.

Interacting with the cursed sword had given birth to that lump of red mental energy. The weapon had forced Noah's mind to condense his bloodlust. That scarlet mass had also fed on the blade's aura, becoming denser and ready to scatter through the rest of the mental sea.

Noah's mental energy was atypical and could suppress that red lump, but ordinary cultivators would have to fight against that bloodlust often to keep it cornered in the depths of their minds. The cursed sword stayed true to its name. It was a weapon that could make anyone insane.

'These are nothing more than thoughts tainted by bloodlust,' Noah thought as his ethereal figure cut a piece of the red mass. 'In theory, the Divine Deduction technique should accept them even in this form.'

Noah flew out of his mental sea and placed those red thoughts on one of the lines in the mental walls. The tainted mental energy dispersed, and the Divine Deduction technique activated.

A sharp force ran through Noah's mind. Chaos spread through his consciousness as the Divine Deduction technique showed its effects. That sensation lasted for less than an instant, but Noah didn't forget to memorize the images that appeared in his vision.

The Divine Deduction technique would usually enhance the capabilities of his mind, but its effects were different at that time. Noah's thoughts ran faster as expected from the ability, but they didn't feature his usual calmness.

In the short instant under the effect of the Divine Deduction technique, Noah had countless ideas on how to better destroy everything around him. His focus had been on the sphere, but his thoughts didn't stop there.

When the bloodlust fueled the Divine Deduction technique, Noah obtained intense destructive thoughts that gave him ideas on how to turn the world into ashes.