The sun of flames and lightning cut through the air at an incomprehensible speed in the first three seconds. However, its strength sharply diminished afterward, and after ten seconds, it ceased altogether. They were just floating through the skies, propelled by the power of inertia. If this beast were not confined within a zone, this method would be laughable, and it would quickly catch up.
It was a flashy spectacle, literally like controlled gunpowder exploding. This extremely risky idea was from Bruno; the laws of fire and lightning were the natural laws closest to Yang, which was his domain. And together, they had explosive power that complemented each other. In their previous universe, they even encountered bombs created by mortals using these laws, and the raw power could easily kill the unwary.
"The chances of it going wrong were 70%," Bruno commented mentally. "This is the true power of protagonism!" He concluded, but in the whale’s fist, a small stone was firmly held. The defiant power of this amulet was capable of completely reversing those probabilities, and with Bruno controlling a bit of that explosion, they managed to escape.
They then exited the desert, and when the distant sea line was visible on the horizon, they fell from the sky. Everyone had tense expressions, and their bodies were agitated; if it weren’t for the armor protecting them, their bodies would have broken. Ruri and Loeus were protected by Langrum, who covered them with her scales, but in return, Langrum was miserable.
The violet power only served as a precaution against a possible attack from another beast. If there was any, they would see them crossing the skies, but they wouldn’t be able to discern exactly what was inside. This should make them hesitate to attack, but in the end, everything worked out. The amulet was disturbingly efficient.
With a thud, everyone fell onto the sandy ground, still stunned. Then, the whale crawled with tired eyes and created a shelter within a nearby mound. Inside, everyone sighed a bit relieved, and Langrum collapsed. Then, the whale closed its eyes in meditation.
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They burned all their QI with four movements. The golden power was something only offensive and a stolen idea from the reflection, but after using it, there was no turning back; either they won, or everything was over.
They had to think very carefully about when to use it, and depending on the situation, it was more worthwhile to use other tactics. The main problem now was the QI cost of all their new techniques; they were too weak to use them fully, as if they had a sword capable of cutting anything in half, but due to its weight, they could barely move it. However, they were calm; they could always rely on their physical cultivation, and now they had the entire first level complete.
After a few hours, night fell, and only in the morning did Langrum wake up partially recovered, then the whale got up. As they did, all the women turned quickly and stood up, looking at them in a very strange way.
The whale’s eyes gleamed, and Bruno was excited. But they quickly changed to a deep fury from Alm.
"What’s wrong?!" Alm spat dryly.
They trembled, with the golden image of the divine whale persisting in their minds.
"Stop thinking nonsense! That was just a flashy new technique I created," said Alm, then coughed strangely. "Gold is a divine and flashy color... good for intimidating, that’s it."
The whale moved to leave, and no woman dared to speak, somewhat frightened. Flashy? They witnessed dozens of beasts turn to dust before this ’flashy’ power. Alm tried to nip a third new strange worship cult in the bud. However, his words in their minds were received very differently.
They stood up and waved, looking at each other. They all seemed to understand fully. The whale was like an omnipotent deity, always guiding them to the impossible. Remembering the moment they were inside the castle when he accurately spoke about the QI of the divine realm, everything seemed to become clearer. He truly was a divine being, coming from the divine world! It was unknown why he was among mortals, but he was still humble enough to prevent them from worshiping him.
In all those born on a mortal or ascending planet, there existed a feeling of worship directed toward beings from the divine world. Stories and legends, written and spoken by all races, always portrayed these unattainable beings as entities to be respected and adored.
This whale at the beginning was abnormal and unpredictable, but now, even Langrum was pensive in the face of everything she had seen him do. Could a mortal really be like this? Langrum was not like these women. Her mistress had already told her that cultivators from the divine world were only cultivators in elevated realms impossible to reach on this planet. But how this whale ended up here and was cultivating slowly like a mortal was a question that intrigued her.
Almin was the only sensible one; the familiar feeling around this whale only grew more intense each day. He couldn’t think about these strange things because of it, but he was also intrigued by what he was feeling.
They left the cave with the whale in the lead and Ruri on his shoulder. Ruri was chatting happily, asking about many things as she had never seen the sea and was very excited. Everyone behind saw the whale’s eyes sparkle gently; despite being a divine god, he still looked like a mortal like them. Soon, their strange thoughts dispersed temporarily.
After half a day of walking, they stopped very close to the village, and the whale climbed onto a high rock. They tried to sense everything coming from there, looking for any useful information. A few hours passed, then dozens of figures emerged from the village gates and walked toward the nearby sea.
The whale then turned around, indicating for everyone to stay, and a subtle violet veil covered him, hiding his presence. Following that, he took quick steps forward, approaching those figures and the sea.
He moved agilely, making no sound, and could not be easily sensed with Ruri’s mental power supporting him. Soon, at a safe distance, he stopped and focused, then felt those figures.
"None of them are human," Bruno concluded. They all were using a very visually perfect human form, but any more experienced cultivator could feel the beastly power coming from them. But it wasn’t homogenous; it was a mix of bloodlines; they were all hybrids.
Then, at that moment, Bruno felt a frantic disturbance coming from Alm, who felt something with his Yin domain. "This... is a curse! Mind control comes from a demonic curse."
Bruno heard and nodded. They already had the idea that it was a high-level demonic thing. But the response to the disturbance came right after. "This demonic power is not something simple. It has one-third Yin of death, one-third spiritual power, and the last part is connected to the laws of the earth."
Bruno then used his senses to feel the laws of the earth and spiritual power; soon, his heart pounded. "It’s a curse from a demonic metal!"