King's Awakening-Chapter 767 - : Saint Jace
Chapter 767: Chapter 767: Saint Jace
“Saint, Jace!”
The screen changed, and White Mitchell finally confirmed his thoughts in his heart. He was looking forward more to the life of the saint to come.
Immediately after, the screen changes again.
White Mitchell, a boy from a mysterious background, grew up in the Demon Clan Tribe. For some mysterious reason, his parents left him when he was young, leaving him alone to live among the Demon Clan. Like other demon children, White Mitchell was treated as an ordinary orphan, and the demons took good care of him.
In the Demon Clan Tribe, White Mitchell was not highly regarded. His fair skin and gentle personality contrasted sharply with the fierce image of the Demon Clan. However, White Mitchell possessed a rare Spiritual Root, and his cultivation speed surpassed that of other children. The demons gradually discovered his potential and began to teach him magic and martial arts.
Since discovering his special talent, White Mitchell’s desire for power grew day by day. He demonstrated his immense strength through the cultivation of magic and martial arts.
However, just as White Mitchell began to cultivate in earnest, and his strength grew daily, a great enemy appeared.
This enemy, known as Declan, was a senior elder in the Demon Clan, possessing astonishing strength and cunning. He felt threatened by White Mitchell’s rise and decided to eliminate this potential threat.
Declan meticulously orchestrated a plot, using traitors within the Demon Clan Tribe to incite a bloody revolt. Amidst the chaos, he mercilessly slaughtered countless demons, creating a false impression that White Mitchell had committed a heinous crime.
White Mitchell, caught in the conspiracy, became a wanted man by his people. He had no choice but to flee the Demon Clan Tribe, leaving him entirely alone to face the pursuit of his entire clan.
White Mitchell found refuge in the borderlands of the Human Clan, where he was taken in by a kindly old man. The old man, Bennett, was a rural martial artist. He was generous and selfless, treating White Mitchell like a disciple and teaching him the martial arts of the Human Clan.
White Mitchell cultivated in the borderlands of the Human Clan for many years, endlessly improving his skills. His name spread across the borderlands, and he became the legendary youth in the mouths of the people.
However, Declan did not give up on hunting down White Mitchell. He sent his men to continue searching for White Mitchell, trying to annihilate him completely.
White Mitchell, being fully aware that he couldn’t compete with Declan, chose a harder path of cultivation – seeking the mysterious Skill of Destruction.
In the legends, the Skill of Destruction was a supreme secret technique that could obliterate any strength, unstoppable. However, information on the Skill of Destruction was extremely rare, hidden only in mysterious places mentioned in the legends.
White Mitchell embarked on a journey, crossing mountains and rivers, searching for clues to the Skill of Destruction. He encountered countless difficulties and setbacks but never gave up. Throughout this lonely journey, he continuously explored the great power within himself, understanding the true Path of Cultivation.
Finally, by a stroke of luck, White Mitchell obtained an ancient secret book detailing the exact location of the Skill of Destruction. He was thrilled and immediately set out to find it.
After a long period of pursuit and trials, White Mitchell finally arrived at the legendary mysterious location. It was a majestic ruin hidden deep in the forest, said to be an ancient mythical figure’s cultivation ground.
White Mitchell carefully explored the ruins, eventually finding the Skill of Destruction in a hidden chamber. He was instantly awestruck by the great power it contained, realizing the massive challenge he was about to face.
The method of cultivating the Skill of Destruction was incredibly difficult, requiring White Mitchell to constantly overcome inner evil and difficulties to bring it to full fruition.
In the mysterious underground chamber, White Mitchell sat alone on an ancient stone platform, quietly beginning his cultivation. Holding the Skill of Destruction in his hand, White Mitchell’s eyes sparkled with cold light, his face showing an unwavering and resolute look.
“Break!” He was filled with tremendous power and murmured to himself, “Power that destroys everything, break through illusions and deceptions.”
He immersed himself in cultivation, his breath gradually coalescing into darkness around him. It seemed as if it would engulf all light, transforming into an endless abyss of darkness.
Gradually, White Mitchell’s body began to float slowly, a powerful fluctuation of energy permeating around him, forming a huge vortex. Within this vortex, invisible forces interwove and collided, reminiscent of a supreme war taking place.
Through countless failures and refinements, White Mitchell slowly unraveled the mysteries of the Skill of Destruction in his cultivation process. His state of mind gradually honed, he realized that destruction wasn’t simply about annihilating, but finding new opportunities and hope through it.
As time passed in his cultivation, White Mitchell’s strength incessantly escalated. Feeling his own transformation, each cultivation session yielded different gains. He began to understand that the power of the Skill of Destruction was not meaningless destruction, but a path to new possibilities through devastation.
In the last session of his cultivation, White Mitchell’s body radiated a powerful Dark Energy, with a pitch-black flower budding at his brow, exuding a peculiar vitality. His entire being merged into the world of darkness, making him the dominator of darkness.
Darkness seemed to be under White Mitchell’s control. He felt that he had transcended ordinary people, becoming an envoy of darkness. His eyes emitted an indifferent gleam, as if capable of penetrating all pretence and deceit.
The power of the Skill of Destruction had been perfected by White Mitchell. It was no longer an alien concept. He was capable of employing the Power of Destruction to shatter illusions and turn the tides.
Despite having acquired immense power, White Mitchell wasn’t satisfied. He stepped out from the underground chamber, peering into the distance.
He knew that although he had mastered the power of Destruction, he still needed to tread carefully when confronting the formidable Declan. He needed more potent power to better protect himself and those around him.
“Declan, I will find you; I won’t let you get away!” White Mitchell gazed into the distance, a surge of determination kindled within him.
He began to cultivate higher-level martial arts, exploring more profound paths of cultivation. He was keenly aware that only by continually enhancing his own abilities, he could defeat powerful enemies, protect his loved ones, and thwart wicked plots.
White Mitchell decided to leave the underground chamber and embarked on a new journey of cultivation. He embarked on a difficult and perilous path, fraught with numerous challenges and trials along the way.
He arrived at a mysterious valley where, legend had it, a heritage left behind by a Cultivator lied. Rumour had it that anyone who successfully obtained this heritage would acquire endless power and wisdom.
There was an ancient and mysterious air pervading the valley. White Mitchell quietly percepted this air, hoping to find clues to the heritage. He meticulously observed every corner of the valley, looking for concealed secrets.
Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a stele. Inscribed on it was a poem: “Depict the mournful power of destruction, display the resolute heart of shattering. Seek rebirth, seek hope, seek vitality. Enter the Land of Lost and Broken, seek the light of truth.”
An idea sprang to White Mitchell’s mind. He understood that this was the clue he was looking for, and he proceeded deeper into the Land of Lost and Broken within the valley.
The Land of Lost and Broken was a place filled with illusions and confusion. White Mitchell encountered various difficulties and trials constantly, but he never shied away. He firmly believed that only through destruction and unyielding faith, one could find the true light.
Throughout his journey in the Land of Lost and Broken, White Mitchell consistently used the Power of Destruction to break through all illusions and obstacles. His body gradually evolved and transformed, the Power of Darkness infiltrating his every cell, making his power increasingly potent.
Eventually, he arrived at a titanic maze. The maze was filled with endless illusions, and one could easily despair there. White Mitchell decided to use the Power of Darkness to guide himself through the trials of the labyrinth.
In the maze, White Mitchell incessantly battled illusions. Using the Power of Destruction, he shattered all the illusions one by one. Although these illusions were potent, White Mitchell’s faith was even sterner, believing that he could overcome anything.
After a long and strenuous struggle, White Mitchell eventually arrived at the deepest part of the maze. Standing before a colossal treasure chest glowing brilliantly, he knew he had reached the final point of the heritage.
He opened the chest, a beam of mysterious light bathed him. He felt a surge of righteousness and endless wisdom flooding into his body. This was the wisdom and power of the heritage, leading him to a higher realm.
Having acquired the wisdom of the heritage, White Mitchell realized that his path to cultivation had just begun. Reflecting on his journey, he was filled with various emotions. Taking in a deep breath, he swore to continue his cultivation, to become an even mightier existence.
He embarked on the journey back, ready to apply the wisdom and power of the inheritor to practice. He knew that only through real combat and cultivation could he truly become an invincible being.
Back in the underground secret chamber, White Mitchell sat down again to calmly cultivate. He combined the wisdom of the inheritor with the Power of Destruction, starting to explore a deeper path of cultivation.
White Mitchell closed his eyes, dedicating himself to mobilizing the energy within his body. The wisdom and Power of Destruction of the inheritor gradually integrated into his body, becoming a mighty force.
“I definitely can’t stay in the territory of the Netherworld Clan.”
Xu Fan says as he projects a map of the influence ranges in the Chaos Center.
“I can go to either the Heavenly Merchant Clan or the Holy Light Empire.”
After some thought, Xu Fan finally decides to go to the Heavenly Merchant Clan.
He wants to glean more of the Chaos Truth, which he feels would be easier to obtain from the Heavenly Merchant Clan.
So, on the second day, Xu Fan heads to the branch of the Heavenly Merchant Clan again.
“I want to know if there’s a way to quickly reach the outer influence area of your Heavenly Merchant Clan,” Xu Fan asks straightforwardly.
“There’s a teleportation array. Honorable guest, you first need to reach the South Six, Fifth Transfer World. The teleportation array there can directly transport you to the East Second District’s Third Transfer World, which is within the sphere of influence of our Heavenly Merchant Clan.”
“There, what’s happening now definitely won’t happen,” the Department Head of the Heavenly Merchant Clan branch says.
“Thank you for the information.” Xu Fan nods and is about to leave when he’s stopped by the Department Head.
“Honorable guest, to express my apologies, you can mention my name after you arrive there and use the teleportation array for free, thereby saving 100,000 Hongmeng Purple Qi Crystals,” says the Department Head.
“Thank you. I will continue to honor our agreement with the Heavenly Merchant Clan,” said Xu Fan before he returns to the Hidden Spirit Sect.
“Pu Tao, tell the Primordial Demon Lord to meet up in the Seventh Transfer World,” Xu Fan instructs.
“As you command, Master.”
Meanwhile, in the ancestral land of the Netherworld Clan at the Chaos Center.
A maggot submerged in slime is revealed.
“I’ve long warned Yin not to covet and seize whatever he sees outside.”
“Now look, he’s been transformed into the lowliest of maggots.”
“Even if he recovers after ten eras, he’s likely useless.”
“Ling, why didn’t you help him then?” A Chaos Great Saint of the Netherworld Clan asks Ling.
“Yin coveted someone else’s Secret Method, couldn’t overpower him, and even summoned the Chaotic Time River to deal with a Great Saint, only to end up transformed into a maggot by the other’s Dao protector.”
“I had no face to intervene in such a situation, even if he’s of the same Clan,” Ling says righteously.
The Chaos Great Saint of the Netherworld Clan looks at several Chaotic Saints from the Yin Clan.
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“Figure out your own ways to reclaim your dignity. Our Clan won’t get involved in this matter.”
“In the future, if there are any causes and effects implicating the Netherworld Clan, you guys can make amends by death,” the Netherworld Clan’s Chaos Great Saint says before he disappears.
“Alright, I’ve brought Yin back for you. I have things to do, so I’ll leave first,” Ling waves and disappears from the ancestral land.
Only a few Chaotic Saints of the Yin Clan are left.
After the battle, the Cultivation World recovered from the crisis, rebuilt the Sacred Place of Cultivation and started to thrive again. White Mitchell continued traveling across the mainland, protecting world peace and justice with his companions.
Their story became a legend in the Cultivation World, remembered and passed down by generations. White Mitchell’s name was etched in the hearts of every cultivator and served as their model in pursuing cultivation.
In the Sacred Place of Cultivation and in every corner of the mainland, every cultivator could feel the presence of White Mitchell. His spirit and power inspired everyone. He dedicated his life to the Path of Cultivation, contributing greatly to world peace and prosperity.
The journey of cultivation for White Mitchell will never end. He will continue to pursue higher and deeper realms, striving for peace and prosperity in the world. Whether facing light or darkness, he will uphold his faith and fight for justice.
