Spring left and winter came. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
Above Chixue Star, a black whirlpool suddenly appeared. A black-haired young man walked out of the whirlpool slowly. His expression was calm, and his right hand was slowly burning with a pure, icy blue flame.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
With three consecutive crisp sounds, the figures of the three elders appeared in front of the young man.
"Carthage, did you do something to the Imperial Product Sect!?" the second elder asked with an unfriendly expression.
Carthage's expression was calm, but there was a hint of surprise.
"Second Elder, what are you talking about? What does the Imperial Product Sect have to do with me? I've been focusing on refining my Frost Dragon Flame, and I haven't left my territory at all. "
"We all know what you've been doing for the past year. Why do you have to pretend that you don't know?" The Great Elder, who had always supported Carthage, stared at him with a gloomy expression.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Carthage smiled. Suddenly, he turned his face to look in another direction. There was an inexplicable chill rising to the sky.
Awoo …
A clear howl of a wolf came from afar.
The three elders also heard this, and their faces all revealed a dignified and aghast expression.
Looking in the direction of the Black Wolf Territory, the four of them could see white clouds that were constantly rotating in the sky like a bracelet bead.
"Non-Falling Level … That's too fast!" the third elder's voice was dry, with a hint of jealousy and disbelief. "How long has he been in the sect?!"
"As expected of my junior brother." The smile on Carthage's face became more obvious. "Elders, please excuse me for a moment. Chixue Sect's fourth Non-Falling Level has appeared. Compared to the sect, there must be a celebration, right? "
None of the three elders responded. They had a vague sense of dread and fear towards Carthage. This so-called disciple was too unfathomable. They had secretly probed him a few times, but they had not been able to find out his bottom line. Compared to Garen, who had entered the Non-Falling Level, they were more afraid of him.
"They won't even let me leave. Why did those three elders surround me today?" Carthage said helplessly. "You know, I still have a lot of things to do …"
The Third Elder said in a sharp voice.
"Let's put Garon's matter aside for now. Someone saw that after you entered the Imperial Product Sect, there was a huge change inside! How are you going to explain this!? The Imperial Product Sect is an allied sect of my Chixue Sect. Could it be that you really participated in the extermination of the sect? "
Carthage smiled.
"Elder, I'm afraid that you didn't see it with your own eyes. It's just a rumor, right? Who told you about this? "
"It's an elder of the Hollow Inscription Faction!" Third Elder said coldly, "You thought that no one knew about you, but you didn't expect that Elder Kong Ming would pass by and discover it, right?"
"An elder of the Hollow Inscription Sect?" Carthage suddenly laughed. "Teachers, just a moment ago, the Hollow Inscription Sect no longer existed … The evidence … is gone," he said softly with a deeper meaning.
"You!!!" The Third Elder's expression shook fiercely. "You want to scare me? Very good, very good!! First Elder, Second Elder, I don't believe that we can't subdue him today. Let's do it together! "
The First Elder and Second Elder stared at Carthage with a serious expression. Finally, the internal conflict of the Scarlet Snow Sect was about to be completely torn apart.
*****
A circle of white pearl-like clouds circled above Garon's head.
He sat in the middle of the courtyard of the mansion. The cold wind whistled naturally, and waves of cold air surrounded him, turning into visible white cold air. These cold air were like white ribbons, constantly revolving around Garon at high speed.
At the end of each ribbon, one could vaguely see the crystal-like shape of a peacock. It was as if there were many invisible ice peacocks flying around him constantly.
Black Giant Werewolves surrounded Garon nearby, loyally protecting his safety.
"The Lord is supreme and incomparably divine. Thank you, Lord, for giving us life, wisdom, and strength. There is nothing in the sky and on the earth that does not submit to my Lord …" Turing the Two-Headed Giant Werewolf knelt on the ground, chanting something in his mouth.
This chanting had been going on for a year. Ever since Garon entered a meditative state a year ago, this place had become a forbidden zone for non-ice creatures. Any creature that came close to this place would be surrounded by extremely terrifying cold air. There was no exception.
Even Eva and King Cat had come to take a look a few times, but they could only turn around and leave when they realized that they could not get close.
After chanting for a while, Turing stood up and carefully observed the new changes around Garon. He realized that other than the circle of pearl-like clouds, there was nothing new. He silently prayed to Garon in his heart, then turned around and walked towards the direction of the territory's canteen.
At this moment, Garon who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a year.
He lowered his head and looked at his chest. A circle of red pearl-like chains was slowly rotating. That was the Non-falling Level Wheel condensed from Chixue Kung's Origin Crystal.
"After a year and fifteen days, I finally succeeded. The Hellfrost Peacock Technique … is too terrifying! "He sighed in his heart. The speed of energy devouring was simply terrifying to himself.
Everything could be devoured and used by the Hellfrost Peacock. The only difference was the amount.
He looked inside his body. His bones, muscles, and internal organs were all covered with a layer of strange jade-like light. This layer of light slowly flowed on the surface of his internal organs, corroding them and having a life of its own.
"This is the Non-falling Light. Compared to the original Inherited Level Energy Field, its strength has greatly increased. Even if the average Inherited Level stood there and let him hit, they would not be able to break this layer of light."
Garon clenched his fist in satisfaction, feeling the surging power in his body.
He looked at his current Attribute Pane.
'Nonosiva Lin — Strength 40, Agility 40, Vitality 40, Intelligence 35, Potential 48030%. Soul Limit 40. '
Other than Intelligence, which was not fully reached, the other three attributes had all reached the limit, which was a terrifying level of 40 points.
Standing up, Garon stretched out his left hand and flicked his finger.
Whoosh!!
A substantial air wave rushed out like an arrow, piercing through the solid ice surrounding the wall not far away. It flew to an unknown place, leaving only a clear round hole on the wall.
"This is the limit …" Garon took a deep breath. All the air in the entire courtyard seemed to be swept up by a giant beast in an instant. A strong traction force instantly pulled the surrounding werewolves, trying to fly towards Garon.
Some of the crushed stones and ice around also flew up, flying towards Garon.
This was the terrifying effect of his deep breath.
Phew …
Exhale.
A terrifying airflow suddenly gushed out of Garon's mouth, violently rolling up a fierce hurricane. The wind blew the werewolves around, who were originally being pulled, and rolled towards the outside. They were in an extremely sorry state.
"This is the Non-falling Level … What a terrifying level … I just don't know if the other Non-falling Levels have a body as strong as mine."
Garon guessed that they did not. The limits of the human body in this world were much lower than his. They should have reached the limit at an average of 20 points. After that, the Energy Machinists did not rely on improving their physical fitness, but fusing with foreign objects to improve their own strength. At the same time, they highly strengthened their own skills, using their skills to form Non-falling Light to protect themselves.
This way, they did not have high requirements for their physical fitness. At the same time, their long lifespan allowed them to slowly make up for the fusion of foreign objects and improve themselves.
"Fortunately, physical fitness is not the part I rely on." Garon knew that his physical fitness was not considered strong among the Energy Machinists in Naga. At most, it was considered average. Among the Energy Machinists who fused with foreign objects, there were even stronger existences.
He could feel that his current state was somewhat similar to the Totem World. Everything about him was covered with that layer of Non-falling Light, including the wind that he casually flicked out just now. After being covered with a layer of extremely strong Non-falling Light, even a very ordinary attack would become extremely terrifying.
After checking all of his conditions, Garon suddenly realized that any of his moves would be covered with this Non-falling Light. It was very similar to the Totem World back then.
At the same time, he was most satisfied with Turing and the other werewolves.
This layer of Non-falling Light did not only cover himself, but also Turing and the other werewolves.
"Is this the real reason why the Non-falling Level is called Non-falling?" Garon felt that this layer of Non-falling Light could only be seen by him. Turing and the other werewolves did not seem to notice it at all.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a slender figure appeared behind Garon. The person had one hand on his sword and looked at Garon with a calm expression. He completely ignored the werewolves around him.
"Garon, it just so happens that you've broken through. There's a ceremony that I need you to attend on my behalf." This person was Carthage, who was still confronting the three elders just now.
"Ceremony?" Garon turned around, but his heart was slightly shocked. Even if he had entered the Non-falling Level, Carthage still had a calm expression. At the same time, he did not even notice when he appeared. This made him even more fearful.
"Yes. An invitation from the magnetic field to attend the ceremony might be held in advance. "Carthage said lightly. He glanced at Garon's chest, where the Non-falling Wheel was stored. "Your progress is still too slow." A black bead suddenly appeared in his hand and he flicked it gently.
The bead immediately fell into Garon's hand.
"Blood Sea Bead, eat it." Carthage said calmly.
Garon did not hesitate at all and swallowed the bead in one gulp.
He had already guessed that the red bead from before, other than having a huge amount of Blood Power, also had an extremely overbearing effect of stimulating potential. To be able to enter the Non-falling Level so quickly, perhaps in Carthage's eyes, he had overdrawn his potential in advance.
"The Non-falling Level is the seventh stage. If you go further, you must comprehend the Board Realm. This is the Flawless Board. Take it and comprehend it. I'll come back to get it three days later. How much you can comprehend depends on yourself. " Carthage shook his hand and shook out a white jade plate. It landed lightly in front of Garon and he caught it.
"What's the Flawless Board?" Garon asked with a frown. He had never heard of this thing.
Carthage waved his hand and released an isolation force field, covering the two of them.
"The seventh Non-falling Level will form the Non-falling Light. The eighth Level must comprehend the Board, thus fusing one's Willpower and skill into one and comprehend the quality and energy. From there, one can control the thousandfold gravity. The Flawless Board is the condensed core of all the Level Eight powerhouses. To enter the ninth Level, one must first achieve the Flawless Board, then the Sublimation Board, and finally the Final Board. "
"In other words, the Flawless Board is the symbol of the eighth Level. The Flawless Board, the Sublimation Board, the Final Board. The Final Board in the end represents the tenth Level of the Perpetual Motioners, right? "Garon asked in a low voice.
"You don't need to know so much. Your limit is at most Level Nine. Level Ten will never be possible. Even if it's Level Nine, the current you … "Carthage did not continue speaking. He turned around and left slowly.
Garon watched him leave.
"When will the ceremony begin? To what extent do I need to achieve? "
"A month later. Everything is up to you. Oh right, the Flawless Board in your hand belongs to the Blue Frost Sect Guardian." Carthage's voice came from afar.
Garon's heart trembled violently. As expected!
Carthage's strength could actually kill a Level Eight Guardian …
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