Dimensional Descent

The days slowly ticked by, but Leonel hardly noticed them. His body was as light as a feather, following along a natural progression that didn't even seem difficult to him.

Then, one day...

BANG!

SHUUUUUUU!

A hot steam shot all around Leonel's body.

Well, at first look it was just steam. But, upon second inspection, one would be shocked to find that it was actually Force. Tangible Force!

This wasn't the kind of Force only those with Internal Sight could see. Even mortals who hadn't come into contact with Force a day in their lives would very clearly be able to see it. This sort of shocking Crystallization was the likes of which even King Arthur hadn't reached!

Leonel took a deep breath.

All the dense fog around him seemed to surge into his body, entering through his pores and boring into his soul, leaving him feeling incomparably refreshed.

'I did it... This should also be the Strong Stage...'

Leonel realized that when his body suddenly sucked in all his Force like that, his body broke through another shackle and reached the Strong Stage.

It had to be remembered that refining one's Metal Body in the Third Dimension was split into five phases. The Weak, Standard, Strong, Superior and Perfection stage. This could be considered the foundation one laid to enter the Fourth Dimension.

This was another reason Leonel wasn't worried about not having the rest of [Dimensional Cleanse] just yet. Even if he couldn't progress to the Fourth Dimension with his Force, he could still do so with his Soul Force, he could still comprehend the Four Seasons Realm, and he could also bring his Metal Body into the Fourth Dimension as well.

paths it was, each of them would give him the strength of

But, as a person who opened all Nine Doors, how could he

Leonel flexed his forearms.

nearing the strength of a Pseudo Fourth Dimensional Ore. It wouldn't be easy even for Fourth Dimensional entities to harm

to form his Tenth Node. He knew that no matter how much he planned it all out, the process would still be impossibly painful. After all, he was trying

breath to adjust himself. Then, he took another long bath and deep sleep before finally

matter how you looked at him, Leonel seemed to be a pointed spear. All the hatred, humiliation and grievance he had suffered those few days ago seemed to become his whetstone, sharpening his

to no one

like an arrow, trembling the space before

he had collected in the several months he had the stalactite for. Just a single drop was more than enough to form

speed of his rotation his Stars experienced accelerated and

directions, both focusing in on his

calculated everything out. If he tried to form his Nodes one at a time, he would get stone walled when he tried to form

directions was as easy as breathing. After Crystallizing his Spirit Pressure to perfection, he could already split it over eight

guides his Force, stimulating his life

of the body. It was responsible for cleaning away many of the impurities of the blood. However,

dangerous as when he had done

would never

pocket for his two Nodes. To this point, despite the pain, everything had gone perfectly. All he had to do now was form his Node within the pockets he had created and connect them with his

expanded, his

one swift motion, he unhesitatingly swung his head back

BANG!

in the slightest. He looked as though he had suddenly gained

strength of his Metal Body, he kept himself together as his