Dimensional Descent

"Leonel! Leonel!"

No matter how they shouted Leonel's name, it didn't seem to matter in the slightest. The one who attacked him must have wanted him dead, there was no other explanation.

The appearance of a Third Dimensional Emperor was too conspicuous. The number who wanted to take advantage of Leonel's weakness was likely not few. It was simply too easy for those Fourth Dimensional monsters to kill Leonel secretly without any of them being any wiser.

It couldn't be said that these three would live and die with Leonel. How could they? They had only just met.

Jerach was practically Leonel's slave now while the two women only had a small bit of budding feelings. It wasn't to the point of risking their lives.

Yet, all three of them still uncontrollably ran to Leonel's side when they saw his current state. It was clear they all had a good impression of him.

The little mink scrambled from Leonel's head, landing on his face and nudging him continuously.

The energy continued to rampage throughout Leonel's mind. But, it seemed to notice that it couldn't shatter the barriers of Leonel's Ethereal Glabella after a few attempts.

How could it? After awakening his Wisdom Branch, Leonel's mind had already become capable of housing Fifth Dimensional Soul Force. Even though he had yet to come in contact with Fifth Dimensional Force, it didn't change this fact. When comparing the sturdiness of one's Ethereal Glabella, Leonel was unmatched on Terrain and Earth.

Seemingly realizing this, the energy changed its target, aiming for the Embryos that hung vulnerably within the hidden world.

By now, Leonel had already formed many Embryos.

A transparent spear stood for his Spear Embryo. A Twelve Pointed Star silently whirred for his Snowy Star Owl Lineage Factor. A bronze-violet halo represented his Metal Synergy Lineage Factor…

bow. Harsh and violent cold winds surged around it,

this group that the energy surged toward, ready to

sense that its healing characteristic could become a problem should it be allowed to continue. So, how could it not target it

at the very moment it made contact that

was stirred. It had hidden itself deeply within the Twelve Pointed Star. No, it was more accurate

collapsed. There was no suspense, no hard fought battle, no teetering on the edge of life

that, it was

was destroyed, Leonel's eyes shot open, his heart beating heavily as though

Little Blackstar

looked a bit gruesome

fine, I'm fine." Leonel comforted the little

wiped the blood from his face with an arm, looking back toward the monument.

He realized something.

Art, in order to appear within his Dream World

Montez that wantonly using his Internal Sight was seen as a taboo in this new world order. So, he had always been careful with doing so. This made him

rather that anything worth gaining could only be seen through Internal Sight. It wasn't even

which was what caused such an exaggerated backlash. Had he dipped his toes in more

realization, Leonel understood the

this world, without Internal Sight, it was impossible to cultivate. Due to this, it was both a point of emphasis and

youths standing around the monument might have already tried to examine it with their Internal Sight, but because theirs was so

was many times that of the Gates. Most couldn't even enter a five meter radius,