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…

and violent cold winds surged around

that the energy

could sense that its healing characteristic could

at the very moment it made contact that

the Twelve Pointed Star. No, it was more accurate to say that

with this scarlet Force, it collapsed. There was no suspense, no hard fought battle, no teetering

like that, it was snuffed

his heart beating heavily as though trying

up, catching Little Blackstar before he

smiled, a sight that looked a bit gruesome considering the blood

alright, I'm fine, I'm fine." Leonel

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

He realized something.

had been subconsciously restraining his Internal Sight. But, when he meditated on the Natural Force Art, in order to appear within his Dream World and the real world at the same time, the only option was to use

a taboo in this new world order. So, he had always been careful with doing so. This made him miss the fact that his Internal Sight was severely restricted beneath the

could only be seen through Internal Sight. It wasn't even necessary for Leonel to use

Force Art caused him to dive too deeply into the world which was what caused such an exaggerated backlash. Had he dipped his toes in more slowly, he wouldn't have

realization, Leonel understood the

to cultivate. Due to this, it was both a point of emphasis and something that was easily

but because theirs was so much weaker than Leonel's, it wasn't even possible for them to cut through the pressure and

the pressure personally. However, the pressure here was many times that of the Gates. Most couldn't even enter a