Dimensional Descent

Leonel exhaled a breath.

Despite the nourishment, he could vaguely feel that he was reaching his limit. He didn't actually believe that the problem was that his soul wasn't strong enough, it was more so that his body wasn't in the best condition right now.

Although his soul had been replenished to its peak, a lot of its strength was being diverted to keep his body up and running. If he used up too much of his capacity, his body, which was already barely holding on by a single line, could very well reach past a point of no return.

Leonel sighed. He really wanted to absorb more.

After a moment, he utilized Instant Recovery in the outside world, allowing his body to recover somewhat. Although he was still as skinny as a beanpole, at the very least, his life was no longer in any real danger.

Leonel scanned through the bubbles and locked eyes on the radiant blue ones. They were much larger and more vibrant than the green ones that he had been working with until now and his curiosity was really getting the better of him.

If the bottom five methods of this Emperor's Might Tablet were already so powerful, what exactly did these behemoths represent? What techniques were they hiding?

Leonel let his curiosity get the best of him. Until his body truly recovered, this would be the last bubble he would clear for a while. In addition, if his choice was one of the much larger blue ones, then it was likely that even after his body recovered, he would have to wait until he progressed through a few tiers and strengthened his soul before he came back again.

But Leonel felt that if the bottom five techniques were already so powerful, he felt that the top few would likely be life changing.

Leonel took a breath and pushed the other bubbles out of the way with his thoughts, reaching forward toward one of the largest radiant blue bubbles.

three bubbles of the exact same size, all of them exuding a blinding royal blue light. Leonel had no way of choosing between them so he just picked one at random, reaching

Leonel shudder. On the one hand, he felt as though his soul and body were being ripped apart, but on the other hand, he was being built back up just as

be seen. Only Leonel could feel these

and offsetting the pressure. It seemed that it was only

the

was becoming clearer and more defined. In fact, he felt that the path ahead to taking

a stop and Leonel gasped for air. However, even after a long

was life exactly? Had he really been overthinking it all this time? Was it really that all life was equally valuable? Or was it more accurate

life was equally

[Emperor's Command: Arise].

could target a recently deceased individual's soul. He could give it shape and form, using it to fight on his behalf

side of things, he could assimilate the affinities of this individual through the use of

be able to command this soul to use the abilities they had in their lifetimes with even greater ease and power than the person themselves had when they were living, just by

understatement. In fact, Leonel felt that it was more than worthy of being one of the three absolute

him feeling a

existential crisis back then. He felt that his world views

the hands of a treasure far beyond his imagination, maybe it was only right that it

Now that he too could play with life and death with just a thought? How could he reconcile