Lightning Is the Only Way

Gravis' vacation in the highest world was over, and it was time to return to his cultivation. He already missed his family, but he only needed to become more powerful to see them again, and when he ascended one more time, he would be able to stay with them all the time. This would be the last time he was away from his family for an extended period of time.

Gravis stepped out of the portal and appeared in a gigantic, grey hall. He looked around, surprised that he appeared in a man-made structure immediately instead of in the wilds. On the walls, Gravis could see a ton of different weapons hanging there.

Gravis quickly checked out the weapons and realized that they had all been crafted with the High-Tier Hard Pure Law, which meant that they had the power of a level four Law. This would be quite impressive for any new Ascender since no Ascender knew level four Laws.

On top of that, the weapons were crafted really well. As Gravis looked at them, he could even envision what kind of Cultivator would use these weapons.

"Greetings, Ascender," a voice came from Gravis' left, from the entrance of the hall. Gravis was currently looking at the weapons but hadn't dropped his guard. He had noticed this person from the beginning, but the person didn't seem to have any hostile intent towards Gravis.

"Hello," Gravis answered without looking at the person. He didn't mean to be rude, but he was just too interested in the weapons.

The man didn't take it to heart and came closer. Gravis turned his gaze to the man and noticed several things. He was wearing light armor, grey in color. On his back, Gravis could see a rather long spear.

'Sure enough, he carries his weapon on his back,' Gravis thought. 'This is probably a Weapon Cultivator.'

"These are symbols of power from the different Sects," the man said as he stopped beside Gravis. "As you can see, there are over a hundred of them, each one representing one Sect. They serve as a demonstration of the Sects' ways."

Gravis nodded. "I can feel different elements in different weapons. I can also feel Laws like Heat, Cold, and several others. I can even sense some mixed elements. Yet, the surprising thing is that nearly half of them have no element at all."

The man, a guard probably, had a shocked look on his face. "You can feel all these Laws?" he asked.

Gravis nodded. "I know a lot about the elements, and I'm pretty good at forging. That's why I can tell," Gravis said.

"You are no Purist then, I presume?" the guard asked.

Gravis furrowed his brows. "What's a Purist?" he asked.

The guard looked surprised since he hadn't expected that question. "How do you not know that?" he asked. "Are you joking with me?"

the back of his neck awkwardly. "Does it have something to do

Gravis. "You talk like you know nothing about the Path of Weapons." Then, he looked Gravis up and down.

not a Weapon Cultivator,"

the guard asked in shock, but then his friendly attitude immediately vanished. "Please tell

interest. 'As I've expected. This is a Battle World, and the Weapon Laws reign supreme. Anyone that does not follow the

not joking,"

place, servant. You do not deserve

eyebrow. "Servant? That's a new one. Why do you call me a

SHING!

"Silence, servant! Leave or feel my

of course, this guard wasn't alone. Several other guards looked in from outside. There were over a hundred of them, and Gravis noticed that their number was the

of one of the

SHING!

at Gravis. "This is my last warning!

Gravis only smirked.

PACK!

with

so much faster than someone an entire level higher than him

was his

lived among beasts with monstrous bodies. All of them had such powerful bodies that Gravis' body only counted as average. The power of Gravis' body had

and

also looked at how the other guards reacted. Sure enough, none of them intervened. They were rather shocked

competition or at war. I'm not sure how this world tempers itself, so

touch my weapon!?" the guard shouted

CRRRRR!

came out of the spear's

Core to destroy the earth,