The Martial Unity

As time passed, a greater vice gripped Rui's heart. The endorphins from the initial attack of Master Uma had long passed, and now he was feeling a lot more stressed than before.

His mind constantly went back to the fear of Master Uma appearing out of nowhere he couldn't help but be on edge at every moment. He hated it, but he knew that it was too arrogant of him to not be afraid of a Martial Master.

Even as an hour passed, he was unable to lower his guard. He didn't possess the capital to relax. He continued running mindlessly, pushing his body to the absolute limit.

He applied Final Breathing together with the Reaper's Poison, allowing him to sustain his stamina for incredibly long stretches at a time even if his speed was reduced. It was more important to spend every second traveling as far away from the two battling Martial Masters as possible.

The journey was almost mind-altering.

Perhaps it was because he had been exposed to fear that stemmed from his own weakness and inability that it caused a shift in psychology. Being forced to confront his weakness every second for hours on end was nothing sort of torture.

He couldn't ignore it. He couldn't focus on anything else. He was confronted by the fact that he was insignificantly weak, and was forced to run in fear because of that.

It was maddening.

He had yet to notice the intensity of his eyes.

His eyes, within which one could once get lost, had turned sharp.

They could see only one thing.

The power of a higher Realm.

That was the only thing they sought. Nothing else mattered at the moment. Nothing else could matter at the moment.

he was unable to relax even once the implicit pressure of Master

even for a

even as the pressure of the Martial Master inside his mind decreased, his mentality was unable to return to

that sustained pressure had already left its mark on his mind while it was there. It was as though he had already been molded by it, like a sword being shaped by the pressure that the hammer exerted on it

even

for power. At all

Yet now it was the most apt description. It could be seen in his eyes. He didn't like how he felt, but it

maintain his pure frolicking exploration of his Martial Art after experiencing

enough. It had caused a

Metabody System, yet all that satisfaction had long gone away after the Martial Contest and the

today. Only an uncaring fool could possibly not be affected by what he had experienced. He had initially set out to procure medical treatment because if concern and

less. The treatment had long been procured, and it had already escaped his mind. An entirely different, and much deeper desire and hunger had

didn't even feel relief as time

Hours. Days. Two weeks.

countries, mountains, valleys, inland

stopped for more than the briefest respite, consuming all the portions

never

he never once heaved a sigh of relief. If he did feel

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his eyes fixed on a small figure that floated in

An island.

the Kaddar Region after a long

he briskly sky-walked to the floating island, making sure that he was well away from the territory of the Kaddar nations. He didn't know what happened since the year he went away, and wanted to

the opportunity to gain the power he sought, but also to meet his best friend after

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