Inside the sealed chamber, Ery sat in a lotus position as he slowly exhaled a long breath. Sweat rolled down his temples and soaked the collar of his robe while violent energies surged through his ridians like floodwaters crashing through narrow channels.
Devouring the essence of a Three Cosmos expert was no easy task.
The Chira Sovereign had walked a cultivation path centered around the Laws of Beasts and bodily transformation. His power was built upon forced mutation, predatory vitality, and the unnatural reshaping of flesh. This inheritance was wild and difficult to digest.
Several tis, waves of bestial impulse rose within him.
Ery's jaw tightened as he suppressed them all.
Fortunately, beneath those savage branches lay a deeper root he did understand.
Nature Law.
Growth, adaptation, evolution, and transformation were all extensions of it. Because of that shared foundation, Ery could slowly dismantle the chaotic inheritance and rge useful portions into his own system rather than allowing the foreign power to poison him.
Even so, the process was exhausting.
While his body refined the stolen essence, his mind focused on the mories.
The devouring process never preserved everything perfectly. Knowledge shattered quickly once a soul collapsed. Important mories could dissolve into aningless fragnts within monts if not seized in ti.
His main target was clear.
[The Twelve Spirit Beast Arts]
[The Twelve Spirit Beast Arts]
He had already obtained partial fragnts from Varkul, but this disciple was never entrusted with the technique's true core. They received only enough to serve, never enough to surpass their master.
Now, through the Chira Sovereign himself, Ery finally had access to the original inheritance.
The Twelve Spirit Beast Arts were far more sophisticated than he had expected. From the notes left behind by the legendary hermits, it was one of the high-grade divine techniques that could help soone reach the peak of the Grand Magus Realm, and even break into the Supre Realm.
It was no wonder that it had awakened the greed of the Chira Sovereign.
Ery opened his eyes briefly and, with a flick of his finger, a white pearl-like pill rose into the air and landed in his palm. Delicate verdant runes moved across its surface like living vines under snow.
The newly refined Tier 8 dicine.
[Serenity Pill]
Forged using Elysian Leaves and several precious materials, it had been designed specifically to aid deep comprehension and stabilize thought during difficult cultivation.
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Ery swallowed it imdiately.
Cool dicinal energy spread upward from his chest into his mind. The roaring chaos of conflicting mories softened. Countless fragnts that had been slipping away now slowed, paused long enough for him to grasp and organize them.
His divine sense sharpened.
He began reconstructing the art.
The first branch was the internal cultivation path, divided into seven progressive stages. Each stage tempered the cultivator's body and spirit, increasing compatibility with stronger beasts. Without sufficient advancent, attempting to bond with a higher-ranked creature would cause backlash, madness, or death.
The second branch was the external rune system.
Twelve major beast-binding formations were ant to be imprinted upon twelve critical regions of the body—arms, legs, chest, spine, eyes, heart, lungs, and more. These runes functioned as channels, allowing bonded beasts to lend their strength, instincts, and innate divine abilities.
The chamber lights dimd and brightened with the passing cycles, but he never moved from his seat. At tis, silver runes rotated around him. At others, phantom beast silhouettes ford briefly in the air before dissolving.
The exhaustion was visible—but so was satisfaction.
Ery remained in seclusion for ten days, untill he successfully reconstructed five of the seven internal cultivation stages and also restored eight of the twelve body rune formations.
That was likely the limit of what could be recovered directly from fragnted mories. The remaining stages would require personal deduction and experintation.
Even incomplete, the harvest was imnse.
At the fourth stage, a cultivator could safely form one stable bond with a Godly-ranked spirit beast. At the fifth stage, two or three simultaneous bonds beca possible.
That was already within Ery's expectations.
He lifted one hand.
Sealed cages of light materialized before him, then dissolved.
Two spirit beasts appear, hovering around him.
The first was the Silver Veil Ape.
Its body was compact yet powerful, every muscle hidden beneath long silver fur that flowed like liquid moonlight. Even while restrained, it refused to stay still. It darted across the chamber, blurring into the surrounding shadows before erging elsewhere an instant later.
Its golden eyes were bright, cunning, and filled with mischievous wariness.
This was the true reason the beast interested Ery so deeply.
The Silver Veil Ape's concealnt did not co from speed or illusion, but from a profound law. Even with only a brief study, Ery could see its amazing ability to correlate darkness and light—a Shadow Law, one of the particularly elusive branches of the Darkness Law that he had long lacked.
His own comprehension of darkness had focused more on spatial and devouring power. If he could successfully forge a bond with the Silver Veil Ape through the Twelve Spirit Beast Arts, he would gain far more than a powerful technique—his mastery of the Darkness Law would beco far more complete.
The second spirit beast held a far deeper and more personal significance to Ery.
It was the Blood Raven.
The dark crimson bird stood silently upon a ring of sealing light. Whenever it shifted, a faint tallic scent spread through the chamber, rich with blood energy and predatory aura. This raven was not just another captured beast.
It was a legacy left behind by his friend, Chumo.
Ery had spent the last few years consulting several experts regarding this spirit beast, and he was hopeful that the newly obtained high-grade spirit beast technique could create the stable bond he needed. If successful, he would not only preserve Chumo's final legacy but also bring it with him into future battles at his side.
Together, the Blood Raven and the Silver Veil Ape offered trendous potential.
Both would greatly enhance his versatility and combat prowess.
Still, Ery remained realistic. Mastering the divine technique would take years. He also needed to decipher the rune formations, and although Klea could assist him in that matter, it would still take ti to create the appropriate patterns compatible with both the beasts and himself. Forming a true bond with each spirit beast would also require ti.
These were long-term gains; fortunately, he has his two avatars to help with the task.
With a casual wave of his hand, the two sealed beasts were guided back into their containnt arrays. Layers of light folded over them as the formations activated, locking their presence away once more. The chamber grew quiet the mont they vanished.
Only then did Ery turn his attention inward.
He closed his eyes and directed his senses toward the vast current of spiritual energy still moving through his ridians—the remnants of the Chira Sovereign's devoured essence.
Its effects were undeniable.
The violent instability that had plagued his aura for so long had gradually settled into calm balance. Cracks hidden deep within his spiritual foundation had nearly healed.
He could feel it with absolute clarity.
He was but a breath away from complete recovery.
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