[Supre Technique Created: Asura’s Domain]
The mont the concept stabilized in his mind, Adam moved without hesitation. Behind him, his martial spirit erupted into form, and the world around him twisted violently in response.
His room vanished.
In its place, a barren wasteland spread outward in every direction, dry earth cracked beneath his feet, a lifeless sky hanging overhead. With no wind, sound or movent. Just heavy and suffocating silence, pressing in from all sides.
Adam didn’t move at first. His eyes scanned the domain carefully, sensing every shift in essence. The death affinity flowed smoothly through the space, perfectly aligned with his will, yet nothing visibly changed beyond the environnt itself.
That didn’t bother him.
A slow breath left his lungs as he analyzed the structure. This wasn’t a passive technique. It was incomplete without a target. The real effect -its true lethality- would only reveal itself when used on another living being.
A faint smile tugged at his lips.
With a single thought, the domain collapsed. The barren world shattered like glass, and his room returned instantly, as if nothing had happened. Only the lingering trace of death essence confird it had ever existed.
Adam rolled his shoulders once, grounding himself. His enlightennt had dropped to zero. Completely drained. But unlike before, there was no frustration in his expression. He already knew exactly how to recover it.
Turning, he walked toward the desk in his room and pulled out the chair. The device sitting there hadn’t been touched in a long ti. Dust had barely settled on its edges before he powered it on.
The screen lit up, and within seconds, he logged into the Alliance Portal.
Information flooded in imdiately.
Guides on faster cultivation thods. Rare resources that enhanced absorption. Detailed breakdowns of monster behavior, including weaknesses, attack patterns, and environntal advantages. Threads filled with strategies, debates, and firsthand survival accounts.
Adam’s gaze moved calmly across the screen.
He used to spend hours here after his awakening, absorbing everything he could. But once his path beca clear, once his growth accelerated beyond normal limits, he had stopped coming entirely.
Now, he was back for a different reason.
His fingers tapped lightly against the desk as he navigated to a specific section. Creation. Trade. Techniques.
Selling a self-created technique.
That was the fastest and most reliable way to earn enlightennt.
Adam’s eyes sharpened slightly as he opened the submission interface.
Asura’s Domain.
A technique born from death itself.
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Adam leaned back slightly as the submission interface for Asura’s Domain hovered in front of him. His eyes narrowed, thoughts moving quickly as he reviewed the system behind technique creation and enlightennt gain.
This wasn’t just about power.
It was about scaling it.
For every Master, the first piece of enlightennt was always spent the sa way, creating a technique. That was the foundation. After that, growth depended entirely on how many others could learn what you created.
It was a chain reaction.
For every martial artist that mastered a technique, the creator would gain one full unit of enlightennt. The process would repeat, building slowly until it reached a cap equal to the amount originally invested.
Adam’s gaze flickered slightly as an example surfaced in his mind. Wind Carnage Requiem. A high-level technique he had personally learned. By mastering it, he had contributed a single enlightennt to its creator.
A tiny piece.
But multiplied across thousands... it beca overwhelming.
That was how Masters advanced. Not just through strength, but through legacy. Each technique was an investnt, a way to convert knowledge into exponential growth, pushing them closer to the Lord rank.
Ten techniques.
That was the requirent.
Ten fully realized creations, each backed by accumulated enlightennt. Only then could a Master break through. It wasn’t just about power anymore. It was about reach, adaptability, and demand.
And that was where the problem appeared.
Adam’s fingers paused over the interface as his eyes scanned the listings. Countless techniques filled the forum, wind, fire, water, earth, lightning. Common affinities dominated everything.
But death...
Barely existed.
"But the death affinity isn’t common."
He said it quietly, but the weight behind it was obvious. Adam knew this better than anyone. Back then, he had searched endlessly for a death-based technique.
He had found nothing.
That wasn’t coincidence. Death affinity was rare, extrely rare. Even among primary affinities, it stood near the bottom in terms of population. Few had it. Even fewer survived long enough to refine it.
Which ant, it had no market.
Adam’s expression darkened slightly as the realization settled in. If no one shared his affinity, no one could learn Asura’s Domain. And if no one could learn it...
He would gain nothing.
"...Did I ss up?"
The thought slipped through before he could stop it.
For a brief mont, frustration surfaced. If he had created a wind-based technique instead, demand would have been instant. The forum was filled with users who could learn it.
But death?
It was almost useless in comparison.
Adam exhaled slowly, forcing the thought down. No. That didn’t make sense. He wasn’t careless. Every major decision he made had a reason behind it, even if it wasn’t obvious at first glance.
His mind wouldn’t overlook sothing this critical.
There had to be another angle.
His gaze sharpened as he leaned forward slightly, scanning the interface again. This ti, he wasn’t looking at affinities alone. He was looking for overlap.
Then, It clicked.
"That’s right..."
His voice was quieter now, but far more certain.
"My chaos affinity."
The mont the thought ford, everything aligned. Chaos wasn’t limited like death. It was broader. More unstable, yes, but also more flexible. It could interact, adapt, even simulate other forms under the right conditions.
Including death.
A slow smile ford on Adam’s face as the pieces ca together. If used correctly, it could be accessed through chaos as well.
That changed everything.
The audience expanded instantly.
Interest would follow.
And with it, Enlightennt.
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Author’s Note: We will get back on track soon and thank you for reading.
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