“Normally the abilities of one’s spatial will is restricted to certain facets. For example, there are spatial attack specialists, defensive specialist, and movement specialists. However, your profundity is such that your spatial will embodies them all.” Dyon’s master spoke as he charged through the 8th tier.
“One of the reasons spatial wills aren’t categorized as supreme laws is exactly because of this. Its abilities are too restricted and the laws of the universe limit what it could possibility do.”
Dyon flashed forward hundreds of meters, his Weapon’s Hell Arrays following him and unleashing barrage after barrage of unceasing attacks.
“The reason Void will is on a level above is because of its devastating attack potency. Even beyond spatial tears, void tears don’t simply cut. Comparing space will with void will is like comparing a flame without characteristics to another with several.
“However, these things go hand in hand. While spatial will could never match void will in attack potency, void will can never match spatial will in controlled space manipulation.
“Essentially, void will is meant to cause destruction, to act as a blackhole of sorts that can tear something apart from its deepest hidden levels. While it can imitate spatial will by using these abilities to tear apart space, it’s only that, an imitation.
“By that same token, spatial will can communicate with the surroundings to tear space as well, but its efficiency is far better.
“The best way to describe it is that both wills are specialized tools that happen to be able to do other things, but, for obvious reasons, they’re the best at doing what they’re meant to do.”
Dyon listened silently.
These characteristics of void will were probably responsible for why Ri could use those mini cyclones as meridian replacements. It seems void will had characteristics of destruction and strong gravity akin to a blackhole. It was no wonder that it was categorized as a supreme law.
At the same time, though, if the profundity of Dyon’s spatial will was analyzed, it would likely be on par with a supreme law as well. Although it fell short of void will in terms of attack potency, it won out in terms of versatility.
Plus, if Dyon fused his spatial will with his sword will, its attack potency would increase another level much closer to the destructive capabilities of void will.
“However, your use of spatial will in combat is terrible!” Esmeralda chided. “You’ve completely neglected your movement techniques just because you’re content to teleport around the battlefield for extra style points.
“For one, you’re wasting an unnecessary amount of stamina. If it wasn’t for the fact your soul was so far beyond anything most celestials would have, you wouldn’t be able to account for such a cost. Still, just because you can do something, doesn’t mean you should.
“Secondly, you lack control and flexibility. You should be using your spatial will as a supplement to your movement, not as the core attraction.”
“Understood.” Dyon’s eyes lost their luster as they began to glow with a faint gold light.
Currently, Dyon had experienced three depths of selflessness. However, he could only access the first freely, while the remaining two were too taxing.
The first state was an emotionless late, making it inherently flawed. Although mindlessly cultivating was good, cultivation was inextricably linked to one’s disposition. Becoming emotionless was usually detrimental to an end that almost always required understanding oneself. Even for techniques that required being emotionless, the profundity usually lied in the process of casting away emotions. If you skipped that step, learning the technique was meaningless.
The second state was the reason Dyon’s cultivation had finally unsealed. It allowed selflessness without losing one’s disposition. It gave an added level of clarity that sped up Dyon’s cultivation by tens of times the first state. However, the drain on his mental energy wasn’t something Dyon could handle just yet.
The third state was so devastating that it could only be sustained by life force. Of course, even if Dyon wanted to enter this state again, he would be unlikely to succeed. Although the results were truly heaven defying, the cost was equally as great. Dyon estimated that he had lost almost 20 000 years of life in this state. Even he didn’t know exactly why he was still alive.
That said, with Dyon’s intelligence, how could he not suspect Luna? Still, he forcibly suppressed those thoughts because unlike Amphorae… He would never see Luna again…
Dyon slipped into the first state almost as an escape. At least with it, he wouldn’t have to think about such sad things.
By now, he could maintain this first state for three hours. The good news was that although it wasn’t as powerful as the two others, it not only helped his comprehension, but also his fighting prowess.
The more techniques Dyon mastered, the more he started to see what final destination his master envisioned.
The seamless flow between various weapons and styles, the unpredictable nature of his approaches, and the seemingly endless responses to the toughest of situations. It felt as though he had an answer to whatever obstacle he faced.
Soon, Dyon had made his way to a very familiar set of pearly white stairs to once more find a very angered black striped white tiger, no longer nonchalantly laying in rest, but suffused with a clear unbridled anger and killing intent.
Dyon laughed, strolling toward the growling tiger with a wide smile on his face with a spear weighing more than a million jin sitting on his shoulder.
“To think you’d still be so mad after seven losses. Maybe the eighth time’s the charm.”