A slow, careful breath came out of my mouth.
I didn't need to breathe. I don't know why; I could never shake it away. I had spent over a century on my core, but even here, in the avatar, I would always breathe.
It's different from outside work, where I breathe into places where there is no need to breathe.
I am powerful enough to go without breathing for weeks and more if I prepared well, then years.
Once I broke through the Prime. I would not need to beath.
I have seen some Primes, especially the older ones. They cease to breathe—not all of them, but some—and it always weirds me out.
I don't think I will let go of this. No matter the height of power, I will never reach.
Speaking of power, I should focus on what I am doing. If I fail, I will waste a massive amount of resources, which is something I don't want to do.
I am drawing a complex formation made with extremely rare materials.
This formation contained the runes I had comprehended, and as I drew them, I actively infused forbidden power into it.
This is part of my breakthrough formation. I am taking my time with it because I need to improve it. This is the formation for the most dangerous phase of my practice.
The forbidden power made me an anomaly. I could do things that will kill others.
I am an Initial Sky Sovereign with the power of High-Prime. That is not normal, not even with my inflated constitution.
I was scared of it, but I would practice the method every day.
Since I started on the third level, it has not stretched. Every session seemed to reinforce that stretched part, which is a good thing, but it didn't relieve me.
There are many other problems, or rather anomalies, that could turn into a massive problem in a breakthrough. I need a breakthrough formation that could suppress that.
This time, the breakthrough formation is extremely personalized.
It always is, but this time, it is more. I cannot afford any mistakes, so I am working hard on breakthrough formation.
I have been working on it for nearly three decades in my core, and even now, I am taking it slow.
I am nearly finished with it, which is good because I will have spent a few years in this place in a few months, and I will have finished my inheritance.
The moment I reach my body's limit and the forbidden power, I will make a breakthrough; I need to make a breakthrough.
It had become important for my survival. Given how crazy people have become for the forbidden power crystals.
If I make a breakthrough, I will have the power of the Peak Prime. Then, I wouldn't need to escape here if things got too troublesome.
I have prepared an escape plan to escape from the enemies coming from out, but also Taurus. I don't trust Carter even now. I do not doubt that he realizes who I am. He will not hesitate to kill me.
He is good as far as the people go, but I am tempted—something he couldn't resist. Even my organization knew they couldn't resist and asked me to stay away.
I have made enough progress that I could hide in the formation.
I couldn't do much against the formation in the center, but I could do many things in the middle ring. I have tinkered with and added things that will make it impossible for them to find me.
It's such a regret that I couldn't make much progress in the center's formation ring.
The organization protecting formation.
It is powerful, and my knowledge isn't deep enough that I could tinker with it, but I am slowly taking a step toward it. If I stayed in this place long enough, it would cease to become a threat to me.
I drew another rune and then another. It's not easy; the formation is complex, and it takes energy to draw out each rune.
If I could use the laws, it would have been much easier, but I could only comprehend them. I couldn't even use them, even in my most sacred place.
There are some laws that even forbidden power couldn't fully bend.
Time passed, and I have reached the last of the runes. I have become even more careful. I cannot make any mistakes. If I did, I would waste not only the ink but also the material I had forged.
Seconds passed and turned into minutes. I kept drawing rune after rune before, and finally, I finished the last rune.
Immediately, it buzzed and lit, and it began to change. It shrank in size and became thinner—so thin that it was invisible to the naked eye. Google seaʀᴄh NoveIＦire.net
Seeing that, a tired small appeared on my face.
A moment later, I exited my core and closed my eyes. Falling asleep.
Yes, those runes had made me tired enough that I needed to sleep to ward off the tiredness.
I woke up in the afternoon an hour and a half later. All the tiredness I was feeling had disappeared.
I didn't get up from the bed immediately. I just lay there thinking. It had been ten days since I returned, and till now, no trouble has come, but I know it might.
It might happen in the next hour or year, and I hope I will be ready to deal with it.
Knowing I am thinking too much about it. I pushed away my thoughts and got up before freshening up.
I was thinking of drinking afternoon tea and thinking about the kind I wanted to when the bell rang.
It was from the bronze door of the formation. Earlier, there was just a screen, but I now added a bronze door—a real one. I forced myself to do this.
I looked toward it and, surprised, couldn't help but appear on my face. I thought it would be Primes or one of my neighbors, but it was two girls.
Two women, actually, and they looked scared.