Celestial Bloodline

Chapter 800: Waking up in the wrong place I



Splashing sounds of water being disturbed resonated through the tranquil atmosphere as Kyle stepped into the lake. The fishes in the lake appeared delighted to sense him. They gathered and began circling his lower body. Brilliant beams of light reflected off their scales, illuminating the water as they eagerly followed his every movement.

Kyle's gaze was locked onto the multicolored stone resting at the heart of the lake. With each step, a hint of nervous excitement bubbled within him, amplifying the thrill of the moment. Before long, he stood before the stone with his lower body submerged in the crystal-clear water. With a deep, steadying breath, he reached out and touched the stone's smooth surface.

Outside the place, a strange, almost mystical phenomenon erupted within his real body, as if an unseen force that had been restraining him from crossing the sacred final boundary of immortality and entering the extraordinary realm of higher beings was finally shattered.

In that moment, Kyle felt it clearly-the otherworldly energy everyone referred to as nature's energy surging through his entire being, intertwining with his essence as if it wanted to merge with his soul. And it did.

He had finally transcended the boundary and entered a formidable realm where he was no longer just an ordinary individual. He had ascended to the highest rank-the Celestial rank- standing at the pinnacle.

Now, every action he would take would resonate with the fabric of nature itself.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Suddenly, Kyle felt his consciousness flickering away, as if it were leaving this place to finally return to his body. But he didn't fail to notice when the multicolored stone he touched shone brilliantly.

At first, a chilling blue hue emerged on its surface, overpowering all other colors. But then something extraordinary happened-the other colors, which had been subdued by the icy blue, fought back fiercely with all their might, crawling to the surface. Then, the myriad hues on the surface of the large rock spread out in all directions, staining the clear water around it with their shades.

The icy color struggled to dominate the lake's surface, striving to claim it entirely. However, in the end, it settled for one-third of the surface, feeling rather aggrieved by the outcome. If it had already lost so much ground when Kyle had just stepped into the Celestial rank to the other natural elements, what would happen when this Celestial climbed to higher stages of this rank?

Wouldn't it be left with even less influence and presence in his life?

With time, Kyle would undoubtedly grow stronger, and the icy color would inevitably be overshadowed by the powerful presence of the other elements, which, for reason unknown, appeared very eager to connect with this newly ascended Celestial.

If only the other Celestials could witness this scene, they would likely have gone wild with utter shock and disbelief. A Celestial can typically attract one, two, or at most three elements of nature when they cross the boundary, as nature doesn't favor being controlled by many. Over time, they may learn to command more elements. Yet this young cub had already attracted such a stunning array of colors to his lake?

Unfortunately, this lake belonged to Kyle and would vanish when his consciousness returned to his body, meaning no one else could see it until he advanced to a higher stage in his rank and returned here.

Of course, they could use force, but who would be free to do so except for the one with an inferiority complex who monitored every young person who ascended to the Celestial rank? Yet even that person was dragged away by his companion.

Kyle's vision turned blank. He didn't resist the darkness creeping in around him. With a satisfied expression, he willed himself to return to his body. He had gained a lot from this experience. He wondered how much time had passed in the outside world.

A wide smirk spread across his face as he absorbed the knowledge flooding his mind just as his consciousness returned to his real body in the outside world.

Unlike the lower power ranks, there was a total of seven stages in the Celestial rank.

With each new stage, a person would grow more powerful. But how much? Kyle needed to

uncover that over time.

He was so happy that he let out a loud chuckle. Now imagine how his smile and excitement vanished faster than a candle's flame extinguished by the wind when he opened his eyes, only to be met by a very familiar pair of obsidian eyes with purple slits staring down at him.

"........"

Azazeal was kneeling on the same purple stage where Kyle had seen him last time, a haunting figure shrouded in darkness. The stage hovered just a few meters above the place where Kyle's body was floating. Faint howls of tortured souls echoed through the air, mingling with the aura of nothingness that engulfed everything around them.

The obsidian eyes gazing at him appeared utterly lost-as if they had been stripped of purpose and meaning. But as they stared at him, clarity finally ignited within them, as if a long-dormant fire had been rekindled.

Okay, maybe Kyle had woken up in a very, very wrong place. With this thought in mind, he shut his eyes, hoping the man staring at him with a gaze that screamed 'kill, kill, and kill' would overlook his meager presence.

He had just broken through to the first stage of Celestial rank and knew it would take time for him to acclimate to the new body his bloodline had created for him.

Knowing all this, Kyle couldn't possibly confront someone more powerful than himself at the moment, especially not this man, even though he harbored an intense desire to kill him. Lest he meet his demise on the very day he had attained a level of strength where he was no longer bound by fate, as his existence was now unshackled from its constraints. Previously, he didn't have a fate, which had thrust him into many life-threatening situations, but now, as a Celestial, he didn't need it anymore.

But who was he kidding?

Like a beast on the hunt, Azazeal pounced at him with a speed he couldn't even dodge.