The fight between Jason and the tribe chief was slowly growing intense, and both knew that they wouldn't be able to win against their opponent easily.
Or at least it seemed like this, in the beginning.
Yet, contrary to the tribe chief's expectations that Jason wouldn't be strong enough to keep fighting with him, and that the fight would be heavily one-sided, Jason was giving him a really tough time.
In the end, the tribe chief wanted Jason to win, but earlier, he hadn't expected the young man to stand a chance against the other tribe chiefs. It was because of this that the tribe chief had to figure out Jason's strengths and weaknesses.
Jason may have a good heart and a distinct determination that astonished the tribe chief.
However, even that shouldn't be able to bridge the vast gap of strength between a Cultivator of the Peak Prismar stage and a Cultivator with a cultivation base at the peak of the Prismar stage's first threshold.
As such, the tribe chief had already come up with multiple ideas in his mind to turn Jason into someone who could defeat the rusty tribe chiefs. He knew that like him, even they would be unable to fight properly owing to their lack of ambition, determination, and non-existent natural combat talent.
For that Jason would only need time… or so the tribe chief thought before the fight had started.
Because the tribe chief was not able to become the Grand tribe chief owing to multiple factors, he had to trust someone else with a good heart and the necessary talent.
Yet, encountering Jason caused the tribe chief to feel a multitude of emotions ravaging his mind.
'Maybe he can already attend the gathering in two days with his current strength?' The tribe chief thus wondered, only to shake his head, returning his attention to the fight that was slowly becoming a burden for him.
His abdomen twitched, and several spots on his body began to ache heavily, indicating to the tribe chief that he would be unable to continue fighting for long.
With that in mind, he began to increase the amount of mana which he circulated through his body as he started to exert one of the few secret techniques the Mewi had comprehended.
At that moment, Jason clearly perceived that the tribe chief's entire being was becoming stronger as every single mana particle seemed to become much stronger.
The density and purity of the mana particles increase exponentially, all of a sudden. This surprised Jason as his Emperor Eyes perceived multiple things at once.
'He is still in pain from an old injury, and exceeds his limits...that should be the last attack!'
Before, the multitude of injuries that were oddly connected hadn't been visible to the Emperor Eyes, and it was only now when the tribe chief seemed to use the uppermost layer of his mana body to attack, that Jason could see the injury.
Yet, even after being able to see it, he was unable to make use of that information. As such, Jason averted his attention to the mana currents that became denser and purer.
Perceiving that the tribe chief's strength was increasing, it would soon reach the same prowess as that of a true Peak Prismar stage being.
Jason didn't want to wait until that would happen, knowing that he would be unable to defeat the tribe chief if his combat prowess were to increase further.
Thus, he began his own preparations to execute a technique only Jason and his soulbonds knew of!
Holding Byakur in front of his body with his arms stretched out, one hand was holding Byakur's tip while the other one tightly grasped the handle horizontally.
Only a moment later, tremendous streams of mana were pulled towards Jason, as his Arctic aura was fully released with both Stigmas glowing in a bright golden color.
However, it was just a second later that his Stigma and the rest of his body were enveloped in sky blue flames that had faintly glimmering silver strands intertwined within them.
Every trace of mana that was pulled towards him was absorbed by the sky blue flames before everything was drawn towards the center of Byakur, where Solaris emerged in a sky blue color.
The black origin flame was still confused about how Jason and Artemis' fusion were able to change its colors, but in the end, it simply ȧssumed that it had something to do with their connected souls and that everything was connected to Jason.
As such, if Jason were to undergo a drastic change, his soulbonds would most likely too.
Thus, being compatible with an extremely low temperature, Solaris was the first one to change after Artemis fused with Jason.
Petri however didn't undergo a change, but that was owing to his compatibility with a searing hot flame.
They didn't know the entire truth and were only making ȧssumptions that were likely to be the case for everything around the Soul world, the soulbond contracts, and their connected souls.
Too many things were unknown to them, and Jason was fully aware of this.
Fortunately, he had more than enough time to slowly get to know everything about himself, for which he was thankful.
However, instead of seeing this as a burdensome task, Jason found it interesting because it meant that there were many things he had yet to learn about the vast universe.
Taking a deep breath, Jason's mind was cleared in an instant, and he could only see the tribe chief in front of him.
Circulating his mana through his body, the vast majority was led through Byakur, empowering Solaris, whose flame had already taken the shape of a silver-eyed arctic dragon.
Sensing how the mana within the miniature silver-eyed arctic dragon, Solaris had turned into, was accumulating, Jason smiled lightly. He simply waited for the tribe chief's attack as mana seemed to gather inside his blade that turned into a bright white glowing mass.
Without moving an inch, both opponents were prepared to unleash their strongest attack, which they could do any moment.
This happened only a few seconds later as the tribe chief gathered enough mana to reach the strongest prowess he could attain with his current proficiency that had drastically decreased as well as his injury that restricted him a bit.
As such, the tribe chief brandished his longsword horizontally, releasing a sword beam that cuts through the air before arriving in front of Jason just a moment later.
Under normal circumstances, this would kill any being below the Peak of the Prismar stage, but Jason was eerily calm.
Despite knowing that the tribe chief's attack was extremely strong, Jason didn't even consider inserting some of his divine energy into the attack he was about to release. That would be too dangerous because he had yet to figure out what exactly his divine energy could do and how potent it was.
Jason didn't plan to kill any Mewi so he had to hold back. However, looking at the attack he was just about to face he couldn't believe that he had felt so.
'Maybe, I'm a little bit crazy…?'
The fight between Jason and the tribe chief was slowly growing intense, and both knew that they wouldn't be able to win against their opponent easily.
Or at least it seemed like this, in the beginning.
Yet, contrary to the tribe chief's expectations that Jason wouldn't be strong enough to keep fighting with him, and that the fight would be heavily one-sided, Jason was giving him a really tough time.
In the end, the tribe chief wanted Jason to win, but earlier, he hadn't expected the young man to stand a chance against the other tribe chiefs. It was because of this that the tribe chief had to figure out Jason's strengths and weaknesses.
Jason may have a good heart and a distinct determination that astonished the tribe chief.
However, even that shouldn't be able to bridge the vast gap of strength between a Cultivator of the Peak Prismar stage and a Cultivator with a cultivation base at the peak of the Prismar stage's first threshold.
As such, the tribe chief had already come up with multiple ideas in his mind to turn Jason into someone who could defeat the rusty tribe chiefs. He knew that like him, even they would be unable to fight properly owing to their lack of ambition, determination, and non-existent natural combat talent.
For that Jason would only need time… or so the tribe chief thought before the fight had started.
Because the tribe chief was not able to become the Grand tribe chief owing to multiple factors, he had to trust someone else with a good heart and the necessary talent.
Yet, encountering Jason caused the tribe chief to feel a multitude of emotions ravaging his mind.
'Maybe he can already attend the gathering in two days with his current strength?' The tribe chief thus wondered, only to shake his head, returning his attention to the fight that was slowly becoming a burden for him.
His abdomen twitched, and several spots on his body began to ache heavily, indicating to the tribe chief that he would be unable to continue fighting for long.
With that in mind, he began to increase the amount of mana which he circulated through his body as he started to exert one of the few secret techniques the Mewi had comprehended.
At that moment, Jason clearly perceived that the tribe chief's entire being was becoming stronger as every single mana particle seemed to become much stronger.
The density and purity of the mana particles increase exponentially, all of a sudden. This surprised Jason as his Emperor Eyes perceived multiple things at once.
'He is still in pain from an old injury, and exceeds his limits...that should be the last attack!'
Before, the multitude of injuries that were oddly connected hadn't been visible to the Emperor Eyes, and it was only now when the tribe chief seemed to use the uppermost layer of his mana body to attack, that Jason could see the injury.
Yet, even after being able to see it, he was unable to make use of that information. As such, Jason averted his attention to the mana currents that became denser and purer.
Perceiving that the tribe chief's strength was increasing, it would soon reach the same prowess as that of a true Peak Prismar stage being.
Jason didn't want to wait until that would happen, knowing that he would be unable to defeat the tribe chief if his combat prowess were to increase further.
Thus, he began his own preparations to execute a technique only Jason and his soulbonds knew of!
Holding Byakur in front of his body with his arms stretched out, one hand was holding Byakur's tip while the other one tightly grasped the handle horizontally.
Only a moment later, tremendous streams of mana were pulled towards Jason, as his Arctic aura was fully released with both Stigmas glowing in a bright golden color.
However, it was just a second later that his Stigma and the rest of his body were enveloped in sky blue flames that had faintly glimmering silver strands intertwined within them.
Every trace of mana that was pulled towards him was absorbed by the sky blue flames before everything was drawn towards the center of Byakur, where Solaris emerged in a sky blue color.
The black origin flame was still confused about how Jason and Artemis' fusion were able to change its colors, but in the end, it simply ȧssumed that it had something to do with their connected souls and that everything was connected to Jason.
As such, if Jason were to undergo a drastic change, his soulbonds would most likely too.
Thus, being compatible with an extremely low temperature, Solaris was the first one to change after Artemis fused with Jason.
Petri however didn't undergo a change, but that was owing to his compatibility with a searing hot flame.
They didn't know the entire truth and were only making ȧssumptions that were likely to be the case for everything around the Soul world, the soulbond contracts, and their connected souls.
Too many things were unknown to them, and Jason was fully aware of this.
Fortunately, he had more than enough time to slowly get to know everything about himself, for which he was thankful.
However, instead of seeing this as a burdensome task, Jason found it interesting because it meant that there were many things he had yet to learn about the vast universe.
Taking a deep breath, Jason's mind was cleared in an instant, and he could only see the tribe chief in front of him.
Circulating his mana through his body, the vast majority was led through Byakur, empowering Solaris, whose flame had already taken the shape of a silver-eyed arctic dragon.
Sensing how the mana within the miniature silver-eyed arctic dragon, Solaris had turned into, was accumulating, Jason smiled lightly. He simply waited for the tribe chief's attack as mana seemed to gather inside his blade that turned into a bright white glowing mass.
Without moving an inch, both opponents were prepared to unleash their strongest attack, which they could do any moment.
This happened only a few seconds later as the tribe chief gathered enough mana to reach the strongest prowess he could attain with his current proficiency that had drastically decreased as well as his injury that restricted him a bit.
As such, the tribe chief brandished his longsword horizontally, releasing a sword beam that cuts through the air before arriving in front of Jason just a moment later.
Under normal circumstances, this would kill any being below the Peak of the Prismar stage, but Jason was eerily calm.
Despite knowing that the tribe chief's attack was extremely strong, Jason didn't even consider inserting some of his divine energy into the attack he was about to release. That would be too dangerous because he had yet to figure out what exactly his divine energy could do and how potent it was.
Jason didn't plan to kill any Mewi so he had to hold back. However, looking at the attack he was just about to face he couldn't believe that he had felt so.
'Maybe, I'm a little bit crazy…?'
