A Practitioner of the Olden Times Part I

After Jǫrmungandr had fallen asleep, Merlin could not do anything else but wait; this time, he had no clue when Jǫrmungandr would wake up again.

“To not waste any time in vain, I should not just let it go by for nothing because the intensity of the magical power here is such a great resource for my cultivation.”

The thirty-fifth floor was packed with dense magical pressure; although not as much as where he found Lemegeton Eye, it was enough to accelerate his cultivation.

Merlin sat down and started cultivating right away.

The wild-ocean-like magical pressure was slowly absorbed by Merlin. He had to do it gradually or else the magical pressure would burst his body into dust.

The turbulent magical power was distilled into Xian vital essence.

When the distillation began, the nine Qi pillars were shaking. A vision of Qi essence that looked like a seat cushion was being formed; it was placed on the nine pillars of Qi. The first seat began to be apparent then the second one started building up.

Merlin’s Xian vital essence was increasing quickly. The magical pressure in this tower was tremendously useful for him. The overflowing energy brought him to a non-existent state where he was unaware of the situation around him.

But that did not worry Merlin because there were only him and Jǫrmungandr on this floor.

And Jǫrmungandr would never hurt him.

Merlin kept cultivating; the river of time was endlessly running through.

Until…

BANG! Krrr Krrr Krrr

Suddenly, there emerged countless extraordinarily strong waves that quaked and wobbled the tower. All the magical-pressure flows were fluctuating because of this event.

Merlin woke up from the non-existent state; his face showed that he was a little alarmed.

“What is going on?” When Merlin opened his eyes, he found Jǫrmungandr staring at him with furious gleams in his eyes.

“You…you surprised me. Your practice seems so similar to that of someone I knew.” Jǫrmungandr closed his eyes and said it as though he was reminiscing about his past.

When he reopened his eyes, he looked at Merlin then said,

“Tell me…you are his student, aren’t you?” asked Jǫrmungandr in a hoarse voice, which was slightly tainted with fear.

He even looked down upon and disdained the great emperor Solomon and called him a bastard.

Who was the old-timer talking about? How could this person scare the old man?

“Huuh… I do not understand. Who is the person you are talking about?”

Merlin asked with a face full of questions; he seemed more serious.

Merlin's cultivating method was the Xian-essence cultivation; it meant that Jǫrmungandr had met another practitioner before. But he had been locked up in here for more than ten thousand years so that person could not be the bloomer he had sensed.

Even though a bloomer’s power was stupendous, it was still not sufficient for opposing an immortal like this old man.

With how Merlin was acting right now, Jǫrmungandr knew that the kid was not lying to him; so, he continued,

“His name was Rar; I met him once in the past. His strength was like the Sun. Neither I nor that bastard Solomon nor any powerful people could defeat him. He was the true mighty man. If your practice was the same as his, it might be that you are his descendant. I believe that I could trust you to do the quest I have given you.”

The voice that Jǫrmungandr used when mentioning Rar really had a sense of respect.

So, it meant that this man named Rar had to be so impressively strong that he could make this proud one, Jǫrmungandr, scared.

In Merlin’s mind, he prayed that that person had already obtained his way to heaven so he would not have to encounter any other practitioners in this realm, no matter what stages they were in.

Getting to be in this realm was such good luck. The magical power that could be turned into Xian vital essence was really beneficial for him. This world had brought him back to exaltation; he believed that he would definitely succeed in a short period of time.

Merlin froze for a while.

“I hate to disappoint you, Lord Jǫrmungandr, but I do not have a teacher. My practice is what I have invented by accident.”

As soon as Merlin said that, Jǫrmungandr’s face seemed disappointed; in the blink of an eye, his mood changed.

Hmm…

Jǫrmungandr made a low-pitched noise from his throat and said furiously,

“Our business was done but why are you still here? Or did my order not scare you?!!”

His mood swung terrifyingly. Jǫrmungandr yelled while sending the powerful energy waves out again. These energy waves could break the air apart.

Merlin completely took the waves; his body flew out to the barrier that Jǫrmungandr had set up.

Was he mad?

Merlin clenched his tenth; there appeared at a corner of his mouth blood dripping.

Jǫrmungandr‘s power was extremely robust. Even when Merlin was attacked by the giants, he was not as injured as this time.

Only his utterance could hurt Merlin; his power was awfully formidable.

This still did not mention that Jǫrmungandr was under a spell and was already this strong. If he got out, how much would the liberation heighten his power?

Merlin started to be unsure if helping Jǫrmungandr would be good on his side. Seeing his wild mood swing emphasized his uncertainty even more. There was no guarantee that Jǫrmungandr would not harm him after he had given him that key.

Therefore, he had to be thorough about this quest, or he would probably die before achieving the Xian state.

The boy collapsed due to the injury; after a while, he turned to talk to Jǫrmungandr.

“I haven’t gotten out of here because I cannot. If the barrier you have built is still not destroyed, I won’t be able to step a foot out of this place.”

Merlin said calmly, he did not dare provoke the elder right now.

Jǫrmungandr seemed embarrassed. It was his fault, but he blamed it on the child. So, to not feel disgraced, he pretended to stay cold and used his ferocity to dodge it.

“You fool...!”

After that word, the barrier was suddenly taken down. For a moment, there was a gigantic violet magical hoop; it was filled with sacred auras. The magical power circulating in that hoop was giving off such intense energy.

Lemegeton Eye made Merlin notice that this magical hoop looked like what the Church of Light’s priest had made. The only difference was that, during that time, the priest took a long while to cast the spell. But Jǫrmungandr could create it in a flash like he was just flipping his hand.

This was the specialty of a violet-alphabet user.

Merlin could come up with this hypothesis because he was also an alphabet user. Although he was still unable to do the things Jǫrmungandr did, probably he would be able to do so in the future.

“Wait, Lord Jǫrmungandr, there is another thing I need to ask you.”