Awespec

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night.

The World of Cultivation has changed.

Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers.

Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate.

The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman.

He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar.

But now...

Everything had changed.

He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness.

The first droplets fell.

He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears.

The River of the Night.

Rivers of the Night

Theron truly didn't expect that he would see such a thing here.

Spirit Mancer cultivation methods were rare, so rare that even a talent like Burne was left aside by the Thistles for so long. So just what kind of background did Thessa have to use such methods?

'Fusing with an Echo before Silver Mancy… I have a feeling that this isn't natural. It's more likely that she had a cultivation method that requires it. Maybe when she enters Silver Mancy, she will replace this Fire Spirit with another. Or, maybe the process of entering Silver Mancy itself requires a Silver Grade Fire Spirit?'

If Thessa knew that Theron had figured out her cultivation method with a glance, it was unknown how she would react. But what was certain for now was that she was out for murder.

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