1127 Higher [Existence]
"I'm getting tired of facing you," complained Wang Wei as he sensed his spiritual body rapidly collapsing. However, he felt he had to say his piece. He grunted before bracing himself to resist the pressure. This time around, he did not know how long had passed, but with every waking minute, his spirit weakened, Wang Wei was sweating immensely, and his eyes were blurred.
'I'm on the verge of passing out,' he thought, but even pondering such a small sentence aggravated the situation. So, he had to empty his mind to focus slowly on resisting. After what felt like an eternity, Wang Wei suddenly felt he could breathe. His legs wobbled as if an immense strength had been lifted, but it was so sudden that he had not adapted yet.
His body, or spirit, took deep breaths to calm down and gather strength. However, the sense of weakness was simply overwhelming, and for some reason, Wang Wei felt an intense need to throw up.
'That's a sensation I haven't felt in a couple of million years,' he thought, but once again, he was so weak that even thinking made his head hurt. Wang Wei regulated his breathing to ensure his spirit recovered as swiftly as possible while he watched that colossal eye dissipate. If he were not so weak, he would have given it a piece of his mind or, at the very least, give him the middle finger.
'For fuck's sake, this is not over?' He ignored the terrible migraine as he watched a bridge appear before him. According to his calculation, he predicted there would be resistance from Heavenly Dao as he tried this ceremony. Still, he did not expect an entire trial prepared for this occasion and one so well-prepared.
So now, Wang Wei had to ponder whether someone had already walked a similar path - hence the well-created trial. Or, True Heavenly Dao reacted swiftly and organized this trial based on what he was trying to do.
'I'm getting tired of these high-level entities regulating every aspect of the universe,' Wang Wei complained before slowly walking to that bridge. A faceless and genderly spirit similar to the first trial appeared and rushed toward him as soon as he took the first step.
'Another fight?' Wang Wei immediately took a fighting pose despite being in the worst possible shape for any combat. He might currently be weaker than a drunkard who hadn't eaten for two weeks, had a debilitating disease in which their organs were failing, and was heavily injured from falling ten stories high- but he would still fight until his body and mind collapsed.
Luckily, he did not have to fight - at least not in the physical sense. The spirit did not attack him but entered his body. Wang Wei immediately senses a black spot on his spiritual body. 'Huh? What's this?' Normally, he could deduce this kind of thing instantly, but his mind was not in the best state. Soon, a second spirit entered his body, and something clicked in Wang Wei's mind: 'Assimilation,' he concluded. 'If the first test was me resisting the strength of this era, this one is about resisting its assimilation. No, not resist per se. My goal is to assimilate my [Existence] into the [Heavenly Emperor Era], but while I can assimilate it, it can do the same to me.'
He immediately understood the severity of the situation. If he fails the assimilation, not only will his plan fail, but he will die in some way or form as his [Existence] is instead assimilated.
'I will probably lose my physical body and soul, existing in another form similar to those people in Limbo. That's unacceptable.'
He began to resist these spirits' assimilation while trying to assimilate them. However, the process was not as easy as he expected because the most important aspect of this battle was not his use of spirit or his Willpower but his understanding and control of [Existence]. Wang Wei had to apply everything he knew [Existence] from Madman Chu as he slowly walked through that bridge and assimilated all these spirits, which were the physical manifestation of every possibility of the Heavenly Emperor Era.
After another eternity, Wang Wei passed through the bridge, but he was truly about to pass out. He had reached his limit even for someone of his Willpower, and the world was about to become dark any second now.
Then, he sensed a mysterious power that rapidly recuperated his spirit. His eyes opened in the court, and he was still sitting cross-legged inside the magic circle.
"What happened?" Wang Wei looked around in confusion for a few seconds before gaining complete mental acuity. His terrifying brain processing speed returned, and he immediately realized many things, including that less than a minute had passed despite spending Heaven knows how long in that spiritual place.
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