The Primordial Record novel Chapter 523

Chapter 523 The Might of A Nascent Primordial

All of reality seemed to shake as the pillar of ice appeared to be holding the heavens as both of its ends extended for millions of miles into deep space with no end in sight.

This might seem to be challenging the pillar of blood standing behind the Narghal Tyrant.

Even Rowan was a bit shocked at the power of his Primordial Sea of Darkness, he had only spat out a small fraction of it, and already it was breaking the rules of reality, for if this pillar was not destroyed there was already a possibility that it would continue extending for another billion miles, the energy inside it seemingly infinite.

This sort of power was faintly exceeding that of a god or an Archmage.

Rowan pushed himself away from the Tribulation Ring, pushing himself away from the relentless force of 'Decay' his eyes peering through the ice where the Narghal Tyrant's body was slowly pushing his way through his primordial Sea of Darkness!

This being was very tough and also very powerful, what a dreadful combination.

Rowan understood the strength of this Black Ice, even Dao Ma would not be able to move a single inch encased in a fraction of what he used on this creature!

A piercing red light was beginning to shine from the eyes of the Narghal Tyrant as the ice made a subtle creaking sound, he would be breaking out soon., but it would still take a while.

It was because Rowan's perception was so acute that he could even detect that the Narghal Tyrant was moving, and if he maintained that speed, it might even take him centuries to escape from its confinement.

Rowan settled down as he was quickly analyzing the skirmish that had transpired.

This Narghal Tyrant was not a god, or an Archmage, in fact, Rowan could detect no trace of Aether in any of the moves he had made and everything he was doing was just using pure strength, but was that all to this picture? Rowan thought not, there was something he was missing.

Rowan's body suddenly flared golden and he vanished from his position, Just barely a fraction of a moment after he vanished the space he had occupied shattered into pieces, as a massive hatchet made from bones tore through that area.

Rowan reappeared a few thousand feet away and looked solemnly at the body of the Narghal Tyrant that was building himself from the leg up from billions of red squirming maggots. Four massive hatchet waved through the air held my large strands of red maggots, the body encased in the Black Ice slowly collapsed into nothing.

That red light in the Narghal Tyrant's eyes was not just light, it was Intent!

This was what he had been missing! The strength of the Narghal Tyrant did not come from his muscles or blood, it all came from Intent, but it was not Intent that was directed towards the world, this was all focused on one's body.

This novel way of utilizing Intent was interesting, and it would surely require a special kind of physique to pull it off, or was it the benefits of having your Technique at the Origin Stage?