Chapter 460: Lux’s Intense Training Part 2
Lux remained seated within the ruined temple.
His breathing slowed.
One breath.
Then another.
The surrounding prana stirred.
It flowed toward him in countless invisible streams before entering his body through every pore.
The Leclair Breathing Technique.
A method passed down through generations.
Its purpose was simple.
Refine.
Purify.
Strengthen.
Every cycle removed the impurities mixed within the ambient prana before directing the refined energy toward his core.
Deep within his lower abdomen, the crystalline core revolved steadily.
Compared to the pond it had once been, it now resembled a small lake, its surface calm and filled with dense, refined prana.
Ripples spread across it as another stream poured inside.
The increase was minute.
Barely noticeable.
Yet Lux patiently repeated the process.
Cultivation had never been about shortcuts.
It was accumulation.
Minutes later, he slowly opened his eyes.
"...Good enough."
He rose to his feet.
Pure white wings unfolded behind his back.
Light drifted from every feather before disappearing into the wind.
Without another word, Lux took flight.
Boom!
The abandoned town rapidly shrank beneath him.
The deeper regions of the forest were completely different.
The sunlight barely reached the ground.
Towering trees intertwined with one another, their branches forming a natural ceiling.
The concentration of prana increased noticeably.
Naturally...
So did the monsters.
A low growl echoed through the forest.
Then another.
Lux descended onto a massive branch.
His silver eyes quietly swept across the darkness.
"..."
Leaves rustled.
One shadow.
Then two.
Five.
Ten.
Large figures stepped from behind the trees.
Werewolves.
Each stood nearly three meters tall.
Dense gray fur covered their muscular bodies.
Golden eyes glowed beneath heavy brows.
Their claws dug trenches into the earth with every step.
Powerful currents of wind spiraled around their limbs.
Unlike the previous humanoid monsters...
These possessed intelligence.
They spread apart.
Encirclement.
One blocked every escape route.
Another climbed onto the branches overhead.
Several remained hidden within the shadows.
A coordinated hunt.
Lux calmly observed them.
No expression appeared on his face.
The first werewolf suddenly disappeared.
Boom!
The ground exploded where it had stood.
A claw wrapped in compressed wind descended toward Lux’s head.
Lux raised his staff.
Clang!
Wind collided against light.
The shockwave shattered the branch beneath them.
Both figures dropped toward the forest floor.
Halfway down—
Lux spread his wings.
His descent stopped instantly.
The werewolf wasn’t so fortunate.
Before it landed—
Lux accelerated.
Flash.
He appeared beneath it.
His glowing staff swung upward.
Boom!
The strike connected beneath the creature’s ribs.
The massive body shot into the sky.
Three more werewolves attacked simultaneously.
Wind blades crossed through the air.
Lux folded one wing.
The feathers hardened into shields of condensed light.
Shing!
Every blade shattered harmlessly.
The moment they broke—
His other wing expanded.
Dozens of radiant feathers detached.
Each transformed into a streak of white light.
Twack!
Twack!
Twack!
The projectiles curved through the forest.
The werewolves twisted aside.
Some succeeded.
Others didn’t.
Light pierced shoulders.
Thighs.
Arms.
Not fatal.
Precise.
The wounds glowed.
The monsters suddenly noticed something.
Their movements had become slower.
Not because of the injuries.
Because of the light.
Lux finally spoke.
"...Domain."
White radiance expanded from beneath his feet.
Silently.
Naturally.
The forest changed.
The sunlight disappeared.
Everything became white.
Pure.
Silent.
The Domain of Light.
Inside it...
Life itself faded.
The werewolves immediately sensed it.
The vitality flowing through their powerful bodies was being steadily drained away.
Slowly.
Relentlessly.
The alpha among them roared.
Wind exploded outward.
The surrounding trees bent violently.
Several snapped completely.
The domain trembled.
Yet...
It remained.
Lux calmly walked forward.
The alpha charged.
Every step left craters.
Its fist carried enough compressed wind to pulverize boulders.
Boom!
Lux met it head-on.
His staff vanished.
Instead...
His fist became wrapped in brilliant white light.
The two attacks collided.
An explosion echoed throughout the forest.
Neither retreated.
The werewolf’s eyes widened.
Impossible.
Its superior physique...
Had been matched.
No.
Overpowered.
Lux’s Law strengthened every aspect of his body.
Muscles.
Bones.
Reflexes.
Even his senses.
He twisted his waist.
A second punch followed.
Boom!
The alpha staggered backward.
Lux continued.
No hesitation.
His movements flowed seamlessly.
Palm.
Elbow.
Knee.
Staff.
Every strike connected with surgical precision.
No unnecessary flourish.
No wasted movement.
The alpha retaliated.
Its claws became coated in compressed wind.
They slashed dozens of times within a single breath.
Lux entered the storm.
His silver eyes calmly followed every trajectory.
One step.
A slight tilt.
Half a turn.
Each attack missed him by centimeters.
To an observer...
It resembled a dance.
Beautiful.
Efficient.
Untouchable.
The alpha grew frantic.
Its breathing became rough.
The domain continued devouring its vitality.
Lux remained composed.
"...Finished."
His wings expanded.
Countless rays of light gathered around him.
Not arrows.
Not feathers.
Spears.
Thirty-six radiant spears floated silently overhead.
The remaining werewolves howled.
Together, they unleashed hundreds of wind blades.
The forest disappeared beneath the storm.
Lux pointed one finger.
The spears descended.
Boom!
The first pierced through the whirlwind.
Boom!
The second shattered another.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Every spear destroyed several attacks before continuing toward its target.
The werewolves scattered.
Too late.
Each spear adjusted its trajectory mid-flight.
One monster leaped.
The spear pursued.
Another hid behind ancient trees.
The spear pierced through the trunk without slowing.
The alpha gathered every remaining ounce of wind.
A massive tornado formed around its body.
The surrounding trees were uprooted.
Rocks floated.
Dust swallowed everything.
Lux simply extended his palm.
"...Light."
The entire domain answered.
Every particle of white radiance converged above him.
A gigantic spear formed.
Its brilliance illuminated the entire forest.
The tornado met it.
For one brief moment...
Wind resisted light.
Then—
Crack.
The tornado split apart from top to bottom.
The spear continued descending.
Boom!
The earth shook.
The shockwave spread across the forest for kilometers.
When the dust settled...
The alpha lay embedded within a massive crater.
Its body was covered in glowing cracks.
The remaining werewolves looked toward Lux.
Then toward their fallen leader.
Fear.
For the first time...
They felt fear.
Their instincts screamed.
Run.
Several turned immediately.
Lux did not pursue.
He merely raised his hand.
Small stars appeared behind him.
One hundred.
Each became an arrow of light.
"...Go."
The arrows dispersed like shooting stars.
Twack.
Twack.
Twack.
From every direction, cries echoed throughout the forest before gradually fading into silence.
The domain slowly disappeared.
The oppressive white radiance dissolved into countless motes drifting through the air.
Lux stood alone.
His breathing remained calm.
His clothes were spotless.
Not a single drop of blood stained them.
He glanced toward the deeper parts of the forest.
His expression did not change.