6 Energy control

Azazel huffed and puffed as he struggled to gather the remnant energy apparent within his daitian, craters and broken trees littered the place in huge numbers. The gruesome process of gathering energy, then slowly molding the energy into a specific shape and releasing it outwards WHILE controlling it to do your bidding proved too difficult.

It is one thing to induce something and conjure it outwards, but to establish a connection with the substance you have released and control it without any form of physical contact is a level only masters could hope to achieve.

Yet chief was ruthless in his teaching method, if he could not manage to control his energy this efficiently by the time sun sets, it will be another day of no food.

It has been exactly 5 days since he arrived in the scarlet dragon mountain range, and 7 days since his body got teleported from earth to the blue wind empire, the location in which the main characters of against the god began their epic journey.

Speaking of main characters, yun che was probably dealing with the dilemma back at home. With the arrival of the xiao clan main branche's young lecherous master, in addition to xiao yulong's jealous and evil natured heart, problems were bound to procreate- especially considering the fact that xia qingyue is known by the mass to be a drop dead beauty only a rare few could hope of achieving the same level of grace. How extremely tragic: or so he hoped to say.

Azazel particularly slapped his forehead in sudden exclamation at the bullshit MC plot armor. I mean, did he really HAVE to reincarnate while retaining all of his fighting experience? Did he have to go ahead and meet the overpowered master that was jasmine just so he could be provided with the profound veins of a god? Goodness gracious, the coincidences behind his growth to power is hilarious as it is mind boggling.

Azazel sneered quietly, his mouth curling up in slight distaste. Chief, on the other hand, merely hovered next to his face, flickering a dozen times as if to say

I know what you are thinking

" You're just mad that yun che is going to kick your ass if you attempt to think with your third leg, especially after meeting his future harem members."

" I don't know about that chief. They are not going to be his future harem members, truth to be told. I'm the main character up in this dump now." azazel smugly raised his index finger, wiggling it back and forth in comical protest.

" I don't wanna hear it. Sun down is in about 5 hours. You have yet to even touch the fundamental laws behind controlling energy. Get your small behind back to work, the gap between you and the future paramount characters will keep being larger and larger."

The white haired youth sighed in hopelessness as he took off the filthy shirt,his exposed, tender white skin bracing itself against the torrents of wind that seemed harmless in nature.

Chief flickered even more in what is clear annoyance, for it cannot believe how a male could possess such delicate skin. What's even more unfortunate is the lack of visible muscle on the youth's body… It was really starting to regret on its initial decision of picking this particular human as a vessel.

" looking like a whole bich" came the expected response to the boy's innocent action of stripping.

Azazel's brow twitched slightly, deciding not to mind the subtle jabs of his spirit, training was more important.

The scarlet energy that disappeared as a result of his inadequate focus reappeared again, this time choosing to materialize only at the palm of his hand. Azazel closed his eyes in an attempt to clear all thoughts away from his subconscious, he could visualize the small spark of light that symbolizes his affinity and imagination of what the energy looked like.

Time to test the waters.

Per his will, he tried to mold the spark of light, change its shape into that of a small ball. The process seemed extremely tedious at first, for every time he set his mind into a specific shape, the small concentration of energy rejected him completely.

Without much success, he tried to be docile in his approach, slowly and steadily allowing his subconscious to connect with the spark of energy… and successfully did it work, for the energy stopped struggling and allowed itself to merge into his very being, becoming a part within his mental state that he could access and manipulate at will.

Azazel opened his eyes, a devilish small tugged the corners of his lips as his scarlet pupils landed on the energy apparent within the middle of his palm. Almost instantly after, the energy arcanely twisted and churned, taking on the well constructed shape of a densely packed ball oozing with vitality and strength.

Without further thought, the boy threw the ball with all the force he could muster and watched in silent affirmation as the ball made immediate contact with the trees, sending all physical object into brief devastation around the vicinity of 20 meters.

Chief floated next to him, a silent air of surprise and pride surrounded his circumambient.

"Well done, boy. The strongest force in this world is not fire or any other element. But it is profound energy itself. Once you reach a certain level, all attacks will be ineffective against you, thought that is something Explainable only for another day. Clean up, The wolves you killed could be used as dinner."

"HOOOOOORAY!" azazel screamed to the skies in jubilation, his feet supported him as he jumped down from atop the mountain into the raging waters bellow. He could finally understand why people say that the best reward is one's realization of how hard he or she worked, and how that work translates into success one could not help but feel accomplished for.

The boy swimmed in the unpredictable waters, the smile beautifying his face all the more apparent under the yellow, setting sun.