1901. Borderless

Noah had a large amount of the dense pitch-black liquid extracted by the training area, and the blueprint for the ethereal center of power was already in his mind. He only had to complete a few more steps, but the project had reached its last phase.

The old training area didn't suit his needs, so he needed to change it. Moreover, moving often would slow down an eventual study from the old rulers' side, so he didn't hesitate to list his requests and settling in a different structure.

The new training area didn't have much. It only featured reinforced surfaces and a few useful functions that Noah didn't need. He only had to work on the materials that he had gathered previously now. The inscriptions in place were only a precaution.

The liquid was the correct material, but Noah couldn't use it in its current form. It was a dense mass made of his potential, but it still belonged to the eighth rank, even if it embodied the very power to touch the superior realm.