Mystical Journey

His strength had merely been 16 points before advancing to form 6, which means 2 points had been added.

Agility was at 12 points, increased by 2 points.

Vitality was also at 12 points, also an increment of 2 points.

Intelligence was the same, so there were no changes.

For the potential points to have silently fallen to 0, Garen believed he had a theory; after killing Hellgate, he didn’t obtain any potential points, hence he didn’t have any increments. Whereas ever since his closed training, the potential points had decreased during the process of recovery over the years. Obviously, the recovery of the body via Secret Technique was due to the consumption of the potential points.

Even though the Secret Technique absorbed the pressure and extreme cold to repair the body, the source of the power that was used to activate the recovery was ultimately the potential points.

The Secret Technique that morphed into an evil technique, any other totem user would have died from the self-detonation from this change. But Garen had enough potential points to spare to replace his life force. This was what allowed him to survive the harsh conditions of the deep sea.

After checking over himself carefully, Garen could feel that there was only a tiny part of his body that was completely repaired. It was obvious that the potential points had been completely exhausted, and he could only wake up from the deep recovery slumber when the Living Secret Technique lost its source.

As well as the last Soul Limit, though he was unaware what that was.

Garen frowned and looked over at the Soul Limit pane. A descriptive message then appeared in his head.

‘Soul limit is the highest limit of one’s attributes. The life gene will increase its upper limits following one’s natural physiological properties, this was innately decided, just like all other creatures, this is a limit bottlenecked by the flesh and blood given by their parents. Whereas the soul limit helps adjust the genetic limits beyond the congenital limit, perfectly reaching a higher realm and breaking through the innate shackles.’

Garen felt that this message had already been in his head originally, but was only activated when he paid attention to this place. This allowed him to confirm that this special ability was based off from his subconscious’ generation of such immense ability. To be able to use his understanding of the knowledge and language systems to the fullest extent, he could collate and tap into the potential of the subconscious to maximize the use of external forces, accurately reflecting his status.

Hence, his abilities would continuously undergo changes alongside the expansion of his knowledge, though what he didn’t know would not be preemptively shown. It was the same for the Soul Limit.

If that was the case, were his Soul Limit to be at 20 points, did it symbolize that all his attributes would be maximized at 20 points?

As he began to doubt, he decided not to pursue it further, as the messages from the subconscious feedback were reassuring.

His brain began to become active again as he woke up.

Garen’s body moved slightly, and the ice layers around his body began melting.

While he waited for tens of years’ worth of ice to melt, Garen checked on his body’s conditions.

Living Secret Technique had broken through Form 6, which also meant it had reached its completion.

At the peak of completion of Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique, it began circulating in cycles. There was a viscous icy qi which circulated throughout his blood vessels endlessly that made Garen’s blood turn icy blue and carry an intense coldness.

Even his blood had the effect of intense cold. Garen couldn’t help but feel very amused by such an odd sensation.

It was obvious that there was a lack of warmth in his body, his usual body temperature was at least negative 30 degrees, but his bodily functions and blood circulation were normal, and there were no discomforts.

This anomalous Living Secret Technique had circulated in his body, it also occasionally caused the cold stream move. It was very amusing.

When Garen looked into this Secret Technique in detail, excluding the odd, amusing sensations, the actual functional abilities could be categorized into systems, totaled into a few types. These abilities also included the abilities acquired after advancing into Form 6.

"Northern Trident Frost-Fire True Water Evil Technique:

1 Control of Extreme Coldness, metal weaponry, fluid and Frost Fire, absolute control within a radius of three hundred meters.

2 Trident Lair, an unlimited barrage of tridents. Trident owner can simultaneously move to the location of the trident.

3 Ice Rejuvenation, slowly rejuvenate owner’s injuries. Forms defensive ice plates to protect itself.

4 Form 6 combination power - weather manipulation, buffing from cloud formation, maximized scope of energy combination with an attribute source of their own properties, forming an advantageous ground."

These 4 abilities were the strong abilities of Form 6 Living Secrets that could manipulate weather.

To Garen, these abilities weren’t that important, what he cared more about were the changes in his Attribute Pane. Entering Form 6 may seem like a huge feat, but in reality, most of the offensive techniques relied on the condensation of external power.

There weren’t many changes to his own body. That was probably why his own body’s attributes haven’t improved much.

Aside from that, Garen realized that there was an ability that wasn’t part of the list of abilities.

Origin Seed of Living Secret Techniques.

This ability allowed the Living Secret Techniques to be completely recondensed as a soul seed, returning to a state of inactivity and stored into the deepest parts of your consciousness.

Subconsciously, Garen felt that this ability could have a pivotal function. So he carefully made a mental note about this.

The icicles had finally melted completely...

Garen slowly walked out from the sky towering ice pillar, as both his legs slowly stepped down on the ice plaza.

His surroundings were dark and there was only some faint blue luminescence from the ice, dyeing the entire area blue.

The igloos on the plaza were still here, except there was nobody living here anymore; Ivycius and Skyharp have already left for the surface as they could not withstand the immense cold and pressure.

Even all the experts from the Seven Knights’ Tower had retreated, leaving him here alone.

As Garen moved around the plaza alone, even though there was no totem’s power providing him with oxygen, using his strong manipulation of water, he could use precision controls to obtain enough oxygen for his consumption.

Garen extended his hands, and slowly touched the rough surface of the igloo, and that realistic touch sensation caused him to shudder for a moment.

In the tens of years of inanimation, aside from his hearing and vision, the rest of the senses had been basically unused, and now that they were reactivated, this long-lost feeling made Garen tremble without realizing it.

After some time, Garen pulled back.

"Totem’s power has indeed disappeared..." He can feel the empty void of totem’s power.

Totem’s power used to be inside all living things. While the seawater now has a feeling of unprecedented purity, there wasn’t a speck of unnatural powers.

"This is infinitely similar to my previous world..." Garen suddenly had this thought.

He floated upwards slowly, swimming towards the surface like a slow fish.

AT this point, two giant green light bulbs lit up in a large round cave hidden between a layer of ice in a dark corner on Garen’s far right.

It was a deep-sea octopus king which spanned over a hundred meters. It had an odd green pair of eyeballs, and as its giant tentacles swiftly latched onto the walls, with a strong pull, its entire body suddenly shrunk and it shot out of the cave like an arrow.

The octopus king took no effort to reach Garen, but it had no hostility, but instead, it was an uncontrollable desire to get closer to Garen.

Its giant head was lowered, indicating that it wanted Garen to sit on it.

Garen smiled gently, and lightly sat on the octopus’ head. Its head was about thirty meters wide, Garen looked like a little pebble on it, it seemed ordinary.

With its eight tentacles propelling it, the octopus and man swiftly glided upwards.

As it approached the surface of the ocean, the water temperature increased as well, and the seawater around it became brighter.

Garen looked up towards the surface, that clear layer of blue, from dark blue, to light blue until the white light on the surface of the sea. Layer by layer, it slowly ascended. But without him realizing, the octopus king stopped ascending.

It was actually a deep-sea creature, and the water temperature here was already the limit that it could bear. Ascending any further would mean a boiling hot sensation for it, so it could only stay here.

Garen patted its head, and he leapt off, swiftly swimming towards the surface.

Splash!!

He shot out of the water suddenly.

The squawks of the seagulls, the splashing sound of the waves, as well as the blow of the whale from a place far away.

All these things have led Garen into an inexplicably touched state.

For in that instance, he felt the same sensation as transmigrating into a new world, just like the first time he got to this world, everything looked so clear and elegant.

The skies were crystal clear, and as he basked in the sun, a warm sensation was felt for a moment before it was cooled by the sea breeze.

As the seawater around him rippled, there were pools of white bubbles floating on it.

As he looked around, there was only seemingly endless water on the horizon, as though the entire world was nothing but ocean.

With a leap, he swiftly sprung out of the water and gently landed. The seawater under his feet freezes instantaneously and formed a sturdy white float, supporting Garen’s weight.

He stood upon the piece of ice about a meter wide as he surveyed the skies and his surroundings.

The air around him had zero traces of totem’s power.