"Come with me, Leukeu!" Shuwrak Zahara said upon observing Inala for a short while, "The Wean Clan Leader is asked for your presence."
"Almost there," Inala uttered and ignored Shuwrak Zahara, cranking the functions of his Mystic Sumatra Art to the limit as he hammered his left hand and turned it into a ten-storey Storage Lantern. Right as that happened, there was an explosion of presence from his body.
Thump! Thump!
Prana circulated through his body at faster speeds, carrying with it the rapidly changing, but permanently ingrained imprints of three Spirit Weapons. The blood accompanying this Prana already had information regarding these three Spirit Weapons as part of Inala's genetic information.
That had been completely imprinted on his blood, allowing Inala to change his hands into the respective Spirit Weapons with just the usage of his Billakin Hammer-without sprinkling the respective mineral on the left hand.
"Urgh!" His left hand began to morph, shrinking and expanding like a blooming flower as even he felt pain. Cracking sounds ruptured like quakes from his body as the bones in his hand splintered and exploded like they were on fire.
Blood splattered out of his left hand while Prana continued to seep out as if he had died.
"Leukeu!" Shuwrak Zahara shouted in a fluster and was just about to sever Inala's left hand when the latter raised his right hand and motioned for him to stop.
"Just...let it pan out," Inala said while feeling lightheaded due to rampant blood loss. His Prana was unable to replenish the blood fast enough, causing his chest region to feel suffocated. Intense strain pervaded through his chest as his Spirit Container cracked and healed itself, rampantly absorbing the traces brought in by the Prana imprinted with the new genetic characteristics brought in by the blood.
Similarly, the Billakin in his heart reacted to the Blood carrying the Prana's traces filled with a desperate need. This was a need to constantly change the left hand's structure into different Spirit Weapons.
A Brully could change its hands into different Spirit Weapons. It was a part of its physical characteristics. And now, this has already been enhanced to the extreme and imprinted into both the Prana and blood. Once the imprint reached its limit, the Spirit Container reacted and treated this state of changing Spirit Weapons on the left hand as natural.
The moment it felt natural for a Brully to do so was when a change erupted in Inala. His Prana stabilised and began to heal his left hand which assumed the form of a claw, the same as the right hand. His form stabilised while his presence grew more pronounced as a new natural state was born in his body.
Secondary Nature-Weapon Hands!
Beginner Gold Grade Pranic Beast-Brully!
Despite getting a Secondary Nature, Inala's form didn't change. He had neither mutated nor gained an increase in Grade, which typically happened whenever a Pranic Beast gained a Secondary Nature.
'That's the Mind Path's benefit.' Inala realised upon observing his changes, 'Sumatra's Mind Path progression for our power system is easily superior to the other continent's power system.'
'Unfortunately, that's only true until the State of Harmony.' He concluded, 'With the Mind Path alone, a State of Unity cannot be reached, which is a necessity.'
Whether it was Unlimited Predator or Four Steps to Nullity, they couldn't be guarded against by a State of Harmony. Even Resha's State of Harmony struggled against Unlimited Predator, which was by far one of the strongest.
When Inala took a small trip outside Sumatra, it was in an effort to gauge how Sumatra's power system fared against other continents. He could conclude that the level of power displayed during the Third Major Disaster was already beyond what the pinnacle opponents from other Continents could handle.
State of Harmony-Mystic Bone Art!
It was a revolutionary, accumulative State of Harmony that elevated Skill into Prime Skills and Prime Skills into Natures. The more Mystic Bone Art gets developed and the greater the number of Prime Skills in the Mammoth Clan's arsenal, the stronger this State of Harmony became.
There was also Astral Puncture, the most destructive State of Harmony that could ever exist, capable of destroying even the Celestial Boar's absolute domain. Astral Puncture was the absolute limit to what a State of Harmony could perform.
Unfortunately, a State of Unity allowed the cultivator to unleash the power of a Transcendent, which was why it was the most dangerous. Irrespective of how strong a State of Harmony got, its respective user would be weak against the Body and Soul aspect influences of a State of Unity.
That was why Inala had ventured into this route, for his ultimate goal was Sumatra's first sustainable State of Unity. Of course, he also understood the weakness of this stable power
system.
'Growth is only possible in this build upon accessing the Soul aspect.' Inala sighed, 'I probably cannot expect to gain an increase in my level within the Gold Grade until I obtain my Tertiary Nature. And even then, it doesn't seem possible to grow in Grade.'
'That's the biggest weakness of this build and also the most important reason for the Continental Invasion.' Inala thought, 'It's why other Continents are about to invade Sumatra, since by harnessing the benefits of the Mind Path, they could experience a growth in
strength.'
"What was that just now?" Shuwrak Zahara expressed his shock, "Your presence feels a lot more pronounced now."
"I achieved a Mutation." Inala grinned.
"You became a Bhirully?" Shuwrak Zahara stared at Inala incredulously, "Something like this
is possible within a cave?"
'I'll let you assume as such.' Inala nodded, "Everything's possible if your method is correct."
He then stared at his hand and willed once, watching both his left and right hand turn into a ten-storey Storage Lantern. That was the power of his Secondary Nature, Weapon Hands.
It was pretty much the function of the Major Treasure of Weapon, allowing Inala to change his hands into the Spirit Weapon of whatever mineral he touches with his hands. But that wasn't
all.
Since he had three hearts, which meant three sets of Billakin Spirit Containers, using its properties, Inala obtained a special power.
Imprinted Spirit Weapons!
Basically, he could imprint into his genetic information the data of a Spirit Weapon per each organ set. Therefore, once the respective organ set was active, he could change his hands into
the respective Spirit Weapon automatically.
He didn't need to touch the respective mineral.
He could designate one Imprinted Spirit Weapon for each set. Of course, he used the Spirit Weapons of Storage Lantern, Inhibition Needle, and Silver Biome Bomb to gain the Secondary Nature of Weapon Hands.
At present, they had been imprinted on each of his three organ sets. It was also why he only alternated between turning his left hand into three Spirit Weapons. It aligned with his Primary Nature and three internal organ sets.
If Inala wanted, he could change his Imprinted Spirit Weapons, but that would take a long while, as he would have to erase the original imprint in his blood and then replace it with the
new one.
Inala had no intentions of changing it for the time being. As these three Imprinted Spirit Weapons would be useful while he was in the wild.
Moreover, he only needed to store various minerals in his ten-storey Storage Lantern and touch them to change his hands into various Spirit Weapons through his Secondary Nature.
'Without the Major Treasure of Weapon, reaching this point would have been impossible in such a short duration.' Inala thought gratefully. The Major Treasure of Weapon perfectly referenced the build he needed to make and the direction he had to take to achieve it.
"Let's go now." Inala nodded at Shuwrak Zahara, not commenting much for the time being.
Despite his curiosity upon seeing Inala change his hands readily into ten-storey Storage Lanterns, Shuwrak Zahara curbed his curiosity, stating in a hurry, "We've already delayed enough. Come with me quickly."
The duo boarded a railway that headed deeper into the Varahan Enclave. They journeyed for an entire day before reaching a mountainous palace that had been constructed by Brangara. It had been further developed by the Wean Clan in recent years.
The Wean Palace!
It was a rocky mountain that reached a height of four kilometres, created solely using the Nature of Rocky Intimidation. The current Wean Clan Leader had enhanced its functions with the addition of the Gold Grade Nature of Imprison.
The Wean Palace was heavily fortified, with some of the strongest Wean Clansmen manning
the place. They were all dressed in suits created using Balghat Wool. Most of this technology had been brought to the Varahan Enclave by the Wean Clan when they fled the Varahan
Empire.
All the nests with Balghats and Telghats have been relocated into the Varahan Enclave. Their properties were pretty useful for the Wean Clansmen, especially after assuming Empyrean Boar forms.
And hence, they were prioritised during the Wean Clan's split from the Varahan Empire.
"I can sense powerful Clansmen all around me." Inala muttered as he observed the number of Wean Clansmen in the palace alone surpassing a hundred in number, "It's too much."
"There's too many Gold Grade existences in one place." He uttered, which was exactly the
reason his past life self caused the civil war between the Wean Clan and the Varahan Empire. If not for that, the Wean Clan would eventually overrun Sumatra Continent.
Despite being Gold Grade existences, they were capable of mating as if they were Iron Grade
Pranic Beasts. That was their scariest trait. No other race had the strength and mating capability even remotely close to them.
Unless the Royal Zinger uses the Wean Clan as a farm to collect Prana and use it to birth Gold
Grade Quip Clansmen, even the Quip Clan cannot keep up with the Wean Clan in terms of their number of Gold Grade existences.
'Even after being embroiled in a civil war, they've still retained such an overwhelming number of combatants.' Inala thought, 'If Yamahara were to return here in the future, he'd
easily spawn a large number of Boar Kings among their midst. At that point, they could swarm even a Mystic Grade Pranic Beast to death.'
"Tch!" A Wean Clansman clicked his tongue upon seeing Shuwrak Zahara. He wasn't alone
though as many others visibly expressed their distaste upon seeing a Free Human in the Wean
Clan's Palace.
"It's gotten worse than two days ago, when I arrived here." Shuwrak Zahara expressed his disappointment, resigning himself to the situation at hand. He sighed and led Inala into the Wean Palace, being greeted by some of the Wean Clansmen with cultivation at the 7-Life
Stage and above.
"I personally taught them everything they had to know. So, at least in front of them, I don't
have to feel like an outsider." Shuwrak Zahara said to Inala as the duo walked past a group of powerful Wean Clansmen.
Right as they walked forth a bit more distance, a sound resounded, mild, almost inaudible,
but of one clicking their tongue. Upon hearing it, Shuwrak Zahara paused, clearly in disbelief,
'This is from the second generation...!'
"I see," His expression was sad as Shuwrak Zahara came to terms with reality and observed
the familiar corridors with a nostalgic look, "This is the last time I'll be able to walk through these corridors."
Inala didn't say anything other than to pat Shuwrak Zahara on the shoulder lightly, once.
Upon contact, he could clearly feel that even though Shuwrak Zahara was trying to control himself and suppress his emotions, he was clearly...crying.
Only tears hadn't streamed out of his eyes. It was the last strand of dignity he wanted to retain
in this place that no longer wanted him here.
A few minutes of silence later, his expression hardened as he beckoned Inala to follow him,
"We'll be reaching the throne room soon."
Approximately a dozen minutes later, after many rounds of inspection, the duo were brought
to the throne room by a file of Wean Clansmen that were all at the 6-Life Stage, having
enough strength to deal with the duo if the situation necessitated.
"You can enter!" A Wean Clansman uttered coldly as the large, ornamental double doors
opened, revealing two short rows of Wean Clansmen at the 9-Life Stage seated on either side, numbering sixteen in total.
At the end were four Wean Clansmen who had reached the 10-Life Stage. They were only
Empyrean Boars though and were busy training in an effort to become Boar Kings as soon as possible, even though their destination seemed too far.
Unlike the Varahan Empire, the throne room was pretty small, only enough to host around 100
people at peak capacity. The throne itself was nothing special. It was just a granite seat engraved with the image of an Empyrean Boar's face.
The individual seated on it though, was anything but simple.
As Inala accompanied Shuwrak Zahara into the throne room, he felt goosebumps form on his
skin as he stared at the leader of the Wean Clan, 'This is someone who wasn't prematurely killed by the Mystic Seven but had time to train his abilities and constantly improved upon his
strength due to his responsibilities of protecting his brethren.'
Expert Gold Grade Pranic Beast-Boar King!
In terms of appearance, he looked like a boy who had just reached the age of adolescence.
Reaching a height of only 145 centimetres, with long, brown hair that had been braided to resemble a tusk, he seemed like a kid who was trying his hardest to appear imposing.
'This is the Wean Clan's sole remaining Boar King.' Inala thought as he observed the boy.
Upon seeing Shuwrak Zahara, the Boar King jumped down from his throne and hugged Shuwrak Zahara, "Why do you look so distressed, Uncle?"
"I told you, right?" With an innocent grin, the Boar King uttered in confidence, "I won't be
killed by Narkahamy."