I'll Surpass The MC - Chapter 920

Chapter 920: Meeting The Boar King



"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'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."