Alpha Reborn!

Deviation in cultivation was no small matter.

For cultivators, it was a perilous situation that could arise when their soul energy was thrown off balance or became chaotic, and the consequences were dire, not only hindering their cultivation progress, but also causing harm to their physical and mental well-being, as well as their soul pockets and soul plate.

Overexertion, emotional instability, and practicing improper cultivation techniques were the most common culprits behind deviation.

For awakened soul cultivators like Evan, the risk of deviation was always present, lurking in the shadows. Losing control of their soul energy could have severe ramifications, even leading to the destruction of their lifeblood, severing their path to cultivation forever.

Hence, it was crucial for cultivators to maintain a delicate balance in their cultivation and take appropriate precautions to prevent any imbalances in their soul energy.

However, Evan was not one to play it safe. He had no intention of adhering to the traditional teachings and scoffed at the idea of it. He knew the risks of deviation, but he also knew that the greatest rewards in life came from taking risks.

Moreover, he was desperate to increase his strength even by the smallest margin before the inheritance war and it was evident from his expression and the sharp glint flashing in his royal blue eyes that he would stop at nothing to achieve it.

"I believe that true cultivation lies in pushing oneself beyond their limits and embracing the pain and hardship that comes with it. I am determined to forge my own path, consequences be damned!" Evan thought, with conviction burning in his heart.

He knew that his actions could potentially lead to deviation, but he was willing to take that risk in order to achieve his goals.

With that in mind, he continued to refine the energy of the pond into his own, using the Breath of Frost Technique.

In a matter of minutes, his seven empty soul pockets were filled to the brim with ice-type soul energy, signifying that he was all set and ready to attempt to open his eighth soul pocket.

"Since the last seven attempts weren't enough, I will continue attacking it until it opens!" Evan thought, his determination unwavering as he continued to push himself further, beyond his limits.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

[Ding! The entrance to your eighth soul pocket has opened by 43%!]

[You have sustained minor internal injuries!]

[Warning! The risk of falling into cultivation deviation has increased to 40%]

He continued his relentless attack, giving no time for the gap that he had created in the opening of his eighth soul pocket to narrow.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As he fought against the norms relentlessly, a loud ding caught his attention.

[Ding! The entrance to your eighth soul pocket has opened by 88%!]

[You have sustained severe internal injuries! You are bleeding from your seven orifices!]

[The Blood Loss Debuff has been applied! If you do not recieve proper treatnent in an hour, you will die!] [Warning! The risk of falling into cultivation deviation has increased to 70%]

Evan's heart raced as he felt the Blood Loss Debuff taking its toll on him. He knew he had to act fast before it drained him of his life force completely, and despite the risk of falling into cultivation deviation, he remained resolute in his reckless plans. His will was unbreakable, and he refused to let anything stand in his way.

"Open for this prince!" he yelled, determination and pain mixing in his voice as he attacked the entrance of his eighth soul pocket once again.

Boom!

A resounding echo filled the air, and Evan's eyes sparkled with excitement as he sensed the entrance to his soul pocket opening up fully. Finally, after numerous attempts, he had succeeded in opening his eighth soul pocket!

[Ding! Congratulations Player Evan for reaching the eighth level of the Soul Manifestation Realm! You get +1 skill point.]

[As this is your first time manually leveling up, you will gain an additional reward. You get +1 low-level skill card!]

Evan's mouth and eyes released a torrent of blood, drenching his lips and cheeks in a vivid crimson hue. The blood bathed his face, morphing it into a sinister mask reminiscent of a demon relishing in the aftermath of carnage. Though agony ravaged his body like a divine punishment, a wild and maniacal grin crept across his visage, rendering him unrecognizable.

The grin was insane, one that had never before been witnessed.

"Heh," he chuckled, his mirth echoing through the atmosphere, resonating in the Cultivation Cave like the very essence of the heavens. "Finally, my unyielding determination and hard work have borne fruit."

The triumph he achieved today was unparalleled, an accomplishment that had never been witnessed in the Black Eye Galaxy and would continue to reign unmatched in this generation.

ραпdα nᴏνa| сom His reckless behavior had caused severe internal injuries, and the bleeding showed no signs of stopping. He felt weak, and his vision blurred, unable to support his own weight.

As he felt his consciousness slipping away, he mustered the strength to undo the formation sealing the cultivation cave and send a desperate message to his father for help. But before he could do anything else, he lost consciousness and sank deeper into the spiritual pond.

Moments later, a hand reached out and grabbed Evan's, pulling him out of the water. Looking down at his son with a mix of worry and anger was Magnus, who, with his years of experience, could easily discern the cause of Evan's injuries with a glance. While he himself was reckless in his youth, he couldn't help but claim in his heart that his son's recklessness was on another level altogether.

"How reckless!" he exclaimed, his sigh indicating his frustration, but he was more worried than he was angry, and it was evident through his body language.

Without a moment's hesitation, he scooped Evan up into his arms, rushed out of the cave, and took off into the sky, ignoring any and all rules or regulations.