"A forbidden art," Ian muttered to himself, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.
Manifesting one's true body required burning World Origin or soul fragments as a price. This was in direct conflict with his cultivation path, which centered on Order.
But the ability to project into countless worlds was stunning enough on its own.
'It's a shame it's just an incomplete version.' He shook his head to himself, a flicker in his eyes.
But according to the information he'd scoured from Haina's memories, there was more than one Summoner in the Esok World.
'To complete this Secret Technique, I'll have to keep capturing Summoners... and maybe even find this world's Will.'
Ian raised his head, his gaze seeming to pierce through the thick rock layers toward the sky.
'If I exterminate all the native lifeforms...' Ian's gaze hardened as he rapidly deduced the consequences in his mind.
Then the Insect Race would face no further resistance and could devour this world without restraint.
