Celestial Bloodline

Chapter 679: What's happening to your hair!?



"The natural law of time...?"

Kyle whispered softly as he glanced up at the crystal-clear sky, his expression dazed. Memories of the intense pain that still sent shivers down his spine flooded back and he was amazed that he could control a natural law at just the transcendent rank.

'Is it due to my bloodline? I remember wanting to halt everything around me when I sensed the supreme ranks coming at me, and because of that sudden thought, my mind wanted to grasp something powerful, but I can't believe I actually pulled it off.'

He raised his hand and tried to grab the natural light around him inside his fist. But as usual, it slipped away from his grasp.

"So, in conclusion, my mind instinctively comprehended and used a natural law to slow down everything around me when I was in danger due to the supreme ranks."

Old Han, seated beside Kyle, nodded in agreement. He had explained everything to the silver- haired man.

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Kyles sat down slowly, crossing his legs. He released a deep breath and could vividly feel his bloodline working diligently in his body to heal his internal injuries.

"I am sure if I can manipulate the natural law of time once, I can do it again."

Old Hal shook his head at him. This young man really can't rest, not even for a second. Just how long has it been that Kyle went through a life and death battle, yet here he was once again trying to exhaust his mind?

Nevertheless, after hearing what Ronan said to him, now Old Hal was a bit hesitant to ask Kyle outright to come with him and join the war to fight the dark side.

So, he was waiting for the man to recover or maybe for the right time.

Kyle furrowed his brows as he tried to remember the exact feeling he experienced when he controlled the natural law. The first thing he recalled was pain, extreme pain, and after that, his mind just went blank.

He attempted to use his bloodline to manipulate the flow of time around him, thinking that if his bloodline had aided him before, it would do so once more, but his bloodline didn't even respond.

"Ah...?"

He blinked with surprise when he felt the movement of his bloodline slowing down in his body, as if it was very tired.

It had healed all his internal injuries, and under Kyle's watch, it slowly inched towards his mind space before withdrawing into a secluded corner. There, a frosty embrace enveloped it entirely in a massive cocoon.

"What just happened?"

Kyle closed his eyes and attempted to extend his senses towards the icy cocoon to investigate what the hell was happening. He had noticed his bloodline going dormant in his mind space many times before, but this was a new occurrence... as if it had sealed itself completely.

No, his mind suddenly supplied, and he understood immediately that this was definitely not his thought.

"So... now that I am on the verge of reaching the supreme rank and also had the power to manipulate a natural law in danger, could it be that it is about to awaken completely and merge entirely with my body because my body has become strong enough to hold it?"

Kyle's abrupt words caught Old Hal's attention, who had been closely watching his every single action and raised an eyebrow in response at him.

"What are you talking about?"

The old man didn't even have to make an effort to check Kyle's strength because the silver- haired man hadn't hidden his rank at all and was actually boasting that he was at the peak of the transcendent rank by letting his aura be felt by all around him.

Old Hal simply wondered what mysterious power Kyle was referring to that was about to awaken and merge with his body.

Kyle let out a hum.

"I am going to work on my physique. I need that the most right now. So, I can absorb as many mystical spirits as possible."

He grabbed the bright, glimmering, winged light that had quietly crept up behind him. It exploded into pure spiritual energy in his firm grip and swiftly entered his body.

Old Hal's mouth hung open, but he quickly composed himself. This was actually the third mystical spirit Kyle had absorbed, so he shouldn't be surprised anymore.

Nevertheless, he wiped the sweat off his forehead because it was the first time he had seen someone absorb many mystical spirits so casually when even finding one in the Sacred Divine Land was a dream for everyone, including himself!

It was fortunate that none of the people around Kyle dared to challenge him, given his strength and daring nature. After all, he could see that the silver-haired man was attracting many envious gazes!

Kyle noticed the old man's serious expression and shifted his attention to where he could feel another spirit approaching him.

'I guess I owe Alec a thank you. He secretly gathered all the mystical spirits drawn to me. Because of him, I learned that absorbing the mystical spirits is not dangerous at all. The spirits are quite valuable, but they choose to come to me by themselves. So, they can't blame me for absorbing a few.'

Bia, who had been sitting beside him all this time, rolled her eyes after hearing his words in her head. He was feeling kind of calm for some reason, even though he had just gone through a life-and-death battle.

-'You noticed Alec secretly nabbing the spirits drawn to you? I thought you didn't.'

Kyle touched her feathers. She remained in her phoenix form because anything could happen

at any time with so many enemies wandering in the land they were in.

'I did. It wasn't hard because he would capture the mystical spirits every time any came to

cling to my body.'

Bia nodded and glanced at him, but her eyes widened when her gaze suddenly landed on his

head.

- "What's happening to your hair!?"

The phoenix's sudden outburst caught everyone's attention.

Kyle furrowed his brows and waved his hand to create water to see his reflection. His eyes narrowed as he saw the bright silver shade of his hair fading. It slowly turned grey and then

completely black.

Old Hal's expression grew serious as he looked at Kyle's hair that had darkened.

"Are you feeling okay?"

Kyle looked at his reflection in the water before him and couldn't resist a chuckle. His eyes crinkled with amusement as he reclined onto his back with a sigh, a sense of amusement

dancing in his eyes.

"Nothing, it's all good."

He paused for a second and suddenly gave Old Hal a scrutinizing look.

"Actually, old man, I thought that the next time we crossed paths, you would be after my life because of the stunt I pulled in the Gladiator Arena alongside my friends. But now, seeing you concerned about me, I realize I was completely mistaken."

Kyle glanced at the sky, feeling conflicted about his bloodline but not overly so.

'So, my hair color wasn't natural? It was influenced by my bloodline, and now that the bloodline has sealed itself, my hair has reverted to its original shade. Doesn't that mean I can't access the bloodline's power for the time being?'

He closed his eyes.

'What a shame. It was rather handy.'

Old Hal glanced at him, not even aware that Kyle had just changed the topic to divert his

attention from his hair.

"Well, I suppose I am not taking any action against you because I am hoping you would join the war and fight against the dark side."

Kyle sneered inwardly. He had some information about the war going on at the other end of

the universe. His master, Hubert, had briefed him about it. He had actually plans to visit the war zone, but he would never go because of someone else. He would only go when he wants

to.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and he sat down with a thoughtful gaze, glancing at Old Han with a smirk.

"I will think on it, you see, joining the war, if you lend a hand in what I aim to do at this moment in the Sacred Divine Land."

Immediately, Old Hal inquired for more details, but the old man was left speechless upon hearing Kyle's next words.

"I want to wipe out every person from the dark side lurking in this land and cleanse the air tainted by their presence. But I can't do it alone. I need many people who would follow my orders. If you agree, I will think about joining the war."

Old Hal was at a loss for words. Kyle wants to cleanse the Sacred Divine Land?

Does this young man even know just how vast this land is and the number of dark side

individuals here currently?

It might take months, or even a year, to completely cleanse this land of the dark side if he

truly agreed to Kyle's demand!

"That... give me a minute."

Old Hal quickly left Kyle's side and moved to a distance to reach out to Elizabeth and the other elders. He needed to figure out whether to agree with Kyle or not. However, he was taken aback and somewhat shocked when Elizabeth informed him that James had instructed him not to return unless he could bring Kyle and Kyle's companions with

him.

Old Hal's role in the war wasn't crucial currently, as things had quieted down after the first shadow general was severely injured by James and the second shadow general disappeared. Old Hal let out a dry chuckle as he closed the communication crystal. It appears he's going to remain in this sacred divine land for some time. He then returned to Kyle.

"I agree. But I'm not sure about Ronan and the elves. They aren't with me, you know."

He muttered with a sigh, but grabbed his aching temples when Kyle swiftly took out his spear

with a wicked grin.

"Well then, what are we waiting for, huh?"