[i][color=ed1c24]Dying the void in a bloodbath of disintegrated organs… Was it?[/color]

[b]Whack! [/b]

With a nonchalant flick of his uncoiling tail, liberating a deterrence of compact Qi to disperse the ‘now-abandoned', fragmented vessel of a once towering… Behemoth? Yang Tian had no qualms with what laid before him of a fractured body, indiscrete wails, and bleak vitality. For he seemed to dislodge an ant from its nest; relinquishing this lump of nonsensical, abhorred chemistry, though reluctantly. 

What a baffling idealism, inconcrete mentality, the epitome of uniqueness in one shape or form. Nonetheless, whether said ant reclined within its inhumane body or reluctantly came out to play, a conquest will retain its notion of indiscriminate carnage, it is but a mere question of when… 

The picturesque visual of a colossal figure, endowed with a righteous heroic aura as vile substances dissipated towards the ambiance all around him, imparted a profound impression that he emerged to cleanse rather than dethrone. Under the watchful gaze of the plasmatic orb which reclined in a transcendent vantage point after its escape, Yang Tian had just jolted back from his mild state of contemplation, rehearsing the earlier play from a God’s eye-view within his placid consciousness. 

[b]Crack…[/b]

The compound plates of scales morphed and receded into an augmented fancy of battle robes, allowing Yang Tian’s jade-white complexion to resurface. Save for his immaculate stature, nothing much had changed, save for the striking visual of his limpid eyes with a tint of mockery whilst he cast a disdainful gaze towards the sunken voids fixated unto himself. A subtle hint of a grin tugged at the corners of Yang Tian’s lips as the myriad ‘compact’ after images dissipated one after the other, intentionally or unintentionally, their evanesce had its own pattern. 

Traces of Yang Tian’s laws lingered about, confining the void in a maze of incoherent space-time, influenced by wanton, gravitational undercurrents. 

Looming over the orb’s general direction was the previously deployed Solar Eclipse. The longsword drifted about unrestrained, yet a captivating Phoenix Eye situated within the mercury white grip bated open, an elliptical crevice akin to a serpentine pupil flickered with a crimson, gravitating flame. 

Numerous fissures of plasmatic filaments would occasionally gleam along the blade as it began to diffuse a trace of laws adhesive to heat. With a silent whirling, the blade emulated a counter-clockwise conflagration typhoon with the intent to [color=ed1c24]devour[/color]… 

This was a sword pioneered towards devouring the essence of heat through and since its forging; the Phoenix Eye within was once a massive star radiating blistering heat hundreds of light-years afar unhindered, and now it had found yet another catalyst for its residual thriving. 
[hr][img]https://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbseg/1212/1212461-bigthumbnail.jpg[/img][hr]These flames with Solar Eclipse as the propagator emitted no warmth, not the minute bits of it… Rather, they sought to ensnare these essences.

And currently, under the ridiculing gaze of Yang Tian and the lock of his spiritual sense, ‘Mulch Axiom’ is about to inherit the honor of becoming an augmentation material for Solar Eclipse. Unless, for one, this orb could navigate through the maze of this void. For two, overwhelm Yang Tian’s laws and disfigure his maze. Three, kill Yang Tian who stood there with a raging swell of Qi circulating his veins...[/i][hr][@Lithfangel]