Turning his back to the crowd, the apex of what was left of the Cosmos and his Kin, Zax dispersed his incarnation and wholeheartedly focused on Lady Shelk.
The resonance between her gradual improvement in accordance to his Immortal cultivation technique and his imminent breakthrough past the limit of a hundred percent yellow mist was slowly reaching to a boil.
Consequently, he was becoming more detached of the world outside the cultivation chamber, regardless of its state and those who was suffering.
His state of a stranger and observer was taking over as though nothing of the moment of the fundamental sense of belonging will remain and that will also be when the lid opens up and the limit would be crossed.
That being said, as fast as things were progressing on Lady Shelk's end, time w
