The Witch Hunter System

Chapter 994: Chaotic Situation



Generally, lower-level cultivators could not gauge the cultivation base of higher-level cultivators unless they had powerful senses or the latter exerted their power.

On the other hand, higher-level cultivators found it very easy to detect the cultivation bases of lower-level cultivators. Their superior divine senses could see through the strength of their essence, energy, or soul.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

As such, unless Vaan had a special technique to hide his cultivation, Second-stage Divine Warriors could easily tell that he was a Low-level Rank 6 in Body Refining, Half-step Rank 6 in Soul Forging, Peak-level Rank 4 in Energy Gathering, and High-level Rank 4 in Mana Forming.

Naturally, they would also only concern themselves with his highest level of cultivation, as this was the most "accurate" representation of his strength.

After all, one plus one did not always equal two in cultivation.

If the different cultivation bases within the body had to share the same pathways to exert their power, they would limit each other's potential or even clash, resulting in backlash or restrictions.

As such, ambitious multi-path cultivators not only had to choose compatible cultivations but also be talented enough to pull them through. Even so, they were mostly dual-path cultivators.

Three-path cultivators, on the other hand, were extremely rare.

After all, not only did they have to make three different cultivation systems work together, but it would also take them an extraordinary amount of time, resources, and effort to do so. In fact, a single path would already require all of a cultivator's time, resources, and devotion, let alone multiple paths. The ambitious yet untalented multi-path cultivators would only cripple themselves or achieve nothing worth mentioning due to stretching themselves thin. The phrase "Jack of all trades, master of none" was very applicable here.

A four-path cultivator like Vaan was practically unheard of.

Any expert would not look at him favorably with admiration for his ambitious feat. They would only think he was an idiot who was biting more than he could chew instead.

As such, when the Divine Origin Realm Celestial soldiers saw through his cultivation, they only thought of him as a First-stage Divine Warrior in Body Refining.

However, that was a misconception brought about by their inability to discern the full strength of his essence.

The outermost layer of Vaan's fleshly body only gave off the aura of a First-stage Divine Warrior because the strength of his astral essence was all stored deep inside his cells. Due to the great density of their composition, only a portion was able to escape.

The escaped portion was what the Celestial soldiers discerned and sensed. They only sensed Vaan's astral essence's outward form and not its entirety.

It was like looking at a balloon full of air without knowing that a smaller balloon full of water was inside.

Although the Celestial soldiers could not see through Vaan's true strength, they had already witnessed his horrifying might. It was something no one would believe even if they told it to others.

Most people would dismiss it as Vaan hiding his cultivation with a special method.

"What? You also want to fight?"

Vaan casually glanced at the nervous Celestial soldiers, causing their legs to feel weak from fear. Still, their proximity allowed them to feel the Conqueror's Aura on him.

"N-No, Your Excellency! This Lowly One see and recognize the new Ocean Master!"

After the first Celestial soldier lowered himself in submission, more followed. Whether it was due to their survival instincts or true recognition, Captain Akha's subordinates all submitted. "Do you all really feel that way?" Vaan doubted with a sly look.

"Please give us a chance to prove our loyalty, Ocean Master!" a Celestial soldier requested, steeling his heart and mind.

"Sure," Vaan nonchalantly agreed before saying, "There's a big mess over there, started by your ex-captain, of course. Go and clean it up."

"Whether you kill your comrades or convince them, I don't care how you do it. I only need my side to survive. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Ocean Master!"

Shortly after the small group of Celestial soldiers departed for the battlefield in the distance, Vaan turned his sight to the command center.

At that moment, the command center was in turmoil over a situation they had never encountered before. Given the military's solidarity, no one could have imagined something like this happening until they saw it with their eyes.

"Have we contacted General Neyi yet?"

"Yes, Commander! General Neyi has already been informed. He is on his way back and has instructed us to contain the situation as best we can until he arrives."

Plop!

Commander Hotri sank to the ground weakly and clutched his head after listening to his subordinate's reply.

"How does General Neyi want me to contain this situation? What can I even do? How could something like this even happen?" Commander Hotri muttered to himself, feeling helpless and despair.

The Southern Sea's military had always been more united than any other front due to their shared experiences at the Southern Border. The soldiers treated their comrades like blood

brothers.

As such, the moment someone died in the hydro-tech crossfire, the two opposing groups of Celestial soldiers retaliated furiously. Each death only fueled their anger and hatred.

At that moment, the two sides fighting each other was like fire and water.

How could anyone hope to stop such an intense crossfire?

If he was not careful, Commander Hotri figured we would even get dragged into it. He had already seen neutral good soldiers intervening to end the conflict, only to end up picking a side and joining the battle after witnessing their brothers, whom they share good relationships with, fall in battle.

The intense crossfire was like an unstoppable devilish whirlpool, dragging innocent lives into its central cesspool of death once they entered its net.

There was no precedent or instruction for Commander Hotri to refer to should he encounter

such a situation.

"Commander, your orders?" the Celestial soldiers awaited, uncertainty and concern written

all over their faces.

The longer they hesitated, the more comrades they would lose in a fight that should have never happened. Even if they don't know what they do would help the situation, they still

have to do something.

"Pass down my orders; all uninvolved troops are to stay clear from that shit storm! Also, find

me the one responsible for starting this mess!"

"Captain Akha is responsible, but he is already dead, S-Sir!"