Dao Destruction: A Fantasy Cultivation Novel by Bruce Sentar

Author:Bruce Sentar [Sentar, Bruce]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 18

Dar was standing up, pacing inside the cave. The blizzard had gone on for three days, and he was tired of being cooped up inside. It was starting to feel like it would never end, but he’d decided he was done waiting.

His body had finally healed from learning the grand dao, and that meant that he had a dao of storm to try out. And he’d already decided on how he wanted to first try to use it.

Unsurprisingly, none of the girls wanted to join him in his maiden voyage of trying to use the storm dao to fly. Neko had run away and hid when he’d even suggested it.

Stepping up to the edge of the cave, Dar pulled the storm in and wrapped it around himself while activating the dao of lightweight on his body. His storm dao pulled him up into the air, but as soon as he exited the cave, he was caught up in the storm and blown about.

It was just too chaotic.

Dar ripped the storm apart and wrapped it around himself as he tried to right himself in the swirl.

He struggled to get control of his trajectory. The storm flung him about a few more times before he finally steadied, floating in the air with his clothes whipping about.

“Okay. Don’t be sick.” His stomach was protesting being tossed about.

Dar took a few deep breaths and gathered more of the storm behind him. Then he flung himself, riding on a gale up to Frost’s Fang.

Dar smiled to himself. Generating a storm as big as the current one on his own would be challenging, but using the currently raging blizzard made flying completely doable.

Dar picked up speed and flew higher, past the craggy trail that wound up the side of the mountain and straight up into the storm clouds as they pushed up against the mountain. The peak of the mountain looked like it was piercing the heavens the way it went up past the clouds.

Dar flew higher and higher, finally spotting his ultimate goal. Glittering at the peak of Frost’s Fang was a jagged palace made of blue ice.

Dar pulled more of the storm up through the clouds and used it to fling himself at the base of the palace. Wind whipped about him and the gale screamed in his ears as he realized he didn’t have the best way to land.

Improvising, he wrapped himself in the dao of hard and gathered as much of the storm as he could in his hand, throwing it before him as he landed.

It was a definite crash landing, and Dar was wishing he’d thought about the landing sooner. But he survived. Dar groaned, pushing himself up from the ground as a frosty spear was shoved in his face.

“Identify yourself,” a gruff voice demanded.

“Darius Yigg, I’ve come to see The White. Sorry, my flight is pretty crappy.” Dar got up to his feet as two rabbit demons wrapped in thick furs continued to point their spears at him.

“Never heard of you,” one of the demons said, squinting at him.

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