Divine Pressure Novels & Stories

Mukura shivers wide open eyes laid on Gwanhoya who still is yet to raise her face to look at them. “Divine, you need to find a way and fast!” Genteel is beginning to panic, the situation seems to be changing. A vengeful, violent aura is emanating from the ancient witch, “Divine, you need to find a way out of this dream world and fast or you will be trapped in here forever!” she shouts.

"I'm basically satisfied with your answer. Now, it's the last question. Why do you think I will help you get this divine pill?" "I'm not afraid to tell you that this divine pill is definitely not an ordinary pill. In fact, in a sense, it is not a pill, but a divine stone." Samuel nodded. "Senior, this is the Divine Stone that supports the restriction, isn't it?" He nodded heavily and said, "Yes, it is the eyestone of the entire array. Once it is lost, the restriction here will completely disappear." Samuel knew what the old man meant. "You're worried about that lava monster?"

Pain would have been honest. This was command. It pressed down on my ribs with the weight of law. COMPLY. My lungs seized. My vision speckled white. And beneath it—beneath the pressure, beneath the command—I felt my blood respond. Not with obedience. With defiance. Sunfire flared through my veins, hot and furious. Moonlight rose beneath it, cold and relentless. Two divinities that had been treated like tools for so long they’d forgotten they were gods. They remembered.

' The old man saw their curious looks and laughed. "You all must be new to Atlantica right?" the old man said, "Okay then, let me tell you more about these Divine Stones," the old man said. "Thank you, mister." they all bowed slightly to the old man, showing their admiration for him. "Okay. Divine Seastones are believed to possess a spiritual essence, emanating a divine aura. They are often larger compared to the other Seastones, and they exhibit an extraordinary range of vivid purple colors.

By the time he ended, it was already afternoon, and everyone was still bewildered and befuddled by his explanation. All in all, the Divine Vessel was a dimensional space created by Cultivators in their own bodies to store items. The technique was slightly different to the Violet Manor Nascent Soul, where living organisms could also be stored within. Storage of items within one's Divine Vessel would also continually consume one's True Qi. With more things one stored within himself, the higher the strain he would bear. Hence, Cultivators would sometimes toss pieces of things away when they were running for their lives from enemies. This was to reduce the stress on his True Qi so that he could

His Divine Sea was blue and calm, with an occasional wave lapping on the beach. Spreading his Divine sense Blake finds that his Divine Sea has created its laws. Unlike the small world that couldn’t attribute the heavenly tribulation, his Divine Sea had no setbacks. It was only newly formed, so it wouldn’t be able to endure such power. His soul was still sitting in a lotus position, cultivating the Divine energy and strengthening himself. Blake left his soul to continue cultivating and looked more closely to the cultivation for the Breath of Life.

Even when changing what divine really means. She paused deliberately for emphasis. “But I’m going to give you one last serious warning, because a person absolutely needs to. You are deputized with divine moral authority, which is expressly designed to prevent tyranny. Smart. Genuinely innovative thinking. Now What? You’ve given forty four potential tyrants instead of just one. Your Goddess Circle will be sorely tried by internal discord, external foes who detest everything you stand for and the simplest inevitable rot that comes from having any one location held in too much power.”

Her voice dropped to a hiss. “Because Blackwood found out who I truly was.” A pause. A flash of old shame. Then rage. “I am Divine. A being far older than him. I could draw life—extend mine—forever. And he hated me for it. But I was willing to make him the greatest. I already assisted in telling revelations I saw about his enemies making him win head of the table." She took a step closer to Avery, who lay defenseless, bleeding, her belly rising and falling as her baby fought with her.

I didn’t care about pride. I pressed my lips to her temple. “I’m not strong enough,” I admitted, the words tasting like blood. “Never have been. Not without you.” My voice broke. “So take what you need. Take everything. Just… don’t let go.” The rift pulsed overhead, a low, bone-deep thrum. Divine pressure crushed down harder, heavier, threatening to grind us both into dust. I held her tighter, every muscle locked, waiting for the next wave and prayed she still had enough left to take us through it.

David had only unleashed the pressure of a mid-God Ranker, and his goal was to intimidate these people. Otherwise, how many people here would survive the full blast? Peak God Ranker's pressure was not something these little Dragon Rankers could bear if he gave them the full blast. The moment he unleashed the pressure, David withdrew it and suspended in midair. The seconds ticked by... Everyone slowly returned to their senses. However, they were still in a state of panic. The destructive pressure just now scared them.