Powerful Martial Path Mindstone Novels & Stories

He got into the car and told the driver the address. Martin felt like he was in seventh heaven. He was sitting on a chair in front of a small table in the apartment where he was about to meet one of the leaders of the organisation. It was more than an honour. There was a ring on the table. Martin had been staring for an hour at the beautiful green jewel for which this war was fought. A tiny emerald that could, and would change the course of human history. To be honest, the stone did not look very special and it was hard to imagine that it could hold such enormous power. For one brief second, Martin allowed himself to think what it would be like if this power belonged to him. All he had to do

Calling upon my powers, I fueled up, making sure that I had enough power built up inside of me, for what was coming my way, as I closed my eyes, calling out to the sunstone to help me send this beast back to the underworld where it belonged. I could feel the warmth of the sunstone now on my neck, making me open my eyes, as a red glow began to form around me telling me that its powers were ready to assist me. As the creature came into my sight, I let out one hell of a bolt of my power towards it, while the red light followed my power like a stream. I watched as my white light of power emerged with the red stream, forming as one, before it hit the beast dead in the chest, bringing it straight

Tristan, Retha's bashful mate, asked. June looked at him, opened her mouth but Jason beat her to it. "Yes, it was." "A Male rogue." June smirked. Horace chuckled, "Okay, this teenager's got spirit." He began, June glared. "But honey, everybody can't be alpha, everybody can't be normal. Some people lead the food chain while some are at the bottom of it. We have gold, diamond, ruby and we have stone. It's just how it is." A moment of silence could be heard as June eyed Horace, she despised the amused look in his eyes. "I'm not a teenager Horace."

he said, nodding towards my battered silver band, "are hard to come by." "My twin and I wear a matching set," I said, spinning it with my thumb. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because you need to know what we can do." He sat up, eyeing me warily. "When I take it off, the world changes. It looks the same, but foggy, and I don't see people anymore, I see their souls. It's a pretty pointless ability really," I said, staring at my hands. "Lills is different though. She closes her eyes and sees the taken. She can interact with them and hear them speak. I can't. The ones I see are just dim reflections. It doesn't have much of an effect on me, but it takes a lot out of her."

He looked powerful, but I could feel his hand gripping the armrest so hard the wood was cracking. I took my first step. The glass was freezing. It groaned under my weight. A tiny crack appeared under my big toe. The crowd gasped. “Don't look down,” Alaric warned. “Look at me. Focus on the crown on your palm. Push your magic into it.” I focused on the black tattoo on my hand. It began to burn. I took another step. Then another. The glass under my feet began to glow with a faint, golden light. It wasn't my light. It was a mix of my starlight and Alaric's dark power.

Hai Mingyue snapped angrily, glaring at them all. "Be quiet! You asked me to tell you where you went wrong, didn't you? Alright! I'll tell you. In the four cardinal directions of this city, a stone with different carvings has been placed on each one. The purpose of these stones is to activate a corpse formation that can transform humans or other beings into living corpses or puppets of the corpse general. I have ordered the ten celestial kings to destroy them when I arrive, which is why you have survived and lived until now!" Hai Mingyue shouted, throwing a stone in front of them all. At first, they didn't believe Hai Mingyue, but when the five elders and Yi We saw the stone, they were immed

How could there be someone in this world who was stupid enough to let others punch him? But when he took another look and confirmed that this was the case, the male cultivator's eyes revealed an uncontrollable excitement. The excitement went up along his spine, and even his body began to tremble. "That's great, that's great, that idiot!" At this moment, the male cultivator felt that the fatigue caused by losing too much spiritual Qi reduced a lot. "The fist of the puppet was made of Ice Fire Primordial Stones 50 kilometers away from the deep sea. It was not only heavy, but also contained the power similar to magic.

The problem was I couldn’t even feign ignorance like the other people. “Now, just repeat what I say: Inclinate legem meam ad voluntatem; it’s my first form that slay through the soul destroying the skills of the opponent. It depends on your will of course, since you can also use me to destroy the skills temporarily,” Mimi said excitedly. “For me it’s: Turn cadaver in cinerem; it’s my first form and it’s a bow that pierces the body with it’s arrows turning it into ashes. Tell him…”

Kaylus was nearly deflating. "Gather yourself Hanji, you can do this." Heaving a deep sigh, he focused and called upon his depleted force. Holding reign of his nearly asleep powers, he convoked his guarding spirit and called it's presence. A gust of wind started to form infront of him as his eyes fluttered open to see The Raven slowly materializing in the air. Normally, it would only take him a snap of his fingers in summoning his spirit guardian, but because of what happened, his energy levels are so low that it's almost a miracle to have him able to call The Raven.

“You are the Water Guardian. The shadows cannot hold you. You must harness your power!” Gritting her teeth, Xienma closed her eyes, tapping into the energy of the Water Stone. Images flooded her mind: the rivers that flowed through her homeland, the oceans that danced under the moonlight, the essence of water itself—fluid, unyielding. With each breath, she felt that energy grow, a tide building within her, ready to be unleashed. With a fierce determination, she reached deep into her core, channeling the energy of the Water Stone. “Be gone, shadows!” she shouted, her voice rising above the chaos. A brilliant wave of water erupted from her, cascading forth with a power that resonated through t