Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 822 - 643: The Power That Nothing Can Withstand

Chapter 822: Chapter 643: The Power That Nothing Can Withstand

"Extreme Path, is it?"

The remnants of Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness gazed at Roger, his eyes filled with envy.

"Come, dispel the last remnants of my consciousness, and end all of this."

The gathering of consciousness wasn’t his intention, but rather an instinctive reaction to the dispersed Bloodline Power, making even the self-dissolution of Sword Master Funiu impossible to achieve.

Yet he didn’t wish to continue existing in such an aberrant state. Over time, under the influence of Bloodline Power and the world’s rules, he would inevitably become a twisted being.

The pride that lingered in his consciousness wouldn’t allow him to be reduced to such a state.

"Roger..."

Yuan Guanghai hesitated to speak, but Roger remained silent, gradually approaching Sword Master Funiu.

He bent down and bowed his head.

"Return to the earth!"

"Boom!"

The remnants of Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness collapsed instantly under external force. At that moment, as if sensing changes at the core, the drifting Bloodline Power autonomously surged toward the location of Sword Master Funiu’s fading consciousness.

Crunch! Crunch!

The consciousness shattered into pieces, and at the last moment before disappearing, he looked at Roger, "My friend, let me help you one last time."

"Promise me, let the Transcendent Bloodline Power erupt across the Everworld. Atlas’ bloodline is not weak!"

Bang!

Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness suddenly exploded, forming a peculiar symbol in mid-air as the restless Bloodline Power was drawn and converged around it.

Thump. Thump. Thump!

A heavy pulse resonated from within.

No, it wasn’t a heartbeat—it was the rhythm of the earth.

A new notification appeared on the notice board, and Roger noticed that due to Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness dissipating, the traits that should have existed vanished as well.

But this was not the end; it was precisely a new beginning.

In the depths of Roger’s consciousness, the Quinn Sword Seal underwent a peculiar transformation, while the Pale Blood that Roger had condensed upon entering the Fourth Tier suddenly ignited.

White flames spread across his body—this was the power of the Bloodline.

Dozens of light bands surrounded the Quinn Sword Seal, and at that moment, Bloodline Power surged into them. Muscles contracted, his body slightly expanded and collided with the surrounding energy, emitting indistinct roars.

On his forehead, the Bear Fraction’s mark glowed, faintly revealing the Quinn Sword Seal behind it.

And at that moment, the fragmented consciousness of Sword Master Funiu transformed into flowing light, embedding itself into the Bear Fraction’s mark on Roger’s forehead.

Roar!

A deafening roar echoed through the vast cavern.

The Bear Fraction’s mark became increasingly vivid, and the steel-like metallic edges were instantly tinged with crimson after absorbing Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness.

The cold and sharp Bear Fraction mark transformed as the crimson hue made the roaring giant bear come alive.

With each heartbeat, the earth pulsed in rhythm. At that moment, Roger felt as if his physical self had disappeared—he had become a bear.

A mountain.

"This is..."

Roger stared in shock, feeling the immense changes in his body. At the Bear Fraction’s mark, the last vestiges of Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness delivered a final message.

"Accept my gift—it is a blessing of the bloodline. From this day forward, you too are Atlas."

Roger clenched his fists, a storm of transformation brewing inside his body.

Sword Master Funiu spoke lightly, but the gift he provided carried the weight of the Bloodline Power of all Atlas clansmen.

At this moment, with the dissolution of Sword Master Funiu’s consciousness, the Bloodline Power left without a destiny surged into Roger’s body in torrents.

Moreover, before entering, this chaotic Bloodline Power passed through the unique symbol left behind by Sword Master Funiu.

Anger, hatred, fear—all kinds of negative emotions were stripped away, leaving only the purest Bloodline Power.

Crack!

Bones grew, flesh refined.

Roger’s body was being tempered within an incredibly short span of time.

The greatest impact of Bloodline Power manifested itself in physical prowess.

This particular trait was precisely the strength of Western transcendents and the weakness of Eastern cultivators.

The Atlas clan had wandered for nearly a thousand years, yet at this moment, through Sword Master Funiu’s choice, they sacrificed themselves to elevate Roger.

One must understand—the refinement of Bloodline took an exceptionally long time, far slower than the rapid advancement of Sunrise cultivators. Even with the aid of the Hunter’s Cabin, Roger would have expended considerable time.

But now, through guidance and sacrifice, the collective Bloodline Power of the entire clan gathered within Roger.

Allowing him to complete decades or even centuries worth of accumulation in mere moments!

The Bear Fraction’s mark grew increasingly radiant as Roger’s body was rapidly refined, approaching the non-human realm.

During this process, he experienced within moments what others might undergo over decades or centuries—a unique ordeal that quickly unveiled deeper truths to him.

"In the Western Transcendent World, what exactly is Bloodline Power?"

If someone had asked Roger this question when he first arrived in this world, he might have regarded Bloodline Power as the inheritance of a powerful lineage.

The offspring of lions are stronger than cats.

Dragons are born standing at the pinnacle of strength, inherently legendary.

But now, feeling the rapid transformations within his body, Roger realized that his previous notions about Bloodline Power were likely all wrong.

It may not be merely an inheritance.

As inheritance implies an origin, then where was the environment that birthed the first dragon, the first Cattalas Giant Bear?