The Lone Dragon

It has been a long time since Eluraa had embarked on her new path.

A million years have passed in silent meditation and she still couldn't move a muscle. She just lay there with her eyes closed and in deep contemplation.

When will this hell end?

She had merely been an average cultivator and an orphan at that. Just because of her temper and her refusal to abide by that disgusting fatso, she was cursed this way.

When will this hell end?

She continued cultivating the five elements and just lay there calmly. This was the only mercy this hell had shown her.

She could cultivate here. She was even able to form mana cores. What stage?

Pfft. She didn't even care or know !! Probably the 59th or 71st?

As months and years passed by, she had improved tremendously. Her mental, soul and mana strength had surpassed any existence.

She did not feel despair or misery anymore. She was devoid of any emotions at all. Her solitude overshadowed any singular feeling she had.

Her complete focus was on her training. She needed to get strong. What she had was not enough. She needed more strength. She needed much more strength to tear down this whole wretched prison apart.

Eluraa had already strengthened her connection to the elementals. She no longer felt a connection to just the water elemental.

She had broken through all her soul shackles and opened all her soul gates. Her soul strength had magnified and now she could feel an almost complete connection to the five elementals.

She had mentally created thousands of spell matrices that could tap into her mana reserves and could be cast instantly. If only she could practice them...

She immediately shook that thought away. Even a single negative is extremely dangerous.

A single negative thought is more than enough to plunge one into endless misery when they are imprisoned for eternity.

She willed her mind back from that dark place and continued with her training. She still needed more training.

Even after a million years, she still couldn't completely comprehend her connection with the most mysterious and powerful elemental, the divine elemental.

Even when she was alive, there was very little information available regarding the divine elemental.

The continent emperor had coined the term divine and had been cultivating stubbornly throughout his lifetime to feel the faintest connection to this sacred elemental.

She wondered if he had ever succeeded. Well, none of that mattered to her anymore. Maybe only some born geniuses, with heaven-defying talents can form a spiritual connection and tap into the divine energy.

But she was not going to give up. She had the ultimate gift, the gift which can surpass all geniuses and talents, the gift of never-ending time.

She laughed hysterically in her mind, thinking she might be feeling particularly crazy today. What was that, calling her misery a gift.

She sensed a small change in her aura. Maybe her strengthened soul helped her ease a bit of her raging vengeance and pain. But she still had plenty left and mockingly reminded herself of the huge payback she was owed.

She still needed to figure out at the least an inkling towards the comprehension of the divine elemental. She felt it in her bones that this was the key to her escape.

And if she doesn't successfully figure this out, she might as well forever disappear into the ether.

The elementals were manifestations of different energy sources and power embodiments fueling the universe. Most probably the divine elemental is related to space and time continuum.

Several cultivators including her who had set out to understand the divine elemental probably figured out this much. Her problem currently was to develop a spiritual connection and sense something as intangible as space and time.

Many cultivators have been stuck at this exact point of comprehension. To move an inch from here would mean a tremendous leap of success for her.

A few more years passed and Eluraa had yet to reach anywhere even close to understanding the divine elemental.

She silently cursed her fate and once more tried to use every ounce of her enormous soul strength to break open her restrictive bindings.

If only she could move a muscle, or even twitch an eyelid, she won't be confined to this eternity of cultivation.

Why is it she, who is facing eternal damnation? She silently thought about killing all the male fatties if she ever got out of this place.

Eluraa had attained absolute resonance with the other elementals but she still couldn't move an inch. Her mana cores were completely enriched and saturated. She now had an endless reserve of mana supply.

This was the legendary mana core stage. At this stage, cultivators had assimilated mana energy to such an extent that their internal mana reserves were constantly cycling and regenerating.

But she was still shackled and imprisoned here... Was all hope truly lost for me?

She was beginning to enter one of her vicious negative spirals. Every single time, it takes an immense amount of mental strength to recover herself from the brink of completely fading away.

But this time she truly couldn't help it. She could feel that the weight of these shackles had almost gotten to her.

In the end, even after her tireless struggle and relentless spirit, all she could do was cultivate for eternity and fade away.

She wondered how long has it been in the outside world. Did time slip away for them, as slowly as it did for her?

Her mind jolted and she suddenly realized that what she was currently experiencing was in itself the strength of the divine elemental.

What else can impose this astoundingly strong space and time confinement? Why else did she feel time stopped for her and there was nothing and nowhere to go from here?

Someone had made this prison after tapping into the divine elemental's power source.