[Host has comprehended Metal Law]
[Host has comprehended Earth Law]
Drakion’s mind calmed as he saw he had comprehended the Five Elements Law. It was now time to begin the journey of truly understanding the Five-Element Law.
He looked at the cute creatures before him—this was how they appeared to Drakion.
A bundle of flame that burned eternally...
A bubble of water, rippling with purity...
A wooden branch bearing a single vibrant leaf...
A pillar of radiant metal, upright and unyielding...
A lump of earth, rich and grounded...
These were the representations of Drakion’s Five Elements Law.
He reached out and held the elemental creatures—and in the next moment, his figure vanished once again.
When Drakion regained awareness of his surroundings, he found himself within the Five Elements World. His eyes widened with awe at the breathtaking beauty before him. Everything was in perfect harmony.
The serene, tranquil landscape...
The rich, almost sacred aura of Originat...
The flawless balance of fire, water, earth, metal, and wood...
Drakion wished this moment could remain forever.
Without delay, he sat down, folding his legs in meditation. His goal: to comprehend the Five-Element Law.
Closing his eyes, he focused. Fire... Water... Earth... Metal... Wood...
What was the correlation between them?
He pondered deeply—but felt nothing.
Time slipped by unnoticed. He didn’t know how long he’d been sitting, but the insight still eluded him.
Meanwhile, Quinn and the others watched from afar. They observed the phenomena Drakion released as he attempted to comprehend the Five-Element Law. His brows were furrowed in frustration and deep confusion.
Quinn shook his head solemnly. He could tell Drakion was stuck—lost in the overwhelming complexity of the Five-Element Law.
The others saw it too, and they sighed as they noticed the expression on Drakion’s face.
As for the Heavenly Dao, it had descended five times now, searching in vain for the one who dared provoke its wrath—yet it failed to locate the true culprit.
In the outside world, Drakion had spent a full day unraveling the mysteries of the Five-Element Law. It had now been four days since his comprehension began.
Within the Five Elements World, Drakion finally opened his eyes and exhaled heavily. He had failed to grasp even the slightest fragment of the law.
He rose to his feet, scanning his surroundings.
Where had he gone wrong?
Then he noticed them—Five-Colored Butterflies fluttering nearby.
Without thinking, he reached out a finger. One butterfly landed gently on it.
And in that moment—everything changed.
The surroundings began to collapse.
The trees withered and cracked.
The air grew tense and chaotic.
It felt as if reality itself was being shattered and restricted.
"What’s happening?" Drakion muttered in shock.
He stared at the butterfly on his finger, now disintegrating along with the crumbling world.
Confused and disoriented, Drakion floated in the void, watching everything dissolve around him.
The world was being recreated.
As the broken world faded into renewal, Drakion found himself standing not on land—but in the midst of a vast and boundless ocean...
Drakion stood amidst the silence of the Originat Sea.
It was not the void that greeted him.
Five lights circled in slow rhythm—each a world unto itself.
Wood. Fire. Earth. Metal. Water.
They did not scream for dominance.
They moved... in balance.
At first, he saw them as forces:
But that was not comprehension.
That was observation.
True comprehension came when he no longer saw them as separate—
Wood fed Fire, not to burn, but to pass on life.
Fire gave birth to Earth, not to destroy, but to leave behind its essence.
Earth bore Metal, pressed and formed under patience.
Metal summoned Water, drawing dew, channeling stream.
Water nurtured Wood, and the breath of green returned.
It was a dance, not a chain.
A symphony, not a hierarchy.
Each transition inevitable.
As Drakion was comprehending this, the Five Element Representations surrounding him formed a circle. They began to shine with great light as they released their power into the center of Drakion—a five-colored light was brewing.
Then came the second pulse.
The Restriction Cycle.
The Earth resisted Water’s flood.
Water cooled Fire’s fury.
Fire melted Metal’s pride.
Metal cut through Wood’s wildness.
Wood split the Earth’s calm.
Like a mentor to a reckless child.
Like a wall that tells the wind, "Not here."
Drakion felt it then—
Comprehending the Five-Element Law was not about wielding all five.
It was about understanding how no one element could stand eternal.
Each needed another—either to rise... or to be restrained.
Too much Wood, and chaos reigns.
Too much Fire, and all is ash.
Too much Earth, and nothing moves.
Too much Metal, and all things bleed.
Too much Water, and even stone dissolves.
Balance is not weakness.
Balance is the law that allows all things to exist.
Drakion’s Originat responded—not with flames or floods, but with a deep resonance.
No longer did each element move on its own.
They flowed into each other.
But like a river becoming rain, becoming root, becoming ash, becoming ore, becoming sea again.
To comprehend this Law was to feel what Heaven itself followed.
The cycle of seasons.
The patience of stone.
The silence of depth.
And so Drakion stood still—not from weakness, but from knowing.
In his stillness, Fire stirred.
In his silence, Water rippled.
In his stillness, Metal hardened.
In his breath, Wood reached.
And beneath it all, Earth stood—unchanging, unfailing.
He was no longer the Devouring Dragon that tore through the elements.
He was the eye of their cycle.
The witness to their rhythm.
He could become their center.
[Host has comprehended the Five-Element Law]