"Amazing. Is this what it feels like to be Lord of the Realm?" Severin licked his lips, intoxicated by the supreme power. The sensation of controlling the river of time and the fate of all living beings had its own unique allure. Nothing could elude his gaze or perception within his Small Thousand Worlds. All future outcomes were laid bare before him.As countless streams of data flooded his mind, Severin glanced at the burgeoning small world before him and lamented, "Perhaps, the so-called celestial regent that ranks higher than royal celestials also perceive the fate of all beings as a series of data, much like the path of heaven. Any past or future unfolds before their very eyes."At that moment, Severin understood why the Ancestora had been so fervent in becoming Bleurealm's lord—the process of refining Bleurealm was what allowed a Lord of the Realm to become a royal celestial. It was the sensation of superiority, of seeing the past and future of creatures laid bare before him, a
With the Small Thousand Worlds thriving perfectly fine, Severin did not see any reason to expand it for the time being.Ever since becoming a true immortal, he harbored a desire to extend the Small Thousand Worlds, yet conventional methods proved to be inadequate for the job. Only by continuously comprehending the laws of the three thousand rules and the consolidation of the realm's origins could allow the expansion to occur organically. Such an aspect mirrored closely the practices of true immortals in the real world—they too required an understanding of those laws.Severin remained relatively unconcerned over that. With the assistance of the Small Thousand Worlds, he had already manifested the rules and established many of them to small success, while others had fully developed to great success. He understood that progress would naturally follow as long as he continued to channel the power of heaven and earth within himself.Thanks to distinct training systems, Severin circumvente
Having turned into a true immortal thanks to the continued evolution of his Small Thousand Worlds and the gathering of the three thousand laws, Severin found it quite easy to transcend levels in flight. Just his initial level of attainment was more than enough for him to go against true immortals! His Inner World Skill was already strong at that moment, but advancing to royal celestial or even celestial regent might require an unprecedented amount of effort far beyond that of ancient and modern methods in terms of difficulty! Unsure how to turn his Small Thousand Worlds into Moderate Thousand Worlds, Severin lamented, "Well, we can only take things one step at a time."He shook his head to suppress his thoughts and quickly took out the Bluefire Throughspirit Liquid he received from Heath. The liquid was a greenish-blue hue, and the surface exuded a faint layer of glow from a flame. Those who were in close contact with it would feel a blazing hot temperature blowing toward one's face
In the heart of the Primordial Sacred Land within Midland, the Ancestora emerged from the void with an intimidating and expressionless visage. Over the past two days, he had embarked from Midland towards the eternal icefield with the intention of attacking Severin and consuming him.Upon reaching, however, he discovered that Severin had already left, and all that could be felt then was the lingering aura of the thunderbolt tribulation from Severin's recent ascent to true immortality. With Severin having attained true immortality, his celestial affinities shielded his whereabouts from the heaven and the river of time. Not even all the skills in the world could help the Ancestora locate him then!Fuming in frustration, the Ancestora cursed, "Curse him! He made a breakthrough to true immortality, vanishes into the void, and cloaks himself with the secrets of heaven! Could he have mastered the space path that ranks among the top ten?"Typically, the initial days following ascension were
The Ancestora would never reveal his trump card unless absolutely necessary. As it recalled the terrifying aura of the foreign demon, he could not help himself from trembling involuntarily despite his status as a true immortal. He shook his head vigorously and attempted to dispel the image from his mind. Glancing firmly at Fannerly and Ianzik one final time, his figure soon disappeared from thin air.Fannerly and Ianzik finally rose from the ground and wiped away the cold sweat from their brows. They spared no haste in attending to the disciples. Though they had no clue as to why the Ancestora had attacked the Grandiuno Sacred Land so suddenly, they did not dare to question his orders.Moments later, several airships soared from the headquarters of the Primordial Sacred Land, leaving him a trail of malevolent energy as they set their course to the Grandiuno Sacred Land. Beneath a sky cloaked in demonic aura, the figure of the Ancestora stood aloft, surrounded by the crimson radiance
As Severin drew closer to the Ancestora, their aura intensified and the pressure began to mount.When they were approximately ten miles apart, both parties halted. They eyed each other warily as radiant laws surrounded them like a vast ocean, sweeping across the thousand-mile expanse and dissolving into the boundless void.Emerging slowly from the shroud of malevolent aura, the Ancestora treaded upon the air and peered down with a sneer. "I've spent eras planning this. All have fallen into my design, yet you were the anomalous factor that achieved immortality ahead of schedule."There were many reasons behind the Ancestora's desire to kill Severin, but the sight of Severin standing toweringly with the radiance of a celestial being spurred a begrudging admiration from the Ancestora."Submit to me," the Ancestora declared, his expression oozing contempt and his tone remarkably indifferent. "Once I've reshaped this world and ascended as Lord of the Realm, I'll grant you a position abo
Deafening explosions reverberated through the void, unleashing a maelstrom of chaotic energy. The Ancestora's eyes flickered with surprise as he observed that Severin had effortlessly shattered his law of destruction. The display of power far exceeded what one would expect from someone who had just become an immortal.As soon as the Ancestora beheld the Oculus Blade in Severin's grip, a glint of relief and greed shimmered in his eyes."Ah, an elite celestial weapon," the Ancestora murmured, licking his lips. "There's more to your secrets than I expected."Severin had given him much surprise, as it was unheard of for someone who had just become an immortal to not only possess a signature celestial weapon but also an elite one no less. The news would send shockwaves even within the celestial realm.To craft such a weapon, one must first acquire ten divine golds. The rarity of divine gold in the celestial realm was a testament to their immense value, as it would require years of searc
Across Midland, the sky stretched into an endless golden river spanning tens of thousands of miles. The weight of the celestial spectacle sent tremors through Bleurealm, and everyone on the level of supreme paragon and above could feel the trembling pressure.Deep within the royal city within Greatflare, Lumino was nursing his wounds in solitude when he glanced his head skyward at the sight of the golden river meandering through the space. Horrified, he got up abruptly and muttered in a trembling voice, "This is a battle between true immortals! Has the Ancestora shown up?"The apocalyptic vision resembled the collapse of the world, striking Lumino with a sense of panic and unease. He did not have much hope for Midland's Grandiuno Sacred Land to be able to make any sort of difference in that situation. Overwhelmed by what he saw, he staggered back in despair until he fell bottom first on the ground. "We're done for. Oh heavens! We're done for now that the Ancestora has decided to take