Four Rank Four powerhouses began speaking among themselves as if Michael was not even present.
Sohow they had conveniently excluded Arven in the mix as well. It seed even allies wanted nothing to do with this fellow, even if he currently looked sane.
One of them folded his arms while studying Michael carefully.
"Truly, seeing is believing."
His eyes moved up and down Michael's figure as if trying to understand sothing impossible.
"It seems the rumors were not exaggerated after all."
Another elder gave a faint chuckle.
"So this is the boy.""
Her tone carried mild curiosity.
"I have heard quite a few things about him recently, but this is my first ti seeing him in person."
A third individual slowly nodded.
"Yes. The academy has been unusually protective of him."
His gaze lingered on Michael for a mont.
"Now I see why."
Michael stood there, completely baffled.
The conversation continued as though he were rely an object of study.
Another of the Rank Four powerhouses crossed his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.
"You should not be too excited yet."
His eyes briefly moved toward the dark storm gathering above them. "If the youth survives this ordeal, then perhaps we can celebrate. Only then will it prove that the academy truly scored big this ti. And that the conflict with the Federation was worth it."
The group continued speaking casually.
"Still," one of them said thoughtfully, "to think it would happen this early."
Michael finally lost his patience.
At this point he could no longer care about showing proper respect.
Five Rank Four powerhouses or not, the situation involved him. He took a step forward.
"Excuse !"
The sudden interruption made the group fall silent.
Five pairs of eyes turned toward him.
Michael looked at them one by one before finally settling on Director Arven. Never did he expect a day would co where Director Arven looked like the most reliable person nearby. Though unsettled by his subdued deanour, Michael still pressed his question.
"Can soone please explain what is happening?"
He pointed upward toward the terrifying storm.
The clouds above had grown even darker.
Lightning flashed violently through the sky.
The entire atmosphere felt unstable.
Michael's voice beca sharper.
"What exactly is that?"
The forest trembled slightly as thunder rumbled through the heavens.
Michael clenched his fists.
"And why does it feel like it's coming for ?"
The closer one drew to the universe, the more their senses evolved past normal perception. At so point it went beyond detecting things and beca sothing closer to feeling danger before it arrived, and for so, even glimpsing fragnts of the future. Michael was far from that level, but he was still sensitive enough to threats that the pressure descending from those clouds made him deeply uneasy.
Only Rank Four beings could threaten his life directly. Whatever was gathering above him he wanted no business with.
One of the elders finally stepped forward.
It was the only woman among the five.
"Tell sothing, boy."
Her voice was clear and steady.
"Do you know the stages required to ascend to Rank Three and
beyond?"
Michael blinked at the sudden question but nodded.
"Yes."
The woman gestured lightly.
"Then explain it."
Michael answered without hesitation.
"To ascend to Rank Three, one must comprehend a law and condense
that understanding into a Law Seed within the soul."
"To ascend to Rank Four, the Law Seed evolves into a Law Domain, allowing the cultivator to project their law outward and influence the
world."
"And to ascend to Rank Five, the Law Domain transforms into a Law
World, where the cultivator possesses a vast world within
themselves."
The female elder nodded.
"Correct."
Then she asked, "But do you know the similarity between all these
ascensions?"
Michael frowned slightly and shook his head.
"No."
The elder pointed toward the dark storm forming in the sky.
"The similarity," she said calmly, "is that the universe must
acknowledge you."
Lightning flashed across the clouds.
"When one ascends to Rank Three, the universe acknowledges the
birth of a Law. When one ascends to Rank Four, it acknowledges the
expansion of a Domain. And when one ascends to Rank Five, it
acknowledges the birth of a World."
Michael slowly looked back toward the storm, his heartbeat
quickening.
The elder spoke again.
"Do you know what cos with the universe's acknowledgent?"
Michael knew the answer imdiately.
"The universe's blessing."
"Yes. What is above you is the universe's blessing, but it should not be
appearing at your stage. What you are seeing only manifests when soone begins ascending to Rank Four, where the universe does not
rely acknowledge you but blesses you at the sa ti."
The female elder continued while observing the storm above.
"What will soon happen," she said calmly, "is that several rounds of lightning will descend from those clouds. As long as you survive them, you will reap the benefits."
Michael's expression stiffened.
"The lightning will temper your body, your soul, and your law seed."
She paused.
Then she muttered quietly to herself.
"But I still do not understand."
Her brows furrowed as she studied the storm.
"This level of lightning typically appears when preparing a divine
vessel for Rank Five, beginning from Rank Four. So why would it appear for a mortal now? Your body has not reached the peak of a normal cultivator. And if you survive, will you erge with a fully realised law seed or a domain?"
The mont those words left her mouth, Michael's eyes widened
slightly.
A realization surfaced.
A title.
He rembered a title he had obtained not long ago.
Mortal God.
For a brief mont Michael could only stare at the dark storm above
while a quiet thought ford in his mind.
Don't tell this is because of that title.
[Title: Mortal God]
Summary: Against the natural order, a mortal body not yet divine has
taken the shape and resilience of a god's vessel. This title recognizes
your defiance of limits.
Of course it is!!!!!
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