His divine body seed to transform and move towards the fourth divine body. Apollo didn’t expect he would receive such an unexpected chance. The fundantal transformation started to take place.
In a matter of minutes, his divine body reached the peak of the third turn, but the system integration with the mysterious throne continued.
In fact, it seed the energy released by the combined thrones was more potent, increasing not only the rate of his improvents but also the pain. Yet he gritted his teeth and toughened his will to overco the situation.
Apollo’s body trembled under the imnse strain. The combined energies from the thrones were relentless, tearing through his divine body with a force that would have obliterated anyone else.
The transformation of his divine body was not subtle—it was wild and violent, like a phoenix being reborn in flas. Every cell in his body was being broken down and rebuilt, stronger, denser, and tougher than before.
His senses sharpened with each passing second. He could feel the changes in his bones, the restructuring of his muscles, and the reinforcent of the very cells within his body.
Even the internal world within him seed to stir as it also started growing slowly and steadily.
[Integration at 80%...]
[Integration at 81%...]
[Integration at 83%...]
The process of integration continued, and Apollo’s strength rose with every second.
[Integration at 89%...]
Boom!
His divine body, after this unimaginable tornt, seed to cross the barrier and reach new heights finally. It finally beca the fourth turn divine body.
The strength of the body beca stronger many tis before, and he believed now he wouldn’t be in that embarrassing state if he faced the World Demon again.
But even the breakthrough didn’t ease the agony much, as the intensity of the mysterious power was still rising the more it reached closer to full integration with the system.
[Integration at 90%...]
Szzzzzzz...
The mont the integration process reached ninety, the world around him seed to have changed, and the intensity of the mysterious aura around him changed completely.
"Fuck!"
His eyes widened as the nine thrones, each brimming with unique energies, began to crumble into streams of radiant light. The streams of energy spiralled toward the central throne, their intensity growing exponentially.
The throne beneath him pulsed with overwhelming energy, resonating with his body, soul, and spirit in ways he had never experienced before.
The physical transformation, which was a bit slowed down after his breakthrough, surged again rapidly at an even faster rate.
But this ti it wasn’t everything, as this ti his spirit and soul seed to feel the greatest effect as the mysterious energy seed to transform more mysteriously and affect his spirit and soul largely.
His spirit quivered as if being unravelled and rewoven. Yet, amidst this chaos, Apollo’s resolve burned brighter. His soul resisted the pull of annihilation and reconstruction, instead seizing the foreign energy, bending it to his will.
And like a cicada, his spirit and soul seed to shed their old selves and transform to a higher state. His soul and spirit, which were lagging behind his divine body, seed to pick up their pace and were improving rapidly.
His soul, which was the weakest, seed to improve the fastest, followed by the spirit and lastly the divine body.
Apollo right now was in a mysterious and unbelievable state where all three essences of soul, spirit, and body were improving at the sa ti. This unbelievable phenonon was very rare not just in the universe but even in countless dinsions across ti and space.
Sssssss...
Boom!
With a sudden, earth-shattering boom, his soul achieved a breakthrough, shattering its forr limits and reaching the third-turn Human Soul level.
The mont this happened, Apollo felt an imdiate change. His mind beca clearer, sharper, as though a fog had lifted, revealing hidden depths of perception. The vastness of his soul expanded, resonating with the energy of the throne and the cosmos around him.
But there was no ti to revel in his progress. The energy didn’t relent—it surged into his spirit, causing it to quiver and fracture like glass under imnse pressure. Yet, just as his soul had done, his spirit adapted, pulling strength from the energy and bending it to his will.
Sssssss... Boom!
Another wave of power erupted as his spirit surged forward, breaking into the third floor of the Cosmos Palace level. His spirit now felt vast and unyielding, its strength a perfect complent to his newly strengthened soul.
But the integration process continued as more and more energy was swallowed by the system, and more quickly the other thrones were dissipating.
[Integration at 95%...]
The chanical voice echoed faintly in his mind, almost drowned out by the roaring energy around him. His three essences—soul, spirit, and body—resonated with the chaotic influx of power.
The mysterious energy still was improving all three essences, so he didn’t dare to be careless for a fraction of a second. He also tried to control himself as he wanted to achieve more breakthroughs.
The improvent of soul and spirit was still quicker than that of the body, as they were still weaker and needed less energy, but still, his divine body seed to reach the late stage of the fourth turn of the divine body, while soul and spirit reached the peak of the third turn.
He concentrated on their breakthrough more, as both soul and spirit always remain behind his body, and right now it was a great chance for them to catch up.
Apollo focused most of his resolve, funnelling the remaining energy into both his soul and spirit, forcing them to push beyond their limits. The strain was unbearable, his consciousness flickering as he grappled with the monuntal power flooding him.
He directed every ounce of his focus on his soul and spirit, striving for simultaneous breakthroughs. If he could push them past their current limits.
The throne pulsed beneath him, as though acknowledging his efforts. The energy it released grew sharper, and more refined, fueling his relentless pursuit of transcendence.
[Integration at 97%...]
Apollo’s breathing was laboured, his body drenched in sweat, but his determination was unwavering.
"Break!" He roared, his voice filled with defiance and ambition, as he pushed his essence to the brink of its potential.
The energy surged with renewed ferocity, and Apollo’s soul seized the opportunity. It resonated with the surrounding mysterious power, stretching beyond its limits as though shedding its mortal constraints.
His soul was the first once again and crossed the barrier of the third turn and reached the fourth turn human soul level, closing the gap between the body and soul.
A blinding brilliance erupted from within him, a phenonon invisible to the naked eye yet profound enough to ripple across multiple layers of space.
The transformation was monuntal. Apollo could feel his thoughts accelerating, his perception expanding to encompass not just the physical realm but layers of reality he had only glimpsed before.
"This..." He muttered, his voice tinged with awe as he felt the changes. His soul now exuded a palpable presence, radiating power that could rival ancient beings of legend.
But there was no ti to savour the achievent. The energy continued to surge, relentless and demanding. His spirit, already at the pinnacle of the third floor of the Cosmos Palace, trembled as if it too sought to break its limits.
"One more..." Apollo clenched his fists, his gaze sharp and determined. "Just one more breakthrough..."
The energy within the throne pulsed in agreent, as though it itself was daring him to take the leap.
Boom!
The cosmos palace within his mind reached a critical state and finally, with sheer force, seed to break through. The cosmos palace within him burst with mysterious energy as he started his ditation technique and t the cosmos palace with mysterious energy.
It slowly and steadily started to change, becoming bigger, more mysterious, and more powerful until it finally steadied itself as the fourth floor of the cosmos appeared in his mind. Becoming the fourth-floor cosmos palace, catching up with the body and soul.
"Finally..." Apollo muttered, his voice low but resolute. The three essences—body, soul, and spirit—had reached near-perfect equilibrium.
[Integration at 99%...]
The chanical voice of the system chid in, breaking his montary reverie.
The air around Apollo crackled with energy as the final stages of integration began. The central throne glowed brighter than ever, its light enveloping him in an almost blinding radiance.
Only the last one per cent remained. Apollo remained focused as he continued to absorb the mysterious energy, but his focus was now on the last per cent of integration remaining.
Apollo took a deep breath, his gaze steely. "Let’s finish this."
With unwavering focus, he drew upon every ounce of his willpower, guiding the last torrents of energy through his being. The throne’s remaining essence surged toward him, and he braced himself for what he knew would be the final mont.
BOOOOM!
The entire hall trembled, and the remaining of the nine thrones burst with their final energy as they fully dissipated between heaven and earth. The energy it burst made the entire Infernal destruction realm tremble and made every creature within it feel terror.
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