This mysterious seed attracted his attention, as this should be the award for facing those grey fla lotuses. The seed should be quite special, as it seems to be protected by the lotuses and seems to have a very mysterious aura in it.
It hovered silently, pulsing gently with a rhythm that felt almost like a heartbeat. The oppressive aura of despair and death was gone, replaced by a strange, mysterious tranquillity that enveloped the space.
He extended his hand, hesitating for a mont as he studied the seed’s mysterious surface. Its shell shimred faintly with an iridescent sheen, shifting between hues of grey and black. Strange patterns adorned its surface, resembling ancient runes, but their anings were unknown to him.
The faint warmth of the Golden Sun Fla flickered within him, as though afraid of it. But he wasn’t going to stop; he reached out and grasped the seed. The mont his fingers closed around it, a surge of energy coursed through him, making his body tremble.
The seed felt alive, its faint pulse syncing with his own heartbeat. The mysterious aura emanating from it seeped into him, carrying a mixture of life and death energies. It wasn’t oppressive like the grey flas had been—it was balanced, harmonious, yet undeniably powerful.
It slowly seed to enter his soul and seep deep into him. At first, he was a bit afraid as he didn’t want anything unknown deeply connected to his soul, but it didn’t seem to harm him anyway; in fact, it slowly started to release a mysterious power that made his soul feel warmth. His soul also started to show signs of strengthening and growth.
Apollo closed his eyes, focusing inward as the changes unfolded. The seed’s energy wasn’t just passive—it actively nourished his soul, strengthening its foundation and expanding its capacity.
He could feel his soul growing denser, more refined as if being tempered in an invisible forge. Every fragnt of its essence seed to resonate with the seed’s dual nature, integrating seamlessly.
"This..." He murmured, his voice filled with a mix of wonder and disbelief. He had always known that for his soul to be strong, he needed to go through countless trials, but this sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before.
The seed’s energy was not only strengthening his soul—it was awakening sothing within him, unlocking a deeper understanding of the mysterious balance between life and death.
His Primal Cosmos ditation Technique activated instinctively, guiding and steading the influx of energy. The seed’s mysterious aura intertwined with the cosmic spirit energies he cultivated, creating a unique resonance that rippled through his body and mind.
For a brief mont, Apollo felt as though he were standing at the edge of an infinite abyss, staring into the profound mysteries of existence.
As the transformation continued, he began to notice subtle changes. His perception of the surrounding space sharpened, as if every particle of energy, every whisper of life and death, was laid bare before him. His connection to the Book of Death deepened, and he could sense its dormant powers stirring in response to the seed’s integration.
The Book of Death seed to evolve as he felt its strength many tis, and with it, his law of death also seed to be improving rapidly.
80%... 81%... 84%...
It didn’t stop until it reached eighty-nine per cent, reaching the peak level World realm of law. If he can go just one level, he will reach the controller level, which is also the requirent for warriors to break through the Void God level to transcend the mortal level completely.
Soti later, everything cald down as the seed seed to be firmly fused with his soul. He opened his eyes, but just as he did that, the space around him slowly started to shatter; the barren land and sky seed to crack like glass and disappear right in front of him, leaving him in utter darkness or emptiness.
Apollo stood still, his breathing steady yet his mind turbulent. The profound changes coursing through him left a lingering intensity in his senses.
The barren wasteland and cracked skies were no more, replaced by a vast void of endless darkness. No stars, no light—just an all-consuming emptiness that seed to stretch forever.
He instinctively tried to probe the space with his spirit sense, but it was like trying to grasp at the water in a clenched fist. The void resisted definition, evading even his strengthened perception. However, amidst the emptiness, he felt an eerie calm, as if the void was not a threat but a waiting presence.
Suddenly, the void began to stir.
Faint lights appeared one by one, forming mysterious patterns that combined themselves into existence. These lights converged at a single point in front of him, condensing into a swirling sphere of brilliant, colourful light. It hovered silently, radiating a mix of divinity and infiniteness, its presence commanding yet gentle.
Apollo stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. "What the fuck now?" He whispered as the orb pulsed gently in response, its light illuminating his sharp features.
A deep, resonant voice echoed within the void, neither male nor female, carrying a weight of tilessness.
"Hmm, interesting why you had an aura of ti that doesn’t belong to the current flow of ti."
His eyes narrowed slightly at the voice’s cryptic words. "Aura of ti?" He murmured, his thoughts racing. He was shocked as he absolutely knew what it ant, as he had guessed he wasn’t from this tiline.
He was millions or billions of years from his original ti, but the shocking thing was that sothing or soone was actually able to feel that was too shocking for him. All of this made him feel anxious as he didn’t know what mighty being the ball of light orb was.
Apollo’s sharp gaze fixed on the radiant orb. In his mind, a storm of thoughts appeared.
The orb pulsed faintly, its swirling colours shifting as though reflecting his inner turmoil.
"Ah, so you understand," the voice said, carrying a subtle hint of amusent. "You are a remnant of a ti of distant future, cast adrift into a flow that is not your own. Fascinating."
He clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to remain calm. But he felt anxious and afraid, but he suppressed it. Although whatever the entity was exuded an aura that felt different he ever felt, it was ancient and boundless. Yet he couldn’t afford to show weakness.
"Who—or what—are you?" He demanded, his voice steady despite the tension in his chest. "And how do you know about ? About... the aura of ti?"
The orb’s light dimd for a mont, as though contemplating his question. "Who I am is of little importance. What I am... perhaps less so. Consider an observer, one who dwells outside the flow of most comprehension. As for how I know you..."
The orb shone brighter, its colours becoming a blinding cascade. "Ti leaves its mark, mortal. And you carry the imprint of an age so distant that even I must strain just to perceive it. Such an anomaly cannot go unnoticed."
Apollo’s heart pounded in his chest. He forced himself to steady his breathing, keeping his emotions in check. "If you’re just an observer, why bring this up? Why tell any of this?"
The voice chuckled softly, a sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Because your existence intrigues . A thread so out of place, yet tightly bounded into the fabric of this era. What is your purpose, I wonder? And who has such power to send you here?"
"You had to know ti is one of the supre rules that is already most difficult to control; even sending soone into the future or past for a day or two is already difficult, not to ntion sending you into such a long distant past from the future."
"Even the mightiest being, one who understands the rules of ti to a very high degree, must still face the consequences of altering it. The more soone affects the past or the future, the heavier the price they must bear. There may be a few who can withstand the consequences of shifting ten or twenty years into the past or future, but your case is beyond belief."
"The effects of tampering with such vast stretches of ti and space are unimaginable. Your actions could alter the course of billions of years, and such a burden is not sothing anyone could endure. I can hardly believe that anyone could achieve such a feat—how could sothing so incomprehensibly powerful even exist?"
Apollo’s eyes narrowed as he absorbed the orb’s words. His mind raced, trying to piece together the truth within its explanation. But he knew that it was the system that brought him here, and it wanted him to save the Black Lotus Fla, changing the course of the future.
"Not to ntion that you are also quite a peculiar mortal; although you haven’t even reached the basic level of transcension, you still seem to understand quite a mysterious power. Although that power seems weak, it still has unimaginable potential if you can walk ahead in that path.
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