Far from the turmoil, Apollo and the Senior Orb appeared in a secluded pocket of space, its boundaries shimring with faint traces of primordial energy. He let out a breath, as he finally did sothing, and hopefully, it wouldn’t turn like before.
"Why did you bring here, Senior Orb?" He then asked, his voice calm but tinged with curiosity.
"This is a separate space that I created when I was at my peak and is filled with ancient primordial energy. A perfect place to let go of distraction and cultivate their strength." Senior Orb said with a bit of lancholy.
He caught sothing from the senior words like peak strength. Maybe he isn’t in good condition or isn’t in peak condition for so reason, but he didn’t ask anything and let him continue.
"I didn’t expect to et soone like you—a life without fate," the voice said, its tone a mix of awe and curiosity. "I know of only one or two such existences across the countless dinsions and universes. But those beings have surpassed everything. They exist beyond even supre entities like the Black Fla Sovereign... or myself."
The voice paused before continuing, softer this ti. "Yet, your appearance gives hope."
Apollo’s body tensed, his instincts bracing for danger as he heard the senior orb’s words. But the next sentence cald the storm inside him.
"Don’t worry. I have no intention of harming you. In fact, I will give you a chance. And will bet on you, as there is no better gamble in this universe than betting on soone like you."
"Bet on ?" His voice was steady, but the curiosity burned in his eyes. "What do you an by that, senior?"
The orb pulsed faintly, its light dimming as though lost in thought. "I am but a fragnt of what I once was," he admitted, the lancholy in his voice unmistakable.
"To regain all my strength, I needed my core soul fragnt that is lost in the land of chaos space during a devastating battle, and only soone who is strong enough to master the perfect rule manifestation of space can travel in Chaos space."
"And finding such a strong person is very difficult; even Black Fla didn’t fully master the space rule manifestation. His might strength might not be weak as father of flas, but there are few among supre master who reached space rule manifestation level even in the countless dinsions." He then stopped and looked at him.
Apollo felt surprised and couldn’t help but ask, "What does it have to do with ?" He is nowhere near such a level, as he only understands space law, not a space rule; there is an unimaginable difference.
After achieving 100% mastery of the law, one must then move on to understanding the rules. Each rule is divided into nine layers, with a vast, almost imasurable difference between each layer. Even grasping the first layer of a rule would grant soone the ability to defeat an ordinary True being, using nothing but the power of the rules.
The state of Rule Manifestation, however, refers specifically to mastery of the seventh layer and beyond. This shows just how far he is now from reaching that pinnacle.
"It has everything to do with you," Senior Orb said, firm yet almost reverent. "With your talent—and as one of the rare legendary beings unbound by fate—there isn’t a single doubt in my mind that you will reach such heights and master the space rule to manifestation level."
"You are destined to beco a supre being. By helping you now, I hope to establish a karmic bond between us."
The senior orb’s voice softened, almost pleading. "All I ask is that, when your strength reaches a sufficient level, you find the core soul fragnt in the Chas Space. So, what do you say? Do you agree?"
Apollo remained silent, his thoughts a tempest of doubt and intrigue. He knew the senior orb was right—his journey thus far had been nothing short of extraordinary. But this? This was a step into the unknown, a commitnt to a future he could barely comprehend.
The orb continued, its tone softening. "I’m not asking you to achieve this tomorrow, Apollo. I am rely planting a seed. You have ti—decades, centuries if needed. All I ask is your word, a promise that when you do reach those heights, you will help reclaim what I’ve lost."
"In return, I will guide you and give you sothing to ensure that your journey is one of unparalleled growth and will be much faster."
He stared at the senior floating right in front of him. The offer was tempting, and he didn’t have anything to lose.
Finally, he nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Fine. I’ll do it. I’ll try to find your core soul fragnt when the ti cos."
The orb pulsed brightly, its aura radiating a sense of relief and approval. "Good."
"Good," the senior orb repeated, its tone carrying a mixture of gratitude and purpose. "Then our pact is sealed."
Apollo remained calm, though inwardly, he couldn’t ignore the gravity of what he’d just agreed to. "So, what now? Where do we begin?"
"The opportunity I am going to give is also related to the space rule. I got it through very difficult when I was at my peak but sadly wasn’t able to use it. As if it was never ant for ." The senior orb said while sighing and then took out a mysterious item.
The Senior Orb pulsed softly, and from its core erged a radiant, crystalline object. It floated delicately in the air, surrounded by a mysterious web of shimring light patterns. The item seed alive, pulsating faintly as if resonating with the very layers of space itself.
Apollo’s eyes narrowed as he studied it, his instincts screaming that this was no ordinary artifact. The object exuded a presence both ancient and unfathomable, as though it held the essence of countless spaces within its fragile fra.
"This," the Senior Orb said, its voice laden with a mixture of reverence and regret, "is the Infinite Void World Stone. A stone born naturally in an infinite void."
His eyes widened slightly as the Senior Orb spoke, the na alone sending a ripple of intrigue through his mind. "The Infinite Void World Stone," he repeated softly, his gaze locked on the artifact."
"The stone appeared paradoxical in nature—both solid and ethereal as if it existed in multiple dinsions simultaneously. It shimred faintly, its surface rippling like liquid one mont and crystallized in perfect stillness the next.
The Senior Orb continued, its tone heavy with significance. "This stone is a natural treasure, birthed in the infinite void where the boundaries of space collapse and reform endlessly."
Apollo tilted his head slightly, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. "And what exactly does it do?"
The orb pulsed faintly, as though weighing its words. "The Infinite Void World Stone is not a tool or a weapon but a conduit—a key to understanding the deepest mysteries of the Space Rule. It contains an entire miniature world within it, a realm where space folds upon itself infinitely."
"By entering it, you will be exposed to the purest manifestations of space rules. The miniature world contains 108,000 layers of space, with every space representing the deep essence of space rules."
"Within it, you can only use space law and rules to cross these layers of space that represent the rules of space. The higher you go, the deeper your understanding of space rules will beco. When you can cross all one hundred and eight thousand layers, you will reach the seventh layer of space rule."
He nodded in understanding but couldn’t help voicing his lingering doubt. "Why only the seventh layer? What about the eighth or ninth layers?"
Senior Orb chuckled softly as if amused by the question. "Ah, that. In truth, nothing definitive is known about the eighth or ninth layers of the Space Rule, even to beings like us."
"They’re more like myths. Yet, the vast majority believe they exist—not just for the Space Rule, but for all other rules as well. However, for reasons beyond comprehension, no one has been able to grasp them, as though sothing is deliberately preventing it."
"Okay, that’s it. You didn’t need to know about it, as it is too far away. You should just concentrate on understanding space rules first. It will take so ti to prepare to awaken Black Sovereign; you can train to beco stronger while not wasting any ti."
Apollo nodded, his sharp gaze fixed on the shimring Infinite Void World Stone in front of him. The ntion of the eighth and ninth layers intrigued him deeply, though he understood the Senior Orb’s caution. It wasn’t the ti to dwell on unattainable myths; his current path was already daunting enough.
"One hundred and eight thousand layers of space," he murmured as if testing the weight of those words. "Each layer represents a deeper essence of the Space Rule."
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