The energy of the Three-Headed Snake surged into Cain’s body the instant he stepped into its domain. It wasn’t a slow seep, but a torrent—an overwhelming tide that poured through his ridians, his Sacred Organs, and his Soul Dinsion all at once. The sensation was alien yet oddly harmonious, like three great rivers eting at a single confluence.
It took less than five seconds for Cain to notice the change. The power of the three colossal trees began nding the damage he had sustained from burning his very essence through the Samsara Seal.
The seal had kept his condition stable during battle, preventing the self-inflicted wounds from hindering his combat power, but the harm had still been there—woven deep into flesh, soul, and will. Ordinarily, such injuries would have taken years of careful recuperation and vast resources to heal. Yet here, under the influence of the Three-Headed Snake’s vitality, the impossible beca routine. In less than fifteen hours, Cain’s body, soul, and mind returned to their absolute peak.
"Amazing..." Cain could not help but shout. Awe and exhilaration coursed through him like lightning. The sheer potency of this place was unlike anything he had encountered in the Everstrian Empyrean World.
"The First Era truly was sothing else," he thought, his mind drifting for a mont. "If even one cultivation site of that forgotten age could achieve this level of miraculous restoration, what other wonders lay hidden across the Everstrian Empyrean World?"
After a second, the Scarlet King shook his head, banishing the thought. Every minute here cost him precious credits; idle curiosity could wait. Right now, this was the perfect place to push his limits. The energy flooding his body was vast, pure, and exceptionally nourishing—perfect for nurturing his three Sacred Organs and driving them closer to evolution.
The path forward was already mapped out in his mind.
"For the Ego Eternal Path of Power, there’s not much left to do," he mused. "My Alter-Ego and willpower have already transcended—Resurrection proved that. The only thing remaining is to nourish and refine it. The Scarlet Throne already grants Archdeity-tier psychic power and spirit force, but the energy flowing here... this is another level entirely. I have to take full advantage of it."
Without hesitation, Cain split a fragnt of his consciousness, seizing a portion of the psychic and spiritual energy swirling around him. He directed it into the depths of his Soul Dinsion, where the Primarch of Conquest Leviathan devoured it greedily, coils tightening around his spiritual core.
That settled, he turned to the Astral Rebirth Path of Power. Although he had obtained Archdeity-rank techniques for this path from the mories he’d seized from the World Breaker, the Shooting Star Dragon Cultivation Technique remained the most compatible with his nature. It harmonized perfectly with his Astral Supremacy Star, and so he followed its guidance.
At the Prima Deity Rank, the Astral Rebirth Path has two primary stages: Nova Rise and Nova Rebirth. Both were crucial, but Nova Rise was notorious among cultivators as the more arduous and ti-consuming.
"Nova Rise is about evolving the Astral Supremacy Star itself—enhancing its quality and power. It’s the universe’s way of balancing the scales. Even when a cultivator seals cosmic power inside themselves, that power grows quietly, waiting to be released."
A faint smile tugged at Cain’s lips. In this, he was fortunate beyond asure. Unlike other Prima Deities, he didn’t need to spend ti or effort on Nova Rise. His Astral Supremacy Star was already at its absolute peak—flawless, without the possibility of further evolution. That left only the second stage: Nova Rebirth.
"For Nova Rebirth, I must infuse every atom of my body with the power of my Rank 12 Depravita Astral Supremacy Star, reshaping my flesh into cosmic force incarnate. Only then will my vessel endure the evolution of my Rebirth Heart."
With the process clear in his mind, Cain began circulating astral essence and vitality toward his Rebirth Heart. His consciousness reached deep into the Entropy Supernova Astral Supremacy Star. At his call, its unfathomable power spilled outward, flowing like molten starlight into every organ, every cell, every fragnt of his being. His existence strained under the transformation, yet the Three-Headed Snake’s vitality reinforced him, urging him ever forward.
Finally, his mind turned to the last of his Sacred Organs—the one containing his Inner Universe.
"The growth of the Inner Universe is straightforward," he thought. "I need to evolve the matrix that sustains it through the compression and refinent of the Laws, then expand it. My mastery of the Abyssal Singularity Scripture has already given exceptional comprehension of the Laws. Now, I must focus on stable, balanced cosmic growth."
The final fragnt of his mind sank into the boundless expanse within him. There, he began nurturing the Law-woven matrix at the universe’s core, compressing it until it thrumd with condensed potential. Simultaneously, he expanded its boundaries, allowing new galaxies of refined matter and energy to take shape within. Stars ignited in miniature suns, while rivers of spatial essence wove themselves between newborn worlds.
Ti lost its usual aning. Hours beca days; days beca weeks. Progress ca at a breathtaking pace. What would have taken decades in the outside world unfolded here in less than a month. The Three-Headed Snake’s energy was inexhaustible, and Cain absorbed it without restraint.
Finally, on the thirty-first day, he opened his eyes. Power erupted from him in a silent explosion, coursing through his body and radiating into the air. The ground trembled faintly beneath him as if the realm itself acknowledged his breakthrough.
Lowering his gaze inward, he focused on his Evolution Core. A broad smile spread across his face—his Inner Universe had undergone a qualitative leap, rising to the Middle Prima Deity Rank!
Thrill and exhilaration surged in his chest. His dominion over gravity, space, and ti had expanded exponentially, vastly increasing the destructive force he could unleash. The weight of planets, the bending of light, the stretching of monts—all were now tools he could wield with greater precision and devastating effect.
Turning his attention to the Rebirth Heart and Soul Dinsion, Cain found his excitent undiminished. Neither had advanced to their next stage, but their growth over the past month was imnse. The Rebirth Heart pulsed more strongly, each beat resonating with the rhythm of distant stars. His Soul Dinsion’s psychic tides were deeper, darker, and more potent.
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