This statent is very true, reigniting flas in the hearts of many, who vow to complete Quantification as quickly as possible and beco the Commander.
At this mont, the True King Ceremony burst forth with extrely strong light, and terrifying shock waves emanated one after the other.
Everyone’s expression changed, finding it hard to imagine what it felt like for those standing among them—the Commander and the Monarch.
In the True King Ceremony, Rod indeed felt an incomparable pressure, as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing on him, and it was doubling every mont.
This imnse pressure nearly crushed him, but thinking of the five Monarchs standing by his side, he gritted his teeth.
The Book of Knowledge also scread in his mind: "Master, hold on, Divinity, think of Divinity!"
This statent was indeed very useful, making Rod feel energized in an instant, feeling less pain, and the pressure wasn’t as overwhelming.
anwhile, he had already prepared Colorful Dreams in his palm, ready to crush it if the King’s ascension was to falter.
On the other side, Bossivale had also made full preparations, and the ascension had reached the final concern.
The Primordial Spirit Power, under the True King Ceremony, transford into dozens of massive reefs, standing in the depths of the Sea of Source.
Their real function was to divide the combined force of the Sea of Source from higher levels, avoiding the amalgamation of that trendous power, and to extend assistance to the Strong Source below.
Of course, given the King’s depth of Spiritual Energy, he didn’t need such assistance, as long as he fully obstructed the pressure from aggregating in the Sea of Source, the King could complete the ascension.
Under Bossivale’s exquisite manipulation, everything proceeded extrely smoothly, the King’s Strong Source elevated step by step and was about to cross that final step to complete the ultimate sublimation.
Just then, a shadow drifted from afar, making the serene and mysterious Sea of Source suddenly beco agitated, dangerous, terrifying, with a breath of decay and pollution rushing forth.
Bossivale shouted: "Pollution, it is pollution! The Ancient Evil Thought has indeed co!"
A twisted human face erged from the shadow, and the grim voice echoed in the ears of all the Monarchs.
"Haha, foolish humans, your ascension is bound to fail, no one is allowed to touch the Root Origin’s power."
Horus sneered: "Ark, did you think we weren’t prepared?"
Boom!
The power of Bright Light unfolded within the Sea of Source, countless dazzling lights instantly sliced the shadow into fragnts.
"Is this Bright Light? Able to illuminate the Sea of Source, you, you have actually beco a Monarch?"
The shadow shouted incredulously.
"A Monarch of Bright Light, this is impossible!"
Horus sneered: "Impossible things are many, die."
The radiance expanded, completely lting the shadow.
But in the next second, the shadow reappeared in the "water flow," transforming into nurous vortices flowing into the distance.
Bossivale urgently shouted: "Block them, don’t let them approach the King’s position!"
All of Horus’s body burst forth with endless light, the Strong Source of Bright Light operated crazily, illuminating the Sea of Source completely.
The vortex of the shadow was instantly evaporated, the characteristic of "Bright Light" being precision and strong purification ability, and after years of training, Horus had mastered it flawlessly, under his gaze, no shadow could approach the King.
Bossivale breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately, Horus completed his ascension, allowing the power of Bright Light to project into the Sea of Source, otherwise everything would have been disastrous.
The evil thought could actually control the pollution within the Sea of Source to a limited extent, sothing he never expected, originally thinking the evil thought would cause destruction on a physical level, he strengthened defenses in all aspects, but the evil thought still surprised him.
But the next second, Bossivale widened his eyes as he noticed a change in the Sea of Source’s "water flow," disturbed by so strange force, they converged under the King’s Strong Source to form a special "vortex".
"This is a reverse drag force!"
Bossivale precisely identified it.
"The Ancient Evil Thought can influence the Quantization’s source."
Rod urgently asked: "What’s wrong? Does it have an impact? Has the probability decreased?"
"It ford a reverse drag force, although the Ancient Evil Thought can only influence the Quantization’s source in this limited way, it’s very bad for us, like hanging two iron weights on the King’s feet, affecting his ascension."
Rod was both surprised and delighted: "So has the King’s probability of ascension decreased?"
Bossivale did not respond because he saw that the King’s speed not only didn’t slow down, but even accelerated, and the vortex below was instead pulled apart by him.
The "water flow" in the Sea of Source returned to normal.
Astonished voices from Ark ca from the distant shadows.
"What? This is impossible! Why is this happening?"
More "water" surged in, forming a larger vortex, but still did not cause the King any impedint, he pushed towards the depths against enormous resistance, and the counter-force once again pulled the vortex apart.
"This, how can this be?"
Ark shouted.
"My ticulously crafted plan, how could it not cause any disturbance, how could it not make you pay a price? I don’t believe it!"
This ti, water flows surged from all directions, forming a much larger vortex, and around it a transparent layer of water circled to protect the vortex from being easily destroyed.
But the King still showed no hint of delay, and the vortex was not torn apart, it hung just like that behind the King, ascending swiftly with him.
Ark was utterly insane: "No, it’s impossible, this cannot be!"
Whoosh!
A long beam of light pierced through the location of the voice source, dispersing a huge shadow, Ark’s voice stopped abruptly.
The vortex then dispersed, while the King, focused on Source Ascension, hadn’t even noticed its existence.
He had never been so smooth, all barriers turned non-existent, the speed of ascension accelerated further and further, the human torrent propelling him, the Primordial Spirit Power aiding him, the True King Ceremony and six Monarchs easing the pressure for him, what reason is there not to succeed?
Finally, the King felt an illumination, as if he traversed through mist upon mist and entered the cloud sea, in one instant, all resistance vanished, as the Strong Source in the soul, with undeniable force, advanced into the top tier of the Sea of Source.
As it progressed, the Strong Source completed Ascension, promoted to Root Origin, while a portion of Root Origin was forced to downgrade, returning to the ranks of Strong Source.
The King felt unprecedented power erupting in his soul, the world’s highest legal authority was held in his hand, his Spiritual Energy was transforming independently, strong primordial spirit power being born in his soul.
His soul also completed a thorough tamorphosis during this process, a fla rekindled at the core of his soul, and a portion of his field began to materialize.
Golden flas illuminated his soul, surrounded by golden gleam, the materialized field ford a special space, compressed within his soul.
This space was connected to his mind, he felt he could manipulate everything within this space, just like the legendary God of Creation.
Suddenly, the King understood, he had ignited the Divine Fire, creating the Divine Country.
Indisputably strong Spiritual Energy surged to his limbs and bones, at this mont, he had beco God, the human God.
He had a special title—True King.
Trolian’s first true Monarch was thus born.
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