Rod frowned and said, "This seems quite similar to our cultivation process."
The Fire Holders of the Spirit Fire Series, their cultivation process is to constantly elevate the level of their characteristics, and after reaching the limit, to accomplish quantification.
It sounded no different from the stars.
The Book of Knowledge answered, "The process of human ascension is extrely difficult, with quantification being a chasm. You can only confront the Sea of Source with powerful souls, a dangerous and arduous process. Those who can complete it are a tiny minority of a tiny minority. Blood, sweat, innate talent, luck, soul, and resources are all indispensable, while the dream realm can use corresponding source materials to complete the ultimate ascension."
Rod finally understood that the key difference lay in the use of "source materials."
With "source materials," the "quantification" of the stars could be so smooth.
Of course, whether or not the stars were the sa as humans’ "characteristics," Rod was unclear. Based on the process of igniting the stars, perhaps there were deeper secrets hidden within.
Rod didn’t ponder further. With a thought, he injected three great souls into the "Star Shuttle."
The glow of the star surged brightly, the starlight burned intensely, and the feeling of powerful force was overwhelming. Rod clearly felt a scorching sensation in his soul, as if red-hot needles were piercing into it.
A torrent of intense heat swept through his soul, as though he had fallen into a furnace.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed before he finally cald down, and the stars in the night sky had returned to their original state.
Their light was so clear, it almost illuminated half of the night sky.
"Star Shuttle"
"State: Constant Burning"
"Star Energy: Strong Star Light Dust"
"Inject: None"
"Fire: None"
"Quantification: Star’s Heart"
"Position: Eternal Fire"
"Strength: 100000"
"Description: Only the longing proves one is alive."
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When Rod saw that number, he couldn’t stop the smile on his face.
100,000 in strength!
All the souls I consud were worth it!
Rod turned his gaze to the numbers on the Obelisk, which had now beco:
Soul Strength: 302200
Soul Stars: 7
Humanity: 18.99 million
Divinity: 59
Soul Without Spirit: 109
Storage: 36 Flowers of Humanity, 5112 Spiritualities, various items (omitted).
Crystal Wall: None.
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Good!
Now, my Spiritual Power Strength definitely exceeds the Ninth Level.
Ninth Level Spiritual Power also ans Third Level Combatant.
I’m about to beco an official mber of the Hall.
Rod was very happy. Being promoted from the reserve ant a higher priority in the combat sequence, and he wouldn’t have to wait as long in the Hall as before.
What made him even happier was that the star’s Star Energy had also beco stronger.
"Strong Star Light Dust": All ten fingers can condense star lines.
This was simply an upgrade across levels!
Before, Rod could only use one finger to condense star lines, forming creations like the Star Shuttle, Star Light Long Sword, Star Light Shield, and other star dust constructs.
Now, all ten of his fingers could release star lines, wasn’t his efficiency increased by tenfold?
Ten Star Shuttles released at once, wouldn’t their power increase tenfold?
Too strong!
Rod didn’t feel at all that those 10 points of Divinity were lost.
But looking at the remaining 59 points of Divinity, a sense of urgency once again weighed on him.
Whether it was to create the Resurrection Stones or Soul Firewood, Divinity was needed.
The Spirit Realm Strike also required Divinity.
The importance and scarcity of Divinity were beyond question.
In the next mont of Star Flash, he must obtain enough Divinity!
Rod clenched his fists and looked toward the Book of Knowledge.
The latter had the sa idea and wrote, "Master, you must lift humanity as much as possible, and every bit of your rit will beco our divinity."
Chills ran down Rod’s spine as he realized in a flash that the dream realm had a profound connection with humanity.
But he wisely said nothing.
Such a grand dream realm seed to be deeply feared by so even more bizarre existence, and it was not suitable to expose their presence before the dream realm fully recovered, before he truly beca powerful.
Once his mind was made up, Rod didn’t hesitate for another mont and asked, "Book, what do we do next?"
The Book of Knowledge wrote, "I will look for an appropriate mont to leave the City of Chaos to go to where the remnants of the flesh-rejuvenating Ancient Gods gather. In the process, we will also try to hunt specific Spirit Realm Monsters to aid in cleansing the world’s pollution."
"Good!"
At the thought, Rod imdiately returned to the Material World.
At this mont, the courier he had just killed had only just burned to ashes, and Rod picked up the cremated remains, calling over a logistician and briefly explained the situation to him.
Upon hearing that there were still Doomsday believers inside the tower, the color drained from the logistician’s face, and he scurried back to report.
Almost imdiately, two Commanders arrived at the scene.
After questioning Rod in detail and examining the ashes, they both wore extrely grim expressions.
At a ti like this, there were still traitors within the tower.
This was unacceptable, and they imdiately conducted a storm-like search throughout the tower, actually uncovering several suspicious individuals.
"This should also count as a rit," Rod thought. "It should be worth so divinity."
First Commander Herman glanced at him, his tone slightly puzzled, "I find that there always seem to be more Doomsday believers around you."
Lannis adjusted his glasses and analyzed calmly, "That is quite normal. Rod has a deep hatred for the Doomsday believers and has keen observation skills. He is always able to find the hidden Doomsday believers, making it seem like there are more ghosts around him."
Herman reluctantly accepted the explanation, but as he turned to continue his work, a shocking piece of news ca in.
The Spirit Realm invasion had halted for unknown reasons, and the Insect Queen’s advancent had failed.
Herman was stunned, and in his twenty years of life as a First Commander, he had never seen anything like it. In his experience, once a Spirit Realm invasion reached this level, it was impossible to fail.
Why?
No one had a clear answer. The White Tower was urgently searching for the cause, but for the mont, nothing was known.
Strategic changes were forced to happen once more.
If the Insect Queen didn’t advance, it ant there was no way to find it.
Herman had no choice but to deploy Hall Warriors again to enter the central area to hunt the Big King Ant and search for the trace of the Insect Queen.
The Hall Warriors cheered with delight, but the Commanders were extrely cautious, believing that Spirit Realm Monsters might be hiding in the crevices of space and could suddenly enter the Material World, posing a threat to these young warriors.
Only Rod felt that sothing was not right.
Was this a coincidence?
Was the Spirit Realm Monster I just killed related to it?
Rod tentatively inquired about the na of the invading Spirit Realm Monster.
Herman answered impatiently, "Don’t aim too high, with your current strength, you would need another twenty years of training to kill it."
"I just want to know what it’s called?"
"Chaotic Monster."
Pfft!
So it really was you.
No wonder that star point twinkled so brilliantly, it turned out you were crossing the space barrier.
After the shock, Rod was filled with ecstasy!
Didn’t I just do a great service without even realizing it? That’s got to be worth so divinity, right?
Ha ha ha.
These 10 points of divinity aren’t a loss at all.
It’s a huge gain!
Herman, utterly confused by Rod’s laughter in front of him, frowned and said, "What are you doing? Don’t get too excited so soon, the Spirit Realm Monster might not be dead, and because of this potential threat, we might not let you re-enter the central area. I think letting Alan handle this is the best choice."
A shock went through Rod’s heart, how could this be?
If this top-notch macho man ca onto the scene and killed all the monsters, where would his share of the rit be?
He imdiately said, "Your Excellency Commander, please don’t worry, that monster is definitely dead. Let us go boldly, and leave the Insect Queen to ."
Herman looked at him with furrowed brows, his gaze filled with doubt and a hint of wariness.
"How do you know?"
Rod pointed to his head, tossing out the answer he’d already prepared.
"Intuition!"
Herman’s frown deepened.
"The intuition of a nincompoop?"
"Yep!"
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