Awakening：The Infinite Evolution of My Talent as a Low-Level Awakener Chapter 697 True Power! Kun's Submission!

Even though Sterl was right in front of him, this Lord acted as though he hadn't noticed, quietly sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless, like a statue.

Sterl couldn't be bothered with him. Whether this Lord was a madman or simply neurotic, it didn't matter. As long as he was a living being, Sterl could plant the followers' mark on him. Once the mark was placed, the Lord would be his to command.

"Your strength is impressive. My forces happen to be lacking soone who can manage the situation. You're just barely strong enough, so I'm giving you a chance,"

Sterl said, speaking as though he were offering a favor.

Though it sounded insulting, Sterl had absolute confidence in this area. It might seem as if the Lord was becoming his follower, but what was Sterl? He was destined to reach the pinnacle. As the saying goes, "When one person attains the Dao, even the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." For anyone to align with him was undoubtedly a great stroke of luck.

Unfortunately, most beings were too ignorant to understand the significance of such an opportunity, which was why they rejected it and resisted. But in the end, they would all look back and be grateful for their decision, glad that fate had smiled upon them.

Once these words were spoken, the Lord of Hell, who had remained motionless up until now, finally moved.

He slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep purple eyes tinged with faint crimson, giving off a very sinister and eerie aura.

There was no anger, no surprise, and not even any emotion in those eyes. He simply stared at Sterl, falling into silence.

"Well? Do you have any objections to my arrangent?"

Sterl asked calmly, looking down on him from above.

"My na is Kun. I know who you are..."

The Lord, Kun, spoke slowly, his voice raspy and dull, sounding nothing like a human's voice. In that instant, Sterl thought of a creature—Dragon Clan!

The sound was identical to the voice of a Dragon Clan mber. Could Kun's true form actually be a giant dragon?

"I have only one condition," Kun continued, "and that is… defeat ."

This ti, a glimr of excitent and anticipation flashed in his otherwise dull gaze.

Sterl had seen this kind of look before. It was the look of soone purely seeking power, a true seeker of the Dao. In so ways, Kun was similar to Sterl—both were individuals who would do whatever it took for strength.

In the sa vein, if Sterl could show Kun even greater power, Kun would not hesitate to join him, constantly learning and absorbing his strength, until he surpassed Sterl and reached a new level.

Such a person is a double-edged sword. When their strength is inferior to yours, they will be absolutely loyal. However, once they surpass you, they will imdiately turn against you, even killing you to demonstrate their accomplishnts.

But… there has only ever been one person who could transcend Sterl, and that was Sterl himself. Not a single being has ever been able to transcend him, or even keep up with his pace.

So, what is there to fear?

Seeing Sterl's deanor, Kun instantly understood. He slowly rose to his feet, his gaze burning with intensity as he stared at Sterl.

In the next mont, a terrifying power suddenly erupted from Kun's body. The entire layer of Hell began to tremble slightly, and the once empty sky quickly filled with massive dark clouds.

Upon closer inspection, Sterl realized that these clouds were actually evil spirits summoned and controlled by Kun. He had the ability to command evil spirits!

Soon after, an aura of extre malevolence surged from Kun's body. It seed as though all the evil energy in the world had gathered within him. Yet, amid this aura of corruption, a sliver of spiritual light continued to shine, unwavering.

That spiritual light was Kun's soul will, a pure heart of a seeker of the Dao. If not for this indomitable will, any other Lord would have been consud and controlled by the endless malice, turning into a true madman!

The evil spirits quickly condensed around Kun, gathering with visible speed. Before long, Kun, who had originally been dressed in nothing more than thin clothing, was now wearing a suit of armor made entirely from the gathered evil spirits.

"This is the strongest power I've spent many years creating. I hope… it will be enough to kill you with a single punch!" Kun growled, his voice filled with nace.

All the evil energy within Kun gathered into a pitch-black spear. The surrounding evil spirits poured into the spear, further distorting its aura, making it even more ominous and twisted.

Next, Kun's muscles began to move as though they were alive, writhing and shifting. Sterl, a master of pure power, imdiately recognized what Kun was doing. He was channeling the power within his body—pure power. With each movent, every ounce of strength was being drawn together and funneled into his arms.

"Tsk, tsk, not bad. You've actually cultivated your body to this extent."

Kun's physical strength could be said to far surpass that of the other Lords. This pure power was enough to rival the battle form of the mother entities. Except for Sterl himself, Kun was the only being he had encountered with such an incredibly powerful physique.

Soon, Kun's power was fully concentrated. He gripped the pitch-black spear, his entire body surrounded by a surge of vitality, rising tens of ters into the air. He resembled a frenzied giant beast as he charged toward Sterl, thrusting the spear downward with all his might!

The force behind this spear combined Kun's mastery of upper-tier Laws and divine authority, all the evil energy he commanded, the power of the evil spirits, and the raw physical strength of his own body. The impact was so overwhelming that the surrounding space seed to collapse and disappear like paper, exposing the empty void.

At the sa ti, Sterl's Dinsion Perception sent out a warning. If he fought Kun in his current state, he was highly likely to sustain damage.

Sterl rely smiled faintly, unconcerned. Since Kun dared challenge him, he would make sure to leave a lasting impression.

"Very well, in that case, let show you what true power really is!"

With no hesitation, he activated the remaining Power of Star-Bone within him. In an instant, ti halted, and space froze!

A force, like a supernova explosion, suddenly expanded from Sterl's body.

In his Star-Bone Body state, his physical form was as durable as Stellar Crystal, his power equaled to a supernova explosion, and his speed matched the brilliance of starlight!

An imnse aura surged outward in all directions, like a collapsing, condensed world, emitting a suffocating aura of destruction!

In the presence of Star-Bone Body, Kun's previously formidable power suddenly seed insignificant.

But Kun said nothing. His expression remained unchanged as he continued to grip the spear tightly, charging directly toward Sterl.

Seeing this, Sterl didn't waste any words. His right hand balled into a fist, slowly bringing it down toward the pitch-black spear.

Boom!!!

The core layer of Hell trembled violently. The entire space of Hell cracked open with a vicious, jagged tear, like a shattered porcelain artifact.

Aside from that, there was no sound, no lingering shockwaves—it was as if nothing had happened at all...

The pitch-black spear in Kun's hands seed to dissipate like sand blown away by the wind, vanishing into nothingness.

At the sa ti, the Evil Spirit Armor on his body turned into foam and disintegrated.

Kun's body trembled slightly, as though all his power had been drained from him. He collapsed to one knee, gazing upward at Sterl, utterly stunned.

At this mont, Sterl still radiated an overwhelming aura. The Power of Star-Bone surrounded him, as though he had donned a brilliant cloak of Chaotic Light.

"Did you see that? This is true power.

To follow is to follow power... to follow the greatness that is destined!"

Sterl didn't even glance at Kun, knowing that the Lord had already been thoroughly overwheld by his strength. He turned his back to Kun, gazing out at the vast, endless land, slowly spreading his arms as if embracing the world.

Kun, standing behind him, rely observed quietly, a fervent emotion rising within his heart.

"Follow... power, you say?"

After a mont, Kun returned to his earlier stance, silently following behind Sterl like a close attendant or a Guardian of the Way.

Occasionally, his gaze would shift to Sterl, filled with fervor and desire, but he quickly suppressed it.

Once Kun had been fully subdued, it only took a few monts for Sterl to successfully implant the followers' mark. Clearly, the Blood of the Ancient One had a high success rate for planting followers' marks, which was also heavily influenced by the will of the being involved.

If there was no resistance, the strength of the being could be ignored entirely, and the followers' mark could be implanted directly.

With that, Sterl had gained yet another upper-tier divine authority being, and one who was also extraordinarily powerful among the upper-tier divine authorities.

Additionally, Sterl learned more about Kun's background.

Kun didn't originally belong to the native beings of Hell. He was a Wanderer from the Endless Void, a destroyer of worlds, who had been in constant pursuit of power.

Kun's talent was imnse, with a capacity for mastering various techniques almost instantaneously.

Before arriving in Hell, he had already cultivated his body to the level of a deity and had also made strides in developing his soul.

The reason he ca to Hell was that Hell had presented him with a condition—one that offered him the chance to access a different path and beco even more powerful.

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Not only that, but Hell had provided him with a green light, allowing him to freely understand various Laws and delve into the powers present within Hell.

Faced with such an enormous temptation, Kun, whose sole focus was on pursuing power, couldn't resist, and so he entered Hell, becoming a powerful card in Hell's hands!