224 Zena's Shock
[: Daniel POV :]
I never expected to encounter another cultivator like Stelia.
A cultivator who had been reincarnated from the Immortal Realm.
It was a rare intriguing developnt that piqued my interest.
What truly surprised , though, was Zena's imdiate loyalty towards .
Her sudden commitnt was unexpected, but it brought great delight.
With Zena having willingly accepted the role of my disciple, it was ti to reward her for her decision.
I confidently declared, "You won't ever regret this choice," and noticed the questioning look in her eyes, which I found rather adorable.
Without any delay, I snapped my fingers, channeling the powers from the cards to her, bestowing upon her newfound abilities.
As soon as the powers were transferred to her, Zena's body emitted a potent aura.
Her questioning look was cut short as her consciousness suddenly transported to an unfamiliar dinsion.
In this mysterious space, Zena found herself under the watchful gaze of an Entity.
Its eyes were colossal, resembling the size of hundreds of galaxies, and despite her past as an immortal, she had never felt as insignificant as she did in that mont.
"What is this...?"
Her consciousness trembled in the presence of the Entity, and the aura it exuded was unlike anything she had ever encountered.
It surpassed even the ancient beings of the Immortal Realm she had crossed paths with.
The aura emanating from the Entity seed to be on an entirely different scale, perhaps thousands, millions, or even trillions of tis more potent than any power she had ever encountered.
Zena was now confronted with a force of unimaginable magnitude.
Despite the overwhelming aura she sensed from the Entity, it was only like a gentle breeze to Zena.
She couldn't help but question, "Who...are...you?" while the imnse power surrounded her.
Despite the power's magnitude, Zena sensed no malevolence.
It felt strangely familiar yet foreign, like a part of her she had yet to uncover.
It was as if the Entity was reaching out to her, and her query was soon answered.
'The Physique... of... Astral Eye?'
The flood of information overwheld her, and she finally grasped the true identity of the Entity.
But as she absorbed this knowledge, she beca even more stunned and speechless, realizing the incredible power she had assimilated.
Before she could delve deeper into her newfound insights, she found herself in yet another realm.
This ti, it seed as if she had entered an unknown domain of spirits, filled with mysteries waiting to be discovered.
"This... is the Spirit Realm! But it's far more potent than the one I'm familiar with! Could it be on a higher plane altogether?"
Zena was utterly shocked, struggling to find words to convey her disbelief.
While she had ventured into the Spirit Realm before, the aura of this realm surpassed anything she had experienced.
The enormity of it all left her astonished and questioning.
"How can this be?"
She wondered about the kind of supre master, which is of course, who could orchestrate such an encounter.
From the enlightennt she had experienced earlier, Zena realized that the master she had chosen to serve—, in this case—could no longer be defined as an Immortal.
Instead, I was seed more akin to a god that she has now feel indebted and loyal towards to.
Suddenly, within the Spirit Realm she had entered, hundreds of spirits emanating unfathomable auras materialized before her, leaving Zena in a state of profound shock.
She was becoming more curious about the mysteries of this spirit realm.
"These! Each of these spirits could effortlessly obliterate thousands of Immortal Realms, and there are hundreds of them!"
Zena exclaid in awe as she watched the spirits continue to manifest.
Initially, there had been just a hundred, but their numbers grew exponentially, eventually reaching millions, if not billions.
This revelation left Zena with a stark realization, these spirits existed on a plane far superior to the Immortal Realm.
If she had a physical form at this mont, she would have trembled, cold sweat trickling down her face.
Suddenly, the realm itself cracked, and an even more formidable spirit erged before the countless others.
The multitude of spirits bowed in reverence, as if acknowledging their supre master.
A new level of awe and wonder filled the already mystifying Spirit Realm.
Zena found herself overwheld by the presence of the Spirit, which was trillions of tis more potent than all the billions of spirits combined.
It felt like the aning of cultivation, which she had thought she understood, now felt elusive.
Her previous life in the Immortal Realm seed like a re mockery in comparison to the vast power of these spirits.
She felt minuscule, her position lower than that of an ant before them.
But just as she was sinking into depression over this revelation, a voice resonated in her mind, revealing the na of the Spirit.
'Spiritual Root of Lightbringer.'
In an instant, a flood of information about this Spirit's na, existence, and abilities filled her mind.
Simultaneously, all the spirits, including the Lightbringer, began rging with her.
They ford a formation, and Zena imdiately felt a strong suction force at play.
The mysteries of this new realm were unfolding at a rapid pace.
It was as if there were a black hole within her soul, it began absorbing all the of spirits knowledge and power without causing her any pain or damage.
To her surprise, instead of destruction, it resulted in enhancent.
Zena felt herself evolving and growing imasurably stronger.
Describing this newfound strength as rely "stronger" would be an understatent.
Her power had reached such heights that she could easily obliterate thousands of Immortal Realms with ease.
With the enlightennt process complete, Zena underwent a profound transformation.
She now comprehended the depth of the power she had received and understood its origin, which was none other than .
Her loyalty towards surged trendously as a result of this extraordinary experience.
The journey was far from over as Zena found herself teleported into an unknown realm.
This ti, she was t by an entity that bore an identical appearance and size to her, but with one striking difference.
The entity was draped in the fabric of the universe itself.
It was as if she had encountered the very embodint of the cosmos, using her own likeness as its visage.
The entity's form was adorned with galaxies and stars.
And Zena could sense that it wielded power equivalent to that of the Spirit to which the billions of spirits had bowed.
Gone were the days of surprise, for Zena had co to understand that I, her master, was a being beyond her comprehension.
She no longer questioned the strangeness of her experiences as she boldly inquired,
"Who are you...?"
In response, the entity representing the universe drew closer to her.
Eventually, it touched her forehead, and Zena was enlightened once again as a deluge of information stread into her consciousness.
"The Bloodline... of Origin."
Zena was utterly astounded by the information she had received.
It was a bloodline she had never even heard of, yet she couldn't help but feel her heart race with both excitent and trepidation at the imnse power it held.
Following that revelation, she acquired mastery and knowledge of the Cultivation Manual and Technique.
Eventually, as her consciousness returned to her body, she opened her eyes and gazed Her every cell tingled with an incomprehensible, godly power.
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Her appearance had transford as well, most notably her hair, which was now at .
There was only one word that escaped her lips, but it carried a depth of emotion that words alone couldn't capture.
"Master..."
Though a single word, it conveyed a profound blend of gratitude, admiration, and an indescribable sense of worship.
Zena's excitent was palpable, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
Her mind raced with countless thoughts, but her emotions had already surpassed the limits of re words.
"Master..."
Once again, she called out to , her voice filled with reverence and gratitude.
I watched her silently, fully aware of the profound impact this mont held for her.
Tears welled up in her eyes, tracing a path down her cheeks.
The sensation was overwhelming, an intoxicating elation that left her feeling light-headed and giddy.
Standing there, Zena seed to radiate an otherworldly glow, her body pulsating with an almost ethereal strength.
Her every cell tingled with an incomprehensible, godly power.
Her appearance had transford as well, most notably her hair, which was now adorned with the very essence of the universe itself.
It shimred with the light of distant stars and the beauty of countless galaxies, a proor to the awe-inspiring power she now possessed.
"How do you feel?"
I asked with warmth in my eyes, concerned about her well-being.
Zena, overwheld by her experiences, couldn't find the words to respond.
Her emotions were caught in her throat, rendering her montarily speechless.
Her body weakened, and I quickly caught her, supporting her weight.
She clung to , her arms wrapped around my neck, as tears flowed freely.
In that vulnerable mont, she poured out her heart, sharing her story and venting her anger and frustration.
I listened attentively, providing her with the comfort and solace she needed during this emotional release.
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