Chapter 136: Entering the tower
Alex did not ask any further questions and simply followed rlin in silence. His steps were steady, but his mind was far from calm. The mory he had just witnessed continued to replay within his thoughts with an unsettling clarity, as if it had etched itself into his consciousness with deliberate force.
"The Chaos Clan..." he thought inwardly, his expression remaining outwardly composed while his mind churned with suspicion and restrained anger. "What kind of existence are you truly? You are not the devils I encountered earlier, nor do you resemble any race or entity I have ever studied or heard about. There is sothing fundantally different about you."
His gaze hardened slightly as the mory of Anna surfaced in his mind.
"If you are responsible for the downfall of the Angel Clan, and if you are the ones who took Anna, then there is already a blood feud between us. That much is certain."
A quiet but resolute intent ford within him.
"I only hope that you have not hard her. If you have... then regardless of whether you still exist by the ti I reach your level, I will hunt down every trace of your existence until nothing remains."
His thoughts gradually settled, though the determination within them did not fade.
By the ti he regained full awareness of his surroundings, he realized that he and rlin had already arrived in front of the main castle. This was the very place he had seen before from a distance, yet he had never stepped inside it until now. The structure stood with an imposing grandeur, radiating an ancient authority that seed to transcend ordinary perception.
rlin did not pause. He stepped forward and entered.
Alex followed closely behind.
The mont his foot crossed the threshold—
Boom.
An overwhelming pressure descended upon him without warning.
It was not a targeted attack, nor was it an intentional display of force. Instead, it felt like the residual presence of countless powerful beings, compressed into the very air itself. Even though those inside were clearly restraining themselves, the re remnants of their existence were enough to create a suffocating weight.
Alex’s body stiffened instinctively as the pressure bore down on him from all directions. His breathing grew heavier, and for a brief mont, it felt as though his entire being was being judged by sothing vast and incomprehensible.
Before the pressure could escalate further, rlin raised his hand casually.
A faint barrier ford around Alex, isolating him from the crushing force.
The relief was imdiate.
Alex exhaled slowly, regaining his composure as the suffocating sensation vanished.
"Sage rlin," he said, his voice steady but carrying a trace of curiosity, "what kind of pressure was that?"
rlin rely smiled, offering no direct explanation.
"You will understand soon enough."
With that, he continued forward.
They approached a massive gate that stood at the entrance of the main hall. Without hesitation, rlin pushed it open.
The sight that greeted Alex caused his expression to tighten ever so slightly.
Inside the hall, rows of majestic seats extended along both sides, each occupied by an individual whose presence alone suggested imasurable power. These were not ordinary beings. Each one radiated an aura that felt vast enough to encompass entire worlds.
At the far end of the hall, seated upon an elevated throne, was Alexander.
rlin and Alex proceeded forward along the red carpet, their footsteps echoing faintly in the grand chamber. The attention of every individual in the hall shifted toward Alex. Their gazes were not hostile, but they carried a depth of scrutiny that made it clear they were evaluating him.
Alex swallowed quietly.
Each of them was, without exception, a multiversal existence.
When they reached the front, rlin knelt respectfully.
"Your Majesty, I have brought Alex."
Alex followed suit without hesitation.
"Greetings, Master."
Alexander nodded in acknowledgnt, his gaze settling on Alex with a asured calm.
"Have you comprehended the first layer of the technique I gave you?" he asked.
"Yes, Master," Alex replied. "I have successfully understood it. I am grateful for such a profound technique. However..." He hesitated slightly before continuing. "I believe my progress is still sowhat slow. There should be other geniuses who have achieved this faster than I did, correct?"
For a brief mont, Alexander’s expression stiffened.
A faint redness appeared on his face.
Internally, he felt a surge of irritation.
This disciple had already surpassed expectations in a way that defied established norms, yet he was speaking as if his achievent were rely average.
"Yes," Alexander said, forcing a composed tone while allowing a hint of mockery to slip through. "There are indeed such individuals. In fact, you are only the seventh fastest genius in recorded history."
He intended to temper Alex’s confidence.
However, the result was not what he expected.
Alex’s expression turned serious.
"So there are others..." he thought, a spark of interest igniting in his eyes. "If they possess such talent, then they must have abilities worth acquiring."
"Master," Alex said aloud, his eyes gleaming faintly, "could you introduce
to them?"
Alexander’s mouth twitched slightly.
He had not anticipated this reaction.
Where exactly was he supposed to find such individuals now?
"Cough," he cleared his throat lightly. "When the ti is appropriate, I will arrange for you to et them. For now, let us focus on the matter at hand."
He shifted his tone to sothing more formal.
"After observing your talent, the ancestors have agreed to grant you access to the tower. However, there is a condition. You must undergo rigorous training under their guidance."
Alex’s eyes brightened imdiately.
"I accept, Master," he replied without hesitation.
At that mont, Aurora’s voice sounded from the side.
"You did not even ask about the details. How can you agree so carelessly?"
Alex did not respond to her.
His focus remained entirely on Alexander.
"Master, please take
to the tower."
Alexander studied him briefly before nodding.
He rose from his throne and waved his hand.
A portal materialized in front of them, its surface shimring with spatial distortion.
"Follow ," he said, stepping through it.
Alex followed without delay.
When they erged, they found themselves standing before a massive gate. There was no visible tower in sight, only the imposing structure before them.
"Master," Alex asked, "what is the ti flow inside the tower compared to the outside?"
"Approximately one hundred tis faster," Alexander replied.
Alex’s eyes lit up.
With such a difference, years of progress could be compressed into re months.
Without further delay, Alexander knelt before the gate.
"Ancestors, I have brought the boy," he said respectfully.
Alex followed his example.
Monts later, the gate slowly opened.
A figure erged from within.
[Na: Avatar of Igris Silvera
Talent: Fla God (Genesis)
Rank: Multiversal (100 universes)
Note: Once a supre entity creates more than ten inner universes, they can no longer remain within a standard multiversal world. They must either ascend or reside in specialized realms such as this tower.]
"Father," Alexander said, "please take care of him. He has agreed to all terms."
Igris nodded calmly.
"Enter," he said.
"It is an honor to et you, Grandmaster," Alex said respectfully.
Igris acknowledged him with a slight nod.
Alex stepped inside.
Behind him, Igris dismissed Alexander with a simple gesture.
"You may leave."
The gate closed.
Alex looked around, but he did not imdiately perceive any difference in ti flow.
"System," he asked internally, "will my breakthroughs follow the ti inside this place or the outside world?"
[Ding! Host’s breakthroughs will correspond to the internal ti of this realm until you reach the multiversal level.]
A faint smile appeared on Alex’s face.
This would accelerate his growth significantly.
"You appear unusually composed," Igris remarked as he began walking. "Most would feel pressure in the presence of soone stronger than their master."
"I am simply eager to learn," Alex replied calmly. "The opportunity to be guided by the ancestors is sothing I value."
"I see," Igris said. "I hope your resolve is sufficient. For the next five years, I will personally oversee your training."
"What kind of training will it be?" Alex asked.
Igris did not answer.
They continued walking through a narrow corridor. Alex assud they were heading toward a training chamber of so kind. However, when they passed through another gate, his eyes widened.
Beyond it was not a room.
It was an entire world.
There was soil beneath his feet, a sky stretching overhead, and a sun casting light across a vast landscape. The environnt felt complete and self-contained, as though it were an independent realm.
"This is the floor where I reside," Igris explained. "If you can endure five years of training here, you will earn the right to ascend to the next floor. My father resides there."
A subtle chill ran through Alex.
Sothing about Igris’s tone suggested that the training would not be ordinary.
Without warning, Igris snapped his fingers.
The environnt transford instantly.
The peaceful landscape vanished, replaced by a harsh terrain of molten rock and erupting heat. Rivers of lava flowed between jagged mountains that exuded intense thermal energy.
At the sa ti, Alex felt a sudden suppression within his body.
All of his energy... was sealed.
"For the first month," Igris said, his expression carrying a faint, almost ominous amusent, "you will train your body in this environnt. You may cultivate as usual, but you will not perceive or utilize any energy."
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