Kent stood 7’4" tall, his body covered in golden draconic scales. Every single scale was engraved with millions of tiny runes, each one brimming with unimaginable power.
If before he looked like nothing more than a dragon-man blessed with an incredible physique and overwhelming strength, then now he appeared both elegant and terrifying, carrying a presence that would, without a shred of doubt, make even Supremes and some Celestials tremble.
He had not grown larger or more muscular, yet his scales now radiated an overwhelming aura of immense power and unfathomable mystery.
"This power..." Kent muttered as he slowly reached forward with a single finger. With an almost casual motion, he gently tapped the air before him, as though he were touching an invisible wall.
However, that simple tap shattered the space before him. It was as though a devastating warhammer had struck reality itself, sending countless spiderweb-like cracks racing through the surrounding space.
"This..." His eyes widened.
Inside the hall, the seven tribe leaders and Fiannarel also raised their brows.
It had to be noted that although the Nine Demon Body Tempering Art was one of the greatest body-tempering techniques in the entire Chaos Chasm, Kent was still merely an Immortal Monarch.
Yet the power he had displayed was so terrifying that even True Supremes would struggle to replicate it.
In fact, only thirty percent of his strength had gone into shattering space and exposing the void. What, then, would happen if he unleashed more... or even all of his power?
"Should I continue cultivating the Third Demon Body, or should I switch back to raising my cultivation since I have more than enough Blood Essence?" Kent thought, weighing his options.
’Tower, how long has it been since I started cultivating?’
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’So I still have thirty-seven years to go.’
With a clear timeline in mind, he finalized his next course of action.
"I’ll raise my cultivation to the Demigod stage, awaken the Third Blood Gate, form the next set of cores, and then return to cultivating the Third Demon Body."
Kent sat down, took out thousands of Blood Essences, and began absorbing them. Before long, his cultivation advanced from Immortal Monarch to Immortal Lord.
"I don’t know what kind of constitution this kid possesses, but I think his potential surpasses even that of most of us," Tribe Leader Veylan Seren said as he watched Kent’s cultivation rise at an astonishing pace.
Parand nodded before saying, "Perhaps he really is connected to the Chaos Ascension King. His potential closely matches what was recorded in the ancient records.
This kid possesses monstrous talent, and considering he hasn’t even bee a god yet but can already contend with Supremes, perhaps we should place our bets on him."
Jyoti Lata smiled and immediately supported Parand.
"I think so too. In fact, my theory about the Trial’s true nature may prove correct if we all work together to help him to pass.
"If he turns out not to be the one destined to free us, then we will still gain an ally who may one day transcend the realm of a Universe God and seek out the Chaos Ascension King himself.
"However, if he succeeds in passing the trials, then we will not only gain our freedom but also an ally whose interests will forever align with ours.
"It all depends on whether we are willing to place our collective trust in him. One thing I know for certain is that he is eager to return home, and because of that, he is willing to devote everything necessary to make it happen."
The six tribe leaders all took deep breaths, their gazes fixed on Kent. Each of them had something unique to offer, and unless they accepted Jyoti Lata’s proposal, Kent would never be able to benefit from those opportunities.
After thinking for a while, Namarie spoke.
"At this point, we can only consider whether or not he has the potential to learn all seven techniques. While he has already proven himself to me, that doesn’t necessarily mean he has the potential to master the rest of our techniques.
"So, we have to consider that first before making a decision."
"He can do it," Fiannarel said confidently. "Call it a gut feeling, but I believe he can."
The seven tribe leaders looked at her for a few moments before letting out another deep sigh.
Namarie was the first to speak again.
"Well, it isn’t as though we have anything to lose by giving him our techniques. Besides, as Jyoti Lata said, we lose nothing yet have everything to gain if he passes the trial. Therefore, my Eternal Root Chaos Tribe will contribute the [World Root Chaos Scripture] to this cause."
"The Red Bone Chaos Tribe will also contribute the [Red Bone Chaos Devouring Art]," Jyoti Lata added.
"I suppose the Storm Wing Chaos Tribe will contribute the [Heaven Splitting Chaos Wings] as well," Parand said, and one after another, the remaining tribe leaders voiced their agreement.
They all believed that, regardless of the oute, the decision would ultimately benefit them. Thus, they chose to entrust Kent with their most precious inheritances, the Universe grade techniques left behind by the Chaos Ascension King.
Meanwhile, weeks quickly passed.
Kent, who had been cultivating without pause, steadily raised his cultivation from the Immortal Lord stage all the way to the Peak Immortal Lord realm.
He was only a few Blood Essences away from breaking through to the Demigod realm.
However, before doing so, he decided to address another aspect of his cultivation.
After advancing from Immortal Monarch to Immortal Lord, he had awakened so many Blood Runes that he knew it was time to cultivate the Third Form of the Bone Tempering Art.
So he studied the technique to understand everything.
After prehending it, he realized that, unlike before, he could now advance to the Demigod realm and awaken the Third Blood Gate without first forming another Blood Tattoo.
Since that was the case, he no longer hesitated.
His cultivation erupted.
Soon, an overwhelming aura of divinity began radiating from his body.
A few hours later, a series of notifications appeared before him, and all seven tribe leaders, along with every member of the Red Bone Chaos Tribe, immediately sensed the transformation.
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Kent waved his hand.
In an instant, countless Blood Essences appeared before him. Like a starving lion devouring its prey, he began absorbing them to temper his blood.
When he had formed his first Chaos Heart, he had tempered his blood to the Monarch rank. Every one of his Blood Runes had since turned a brilliant golden color, signifying their Monarch status.
However, the moment Blood Tempering began once more, those golden runes slowly started changing.
Ten days later...
A terrifying wave of power erupted from Kent’s body, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
The seven tribe leaders and Fiannarel instantly rose to their feet, every instinct in their bodies screaming for them to bow before the overwhelming presence pouring from Kent.
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Kent stared at the message hovering before him in disbelief.
This was something he had never expected to achieve so early.
For ordinary beasts, evolving their bloodline from the Monarch rank to the Overlord rank often required millions of years of accumulation.
Yet today...
Kent Madson, the Primordial Chaos Dragon, had ascended into the rank of an Overlord.
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