Chapter 837: Chapter 435 “Gathering Spirit Pool” and “Light and Dark Order” (Subscription Request)_2
At this mont, although he had no cultivation thod, he was already no longer considered weak.
At least, that was the case in this world.
Of course, the strength of his body was sowhat irrelevant to Milton Cheney.
After all, the realm he retained from reality was that of a Ninth Stage Witch Immortal, which, even in this world, was extrely powerful.
Ti flowed neither too quickly nor too slowly.
Within the Gathering Spirit Pool, Milton Cheney could not sense the changes in the outside world.
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The Gathering Spirit Pool had isolated his perceptual abilities.
Of course, if he wanted to leave, he could do so at any ti.
However, as there were no accidents likely to occur here, Milton Cheney had no plans to leave just yet.
After all, the white-robed elder was protecting him from the outside.
He could safely beco stronger without worrying about safety issues.
Milton Cheney was clearly aware of the changes in his body.
The speed of ti here remained unchanged.
Milton Cheney could also clearly perceive the passage of ti, and he was well aware that he had spent several hundred years here already.
Fortunately, this amount of ti had no impact on him.
Not even the slightest.
Compared to the eons Milton Cheney had experienced before, several hundred years were truly but the blink of an eye to him.
“It seems my body is about to reach its limit in terms of enhancent,”
“In a few hundred years, the Gathering Spirit Pool will have taken my body to its ultimate limit,” Milton Cheney mused to himself after sensing the transformations in his body.
It had to be said that entering the Gathering Spirit Pool this ti was quite beneficial for him.
If he hadn’t retained the realm from reality, just the physical enhancent this ti would have given Milton Cheney considerable strength.
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Ti passed quietly, and a thousand years flew by in an instant.
In the Burning Domain, inside the Gathering Spirit Pool,
Milton Cheney’s body continued to soak within the Spirit Pool.
The white mist swirling around him had grown thicker, threatening to completely envelop his body.
Over these thousand years, Milton Cheney had remained within the Spirit Pool.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave the Gathering Spirit Pool,
but staying here was the best choice.
However, it seed that the ti for him to leave was approaching.
Although the Gathering Spirit Pool could still help him, the benefits it could offer were dwindling.
Yet, to Milton Cheney, a millennium wasn’t considered a long ti.
It could only be described as fleeting.
“The spiritual power accumulated by the Gathering Spirit Pool seems to have reached a critical point,”
“After completely absorbing the surrounding spiritual power, there should be no more help it can offer ,” Milton Cheney mused to himself.
The next instant, he made a decision.
His body moved ever so slightly.
The white mist that enveloped him began to seep into Milton Cheney’s flesh.
Milton Cheney could feel very clearly that his body was growing stronger.
This sensation was much clearer than before.
After all, his previous advancents were gradual, while the current enhancent was substantial.
The two were quite different.
This final step of enhancent could be said to be a transformation of Milton Cheney’s body.
This transformation was completely different from the cultivation of magic.
Because it wasn’t about making him incredibly powerful, it only made his physical endurance much stronger.
Once the transformation of the body started, it could not be interrupted.
Of course, Milton Cheney would not actively interrupt the transformation.
After all, the reason he had stayed in the Gathering Spirit Pool for a thousand years was specifically for this mont.
After the body completed its transformation, he could leave the Gathering Spirit Pool.
At that point, the pool would no longer be able to offer him any benefit.
Of course, how strong his body beca had no relation to whether he could awaken or not, Milton Cheney knew if he wanted to awaken, it would be simple.
If he truly was the Chosen One, then he could awaken naturally.
It’s just that he didn’t know when the awakening would happen.
At this mont, what Milton Cheney was doing was like paving the way for his future.
Here, the future worth considering was within this reincarnation simulation.
Of course, if he couldn’t awaken, then all that he was doing now would be in vain.
Ti slowly trickled by.
Milton Cheney did not actively sense the passage of ti, but ti still flowed on slowly.
Before he knew it, about less than a century had passed.
After all the changes had settled, Milton Cheney slowly opened his eyes.
The transformation of his body was complete.
Throughout the entire process, Milton Cheney did not have any particular sensations.
The most obvious feeling was that he could clearly perceive that his physical strength had improved by an unknown margin compared to before.
At least, it was much stronger than when he had just reincarnated into this world.
To say whether this was useful, naturally it was.
But just for now, the strength of his body could not bring any significant help to Milton Cheney.
After all, even if his physical strength were weaker, he still had his cultivation Realm from reality as a safety net; there was absolutely no need to worry about his safety.
If the strength of his body could extend his longevity limit, then perhaps this transformation would have been of great help to him.
But the fact was that this was impossible.
The strength of the body was just external; to extend the limit of one’s lifespan, one needed to follow a cultivation thod.
And if Milton Cheney wanted to practice a cultivation thod, he could only wait until after his Awakening.
As ti continued to drift by slowly, Milton Cheney waited in silence.
Finally, at a certain mont, Milton Cheney had a thought.
The man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of him.
“How is it, have you reached the limit?”
The man in the white robe asked.
What he referred to as the limit was actually the limit that the Gathering Spirit Pool could help one achieve.
Correct, even within the Gathering Spirit Pool, not everyone could assimilate all the spiritual power.
Hearing this, Milton Cheney nodded.
Seeing Milton Cheney nod, the old man did not say much more.
With a move of his figure, he took Milton Cheney away from there.
“I recently inquired about so information for you that you might find interesting,”
After stopping in the core area of the Burning Domain, the old man said.
Hearing this, Milton Cheney’s heart stirred.
He could not deny that he did indeed feel a touch of curiosity.
After all, he had not asked the old man to seek out any information for him; this was entirely sothing the old man wanted to tell him of his own volition.
In such a case, he might truly be interested in the information ntioned by the old man.
“What information?”
Milton Cheney asked with so curiosity, not making any effort to hide his emotion.
The way he interacted with the old man before him was still quite casual.
After all, Milton Cheney was fearless.
His Realm retained from reality was stronger than that of the old man before him.
If converted, the Realm of the man in the white robe in front of him would at most be equivalent to the realm of a freshly-minted Eighth Stage Wizard Immortal.
“Four hundred and thirty billion years ago, the Light Region saw the birth of two Chosen Ones simultaneously.”
“Both Chosen Ones successfully awakened new thods.”
“However, they did not establish tribes in this world.”
“But they did leave behind a token in the Light Region, known as the Light and Dark Order.”
“I recently ca across a theory when looking up this information; it is said that when the Light Region births a new Chosen One, after the Awakening, they will inherit that Light and Dark Order,”
The man in the white robe shared.
Hearing this, Milton Cheney slightly furrowed his brows, a hint of contemplation appearing on his face.
“Does this have anything to do with ?”
“Could it be that I am the only Chosen One born within these four hundred and thirty billion years?”
Milton Cheney pondered for a mont before speaking.
Hearing this, the man in the white robe nodded.
“What is the Light and Dark Order?”
“You can understand it as a kind of inheritance token, usually left by tribal ancestors to their descendants,”
The man in the white robe said.
Milton Cheney nodded slightly.
Was this information useful to him? It was to a certain extent.
But it was not of much help to the present him.
After all, even now, Milton Cheney could not be sure that he truly was the Chosen One.
Of course, if he were, this information would indeed be helpful to him.
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