The three trials left by the Predecessor Civilization Alliance correspond to the legacies of three civilizations and also to three aspects of combat.
The Furnace Man Trial ensures Richard’s foundation, preventing him from being troubled by a lack of insight during battle. The Titan Trial ensures Richard’s combat power, allowing him to flexibly apply the knowledge he learned from the Furnace Man legacy.
As for the final Supre Trial, it is ant to supplent Richard’s will and spiritual power.
Willpower may sound mysterious, but it is quantifiable.
The Supre has divided willpower into four levels: Coward, Ordinary, Elite, and Hero. To complete this trial, Richard must reach the Hero level.
Standing before the Dinsional Incarnation, Richard felt his fighting spirit surge.
He was confident that his willpower was reasonable and his convictions were strong. Although he didn’t expect to pass the Supre Trial in one go, he believed that with multiple attempts, he would succeed.
"Are you ready?" the Dinsional Incarnation asked, "The Supre Trial is actually the most difficult of the three trials because the division into four levels isn’t purely nurical; it includes levels divided by percentage.
That ans, regardless of the level that your pain tolerance threshold has reached, to beco a Hero, your threshold will certainly be breached.
Prepare yourself ntally for this."
Richard nodded slightly: "I am ready."
Seeing this, the Dinsional Incarnation didn’t waste words, and its body instantly transford into the crystal-like Supre.
In the next mont, the environnt around them suddenly changed, and the scorching plain transford into endless darkness.
The body of the Dinsional Incarnation glowed with a ghostly blue light in the darkness, its voice emotionless, like a machine.
"After the trial begins, you have the ability to stop at any ti. But the mont you stop, this trial is considered failed, and starting again ans beginning from scratch."
Richard nodded.
The Dinsional Incarnation said no more and slowly disappeared from view.
At the sa ti, a sense of loneliness surged into Richard’s heart.
In this pitch-black space, he sensed sothing akin to the taste of the Soul Darkness Space.
"Could it be that the Supre Trial is the Soul Darkness?" Richard wondered inwardly.
However, before he could finish this thought, a wave of pain spread throughout his body.
The Shan Hai on him suddenly vanished, leaving not a piece of clothing. Then he saw that his skin began to show scars; these scars were very slight, but the pain they caused fully penetrated Richard’s brain without relief.
"Illusions, huh?"
Richard could detect that his Life Energy hadn’t been lost, which ant these wounds were illusions created by the Supre Trial.
Richard remained still; at this level, the pain was hardly even an appetizer for him.
However, he soon noticed another aspect of the trial.
"This isn’t just pure pain; it is mixed with many negative emotions."
He could sense that, as the wounds appeared on his body, a wave of sorrow rose in his heart as if he had experienced sothing heart-wrenching.
This trial involved not only physical pain but also psychological suffering within its scope.
"This is interesting."
Richard was intrigued as he felt the changes in his heart, wanting to discover the cause of these changes.
The ans to influence the emotions of a Dominator would be a valuable asset. If he could decipher its thod, it would undoubtedly be useful in future battles.
But after much analysis, Richard couldn’t figure anything out.
It made sense; this was the Supre’s trial. If the trial’s techniques could be discerned so easily by those undergoing it, then it wouldn’t be much of a trial.
The pain of the trial began to intensify, and the illusions on Richard’s body beca increasingly exaggerated.
The superficial scars turned into deep, bone-visible wounds, mutilated gashes that looked as if soone had brushed them with iron.
However, none of these fazed Richard.
As a Dominator, Richard had endured greater pain than this during combat.
As the pain deepened, soon there wasn’t a single unscathed part of Richard’s body, his mangled appearance like soone who had been through a at grinder.
Suddenly, the illusions vanished.
A cold voice echoed in Richard’s ear.
[Coward Level Passed]
"That was only the Coward Level?"
A flash of astonishnt crossed Richard’s face. To completely endure such pain, and yet to be only considered an ordinary being? Wasn’t the Supre’s requirent for the willpower of beings too demanding?
However, on second thought, this Coward level was likely asured against the cowards among Dominators.
After all, anyone who could reach this trial was at least a Dominator. Physical pain for Dominators was just commonplace.
If the trial restrained Dominators by ordinary pain standards, it would beco a joke.
After the prompt, a new round of trials imdiately began.
"Hmm?"
Richard frowned slightly. The latest test surprised him from the start.
This new trial abandoned traditional torture, resorting to more advanced thods.
This new wave of pain felt as if his nerves were being pulled from his body, woven into strings, and then constantly played with a soft brush and needle tips.
The sensation departed from traditional pain, a mix of soreness, numbness, itching, and pain interwoven together, even leaving Richard slightly moved.
"And this is just the Ordinary Level trial."
Richard felt a slight heaviness in his heart; this level being just Ordinary, then the pain of the Elite Level and even Hero Level must be off the charts.
The trial progressed little by little, and the pain Richard endured also deepened continuously. Moreover, amidst this pain, he was also engulfed by other feelings.
The disappointnt of high hopes dashed, the sorrow of enduring sad events, the emptiness after joy, the loneliness with no one to confide in... these feelings interwoven with pain nearly incapacitated Richard’s ability to think.
The initial research spirit had vanished without a trace by this mont.
The pain almost left Richard unable to spare any energy for research or thought; he could only try his best to distract himself, to fend off the ever-increasing pain.
"Mmm!"
Richard groaned in agony, his teeth almost shattering from clenching. In a mont of inattention, crystalline tears silently slipped from the corners of his eyes.
It was uncertain how much ti had passed; this space obscured Richard’s sense of ti, and the severe pain dissipated his sense of ti entirely.
He couldn’t discern how long he had been enduring.
A minute? An hour? Or a day, or a year?
Richard didn’t know; he only gritted his teeth and resisted desperately. While he was resisting the pain, his soul was also silently undergoing transformation.
Suddenly, all pain vanished abruptly.
Richard’s body suddenly relaxed as he was resisting the pain, and an unprecedented ease filled his heart.
[Ordinary Level passed]
A cold voice sounded in Richard’s ear. Before he could respond, a new wave of pain descended upon him.
This ti, bodily pain was no longer sufficient; soul pain began to erge.
The pain from soul tearing, mixed with boundless sorrow, endless regret and bitterness, almost instantly overwheld the dam Richard had built with his rationality.
Even knowing that these pains were false, and these regrets were fake, he couldn’t bear it all.
Furthermore, at this level, re pain was no longer enough; corresponding temptations also whispered in Richard’s ear.
"Give up, the trial cannot be completed in a single attempt."
"Give up, you’ve already lasted long enough, go back and summarize the lessons and experiences."
"Give up, even if you don’t pass the trial, you will be rewarded. Hurry and examine your soul."
If simple pain was just hard to bear, then this temptation was a thorough killer move.
Almost without resistance, Richard succumbed to temptation and ended the trial.
The darkness dispersed from around him. The figure of the Dinsional Incarnation remained there, unmoving.
"To have reached the Elite Level, not bad. Without having undergone professional will training or special adjustnt of your soul, managing to persist to the Elite Level.
If this were in the past, you would be a key cultivation target and could face the three Leader Dominators directly."
Richard slumped to the ground, the lingering pangs of pain made him reluctant to speak at the mont.
After a long while, Richard stood up and wiped away the tear stains on his face.
"How long did the trial last?"
"Three days."
"Only three days?" Richard said in astonishnt.
He felt as if he had spent at least over three years in that space.
"Actual ti and your sensory ti are different," the Dinsional Incarnation explained, "now that the trial just ended, hurry and examine your soul."
"Soul?"
The Dinsional Incarnation explained: "The Supre’s trial isn’t ant to torture people; your soul undergoes changes during the trial. If you complete it, your soul can attempt to break the limit.
Double limit break is essential for a Leader."
"Double limit break!?"
Hearing the explanation from the Dinsional Incarnation, Richard was stunned in place.
Breaking a single limit was already difficult enough, and to beco a Leader, one must achieve double limit break.
Are Civilization Leaders monsters?
The Dinsional Incarnation nodded: "Yes, double limit break is a necessary condition to beco a Leader. It stands on par with possessing a Supre Civilization Treasure."
Richard took a deep breath, calming his inner self.
Although double limit break is indeed challenging, he is not an ordinary figure either.
As long as he can achieve the limit break conditions, with the creation by the Hamr of Creation, while not guaranteed, the success rate would be significantly higher than that of ordinary Dominators.
Calming himself, Richard imdiately began examining his soul.
This examination revealed a shock—the state of his soul alard him greatly.
Although this trial did not reduce his spiritual power, it had a trendous impact on his soul structure.
His soul structure was severely damaged, almost a complete ss.
Nevertheless, amidst the damage, parts of his intact soul structures had already undergone changes. This direct manifestation was the alteration of Richard’s Soul Talent.
His Energy Vision could now see the flow of Power of Dinsion.
Moreover, Richard felt his computational power had improved, though with his currently damaged soul structure, it couldn’t be manifested temporarily.
"Go back." The Dinsional Incarnation lifted the lter. "Co back after your soul injuries are healed.
Rember, even with probability manipulation, do not rush the breakthrough.
Destiny is fickle; it always trips you up when you are running the fastest."
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