"Amazing. Is this what it feels like to be Lord of the Realm?" Severin licked his lips, intoxicated by the supreme power. The sensation of controlling the river of time and the fate of all living beings had its own unique allure. Nothing could elude his gaze or perception within his Small Thousand Worlds. All future outcomes were laid bare before him.
As countless streams of data flooded his mind, Severin glanced at the burgeoning small world before him and lamented, "Perhaps, the so-called celestial regent that ranks higher than royal celestials also perceive the fate of all beings as a series of data, much like the path of heaven. Any past or future unfolds before their very eyes."
At that moment, Severin understood why the Ancestora had been so fervent in becoming Bleurealm's lord—the process of refining Bleurealm was what allowed a Lord of the Realm to become a royal celestial. It was the sensation of superiority, of seeing the past and future of creatures laid bare before him, and of witnessing the vulnerability of those creatures.
Severin later felt compelled to ponder upon the ancient times, and how the heavenly court would be like at that moment if it had never shattered. "Rumor has it that during ancient times, the celestial sovereign of the heavenly court who had ascended to the quasi-celestial regent stage was known as the Lord of the Celestial Realm. Commanding the nine heavens and ten lands, he wielded supreme power, having countless royal celestials and true immortals under his command."
All of a sudden, Severin frowned, and his musings seemed to halt abruptly as if another thought had crossed his mind. Even the heavenly court could fall to ruin under the onslaught of foreign races from beyond the territories. According to the Green Emperor's account, the heavenly court crumbled eras ago, with the celestial sovereign perished in battle while the royal celestials fell alongside countless true immortals.
The entire Bleu Celestial Realm shattered and split into the Celestial Realm, Bleurealm, and the Devil Realm. Severin then seemed to have witnessed the cataclysmic battles of yore as he lamented. "How formidable could those foreign races have been?"
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