Severin's journey had one clear objective—to reach that original space. Within it lay the essence of the world, and whoever refined it would wield mastery over the entire Bleurealm,.
Bleurealm far surpassed the Small Thousand Worlds within Severin's body. Despite the latter growing to an almost comparable level as the former, the repeated extraction of celestial power hindered the development of a flourishing civilization and populace. Left to evolve on their own, the sentient beings within would require at least several thousand years to match Bleurealm's stature.
However, if he is willing to intervene in the Small Thousand Worlds' development and preach the way of attainment, the time needed to attain that would likely be much reduced. Yet, Severin could not afford such a lengthy wait—instead, he opted to refine the original space and become the Lord of Bleurealm. It was a coveted position that even the Ancestora took several eras to complete. Severin had the feeling that it represented an immense opportunity.
True immortals rarely have thoughts that come from on a whim. It was a sort of warning from heaven and earth. As was often known, those who did not accept what was fated to be upon them would most certainly suffer the consequences, and hesitation would only lead to defeat!
The heavens had given him a reminder, so the onus was upon him to seize it.
Severin's soul swiftly assumed a cross-legged position and utilized the power of time and space as a conduit to guide him toward the luminous path. As his consciousness came into contact with the avenue, a torrent of data inundated his mind, causing him to wince in excruciating pain. Yet the pain disappeared as swiftly as it came, and the agony dissipated only to leave behind the intricate patterns of law in Severin's mind.
Sensing the profound runes etched in his mind, Severin marveled in awe, "Are these the runes of the great path?"
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