The Primordial Record novel Chapter 859

Chapter 859 Bargain And Answers

Any Immortal that was killed inside of it, no matter if they were members of a Supreme World or not, would all perish inside of it.

This change brought about an increasing level of stakes that was not previously present in this world. The threat he represented had just escalated from annoying to fatal.

Rowan had not expected such massive changes so suddenly, but he adjusted his plans, what would come next would be a far different battle, but it should buy him a little more time.

His perception swept past the expanding Dimension and frowned when he noticed that although the materials being sucked inside of him were precious, they did not fit in with his overall essence, that should not be a problem because, after a short while inside his Dimension, every essence would become converted to his own.

However, at this moment it would cause nothing but chaos and interfere with his ability to smoothly channel his power throughout the Dimension. Already he could feel his Sea of Ambrosia and Sea of Darkness slowing down as millions of chaotic essences began to mix with them.

The battle that was to come would no longer be fought with kids gloves and these new changes would complicate his ability to channel his power as effectively as he wanted, Rowan immediately channeled a lot of his consciousnesses to find solutions to this issue.

This chaotic essence was Aether from the universe. A million or even a billion Immortals put together would never have even a billionth of the Aether present inside a universe, and this universe had hundreds of times more Aether than an average universe.

For anyone else, this amount of Aether was a blessing as the universe's unique Aether was extremely nourishing to life, and was a valuable source of currency. Rowan had Soul Energy, and he did not need such a secondhand form of energy, it served as nothing but an unneeded complication that could be fatal if left unaddressed.

Rowan as a Dimension could hold this amount of Aether if given the time to digest it, but he did not have that time. This could end up benefiting him in the long run as his Primordial Seas would expand quickly enough to fill up the new size of his Dimensions.

Previously Rowan wanted to keep his bloodlines and his Aether to be extremely pure, but he had seen the end of that path. The Primordial Record had shown him that no matter how pure he kept his bloodline, he would still be stuck as an Eight-Dimensional entity in the future, he would be above everyone else, but still beneath the Primordials, bloodline purity was necessary, but it was not the answer.

However, it did not matter if he had changed his mind if he did not find a solution to the hindrance caused by this unneeded Aether entering his Dimension.

Also, Rowan feared that even if his Angels had been able to kill the intruders quite quickly, they should have been able to send enough information to the outside world that would show that survival was possible for a brief moment, and if that was the case he should be expecting company.

He was not wrong, as the first of their heavy hitters smashed his way into his Dimension. Blowing apart hundreds of stars and thousands of worlds, this being did not hide as the others did before, why should it?

It was a Demon King.

"A new domain of Chaos?" the voice of the Demon King rumbled, "Impossible! Of all seven hundred fractals of demarcation and separation placed by the Celestial Court, nothing should escape their shiny gaze."

Rowan rolled his eyes, 'Great, we have a historian.' Then he paused as he contemplated that perhaps information had not spread as quickly as he had presumed.

In a flurry of moves too fast for him to properly react, they pulled off his wings and sliced off one of his heads. Only his speed and intuition as a Demon King after many Eras of conflicts had saved him. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}