The color of the sky outside the hall had changed. The light streaming in through the massive jade stone windows added a warm hue to the entire room. That glow fell softly upon the polished white floor, creating a calm shimmer that enveloped the grand space. But that tranquility did not last long. Xiao Jian gathered all the competition participants. His deep and commanding voice immediately silenced all conversations. Every eye turned toward him. He did not stand on a podium but simply stepped into the center of the hall. His movements were calm, yet carried a pressure that made every head instinctively lower in respect. His gaze swept across the young geniuses who had just shown their fangs in the competition, as well as the elders who watched them with hopeful eyes. “I have an additional reward for all of you. All competition participants are granted permission to immerse themselves in the Eternal Lightning Lake of the Xiao Clan. Consider it a favor from me to help you become the

Meanwhile, the men began immersing themselves one by one. The sound of splashing water mixed with the constant rumble of the Eternal Lightning Lake, which never truly fell silent. As soon as their skin touched the surface of the lake, electric waves assaulted their bodies without warning. The currents did not wait for permission; they struck immediately, seeping into their bodies and forcing their muscles to tense up. Some participants clenched their teeth, their expressions tense, veins bulging on their necks as they endured the surging pain that felt like blades dancing beneath their skin. The fierce lightning energy didn’t just strike—it bit and clawed from within. It was alive, as if it had its own will, and it ravaged every pore of their bodies with wild savagery. It wasn’t merely a shock or sting, but a sharp thrust that spread down to the marrow of their bones. Tiny sparks burst from their weaker joints, showing that their bodies were being forced to unlock boundaries that had

All the participants soaking at the edge of the lake looked up at once. Their faces turned ashen, fear creeping into their bones like worms winding inward—inescapable, irreversible. None of them could ignore that voice—it sounded as if it had emerged from the core of a wrathful sky, carrying a weight that no illusion could imitate. Some reflexively leapt out of the water, yet their legs were weak and their bodies shivered violently, though not directly struck. The mere existence of that voice had created a spiritual pressure that made them forget to breathe. But Xiao Tian did not panic. He opened his eyes slowly, looking toward the center from where the voice came. His gaze was not artificially composed, but that of someone who had stared death in the face countless times without feeling the need to overreact. His eyes were calm, steady. No sweat on his brow, no tremble at his fingertips. He simply sat, as though the voice that shuddered heaven and earth were no more than a passing e

Xiao Tian didn’t wait any longer. He spread both arms wide. Every vein in his arms tautened as if merging with the will of lightning. Every bone emitted faint cracking sounds. Yet there was no fear. No hesitation. “I crave limitless power! So grant me power!” That shout shook the sky of his consciousness. It wasn’t just a cry—it was the echo of his will, affirmed by his entire existence. The sound pierced through the boundaries of his inner heavens, echoing throughout every dimension inside him. The golden ocean beneath him didn’t just rage anymore—it went berserk. A tsunami of energy rose, its waves fused with thunder, creating unstoppable clashes of cosmic laws. Each wave’s crash shook his inner world to its roots. Then he heard that voice. Roar after roar cleaved the air. It wasn’t a normal being’s voice—it carried the resonance of a higher dimension: dragons. Energy dragons that lay hidden in Xiao Tian’s body, asleep under the whirl of time, now awoke to a call they coul

Xiao Tian narrowed his eyes sharply. Not out of fear, but out of caution toward such a monumental revelation arriving just as his power had broken into a new level. He immediately read the preface to the War God Body technique. The words were simple, but their meaning struck deeply at the heart of anyone who read them: “The War God Body is the true body of the universe. Whoever reaches level 25 will possess the same power as a cultivator of the Divine Sovereign Realm!” Xiao Tian’s heart beat faster—not with joy, but with the kind of shock that rattled the layers of his consciousness. A jolt of disbelief filled his mind. His body may have just completed its transformation, but his soul and thoughts were once again shaken by a truth far greater than he had previously imagined. Unexpectedly, the realm beyond the Supreme Divine Emperor was the Divine Sovereign Realm. A title he had only ever heard in faint whispers of ancient history. A name never openly spoken, as if deliberately hidd