The president paused, letting the words sink in. "The old powers, the Demons, the Zerg, the Mechanicals will also benefit from the ascension. They will also seek to claim the new territories and resources. And they will not hesitate to attack us if they believe they can win and if there is benefit."The chamber fell silent. The weight of the President's words pressed against every cultivator in the room. This was not just an opportunity. It was a race. A contest. And the losers would be crushed.Marcus Blackwood, who had been sitting in tense silence since the meeting began, finally found his voice. "President, if the ascension is as significant as you say, then we need to act quickly. We need to secure the new territories before our enemies do. We need to…""Patience, Marcus." The President raised a hand, and Marcus fell silent immediately. "The reconstruction is in its early phase. The new territories have not yet emerged. The treasures have not yet appeared. If we act too quickly,

The meeting had ended hours ago, but the weight of the President's words still hung in the air of the Holy Land like a storm cloud waiting to burst. The corridors of the central palace were quieter now, the crowds of officials and cultivators having dispersed to their respective quarters. Servants moved silently through the halls, their footsteps muffled by the thick carpets that lined the marble floors. The artificial sun had dimmed slightly, signaling the approach of the Holy Land's version of evening.Matilda walked alone through the eastern wing of the palace, her robes flowing behind her like a river of shadow. Her face was calm, composed of the mask she had worn for thousands of years but her mind was churning. The President's announcement had changed everything. The ascension was coming. The old order was crumbling. And in the chaos that followed, only the prepared would survive.She reached her private quarters and sealed the door behind her. The room was spacious but auster

The news of the President's announcement spread through the Holy Land like wildfire.Within hours, every noble house had heard about the ascension. Within days, they had begun to prepare. The training grounds that had been quiet for years were suddenly filled with the clash of weapons and the hum of cultivation techniques. The family vaults, which had been sealed for generations, were opened. The ancient resources that had been hoarded against future need were distributed to the younger generation.The noble houses were not stupid. They understood that the President's vision was not a suggestion. It was a command. The old order was crumbling, and those who did not adapt would be crushed. So they adapted. They trained their children. They hired the best instructors. They spent fortunes on resources that would have been considered extravagant just a few years ago.In the Blackwood estate, Marcus watched the preparations with a mixture of satisfaction and unease. His family was doing wh

David's immortal energy had increased by a factor of ten thousand. He could feel it thrumming through his body, a constant current of power that made his previous strength seem like a candle compared to a star. The energy was not just more plentiful, it was denser. More refined and way more potent. A single drop of his current energy would have been enough to power a city for a century. And he had an ocean of it, vast and deep and seemingly infinite.But he also felt something else. A sensation that he had not expected. The energy was vast, yes. But it was also... incomplete. As if there were still reserves that he had not yet tapped. As if the breakthrough had opened a door, but he had only stepped halfway through.“I can push deeper,” he thought. “The energy is there. I just need to reach for it.”He closed his eyes and began to cultivate again.Inside the inner world, Albert and Athena watched in silence.They had been observing David's progress for what felt like an eternity. The

While David was busy cultivating the whole human territory and was going into new changes where the human council announcement started to bring the hidden geniuses in front of the world.Different competitions were concluded in different kingdoms in the human race from where different geniuses were prepared to face the new competition where thousands of universe geniuses will be competing.The arena was massive.It stretched for kilometers in every direction, its floor made of a material that could withstand the attacks of Immortal Kings. The stands rose in tiered rings, packed with spectators millions of them, their faces a blur of excitement and anticipation. The air crackled with energy, the combined aura of thousands of cultivators pressing against the atmosphere like a physical force. Banners bearing the sigils of noble houses fluttered in the artificial wind. Vendors moved through the crowds, selling refreshments and cultivation trinkets. The whole scene was a celebration of