God's Eyes

"Are the beasts in the basement of the same strength as the beasts I'll have to face in the next floors, or will the difficulty increase drastically from the first floor onwards?" Jason muttered out loud, hoping for the former to be the case.

He dearly hoped that the artificial intelligence had somehow missed evaluating his strength accurately. But that was unlikely, considering that it had known much more about him, and his soulbonds than Jason himself!

Nevertheless, he hoped that the artificial intelligence's data about his human bloodline was not up to the mark, which should be the case, owing to the fact that all kinds of Primal humans with a low purity should exist.

As such, the soul world should be one of a kind. At least, that was what Jason understood from all the information he had acquired during the last few years.

There might be another race with a similar soul awakening, maybe even the Primal humans themselves, but over the course of time, they must have evolved.

Because of that, Jason figured out that it was not even unlikely for specific information about his human bloodline to be missing.

Thus, Jason hoped that the fortified soul conjunction, the 100% amplification from soulbonds that occupied his mana core, and the fusion were unknown to the artificial intelligence.

If that was the case, he would have much fewer problems to advance through the trials, and even less to survive!

With a total of 15 days left, Jason had many things to do.

Amongst them, he wanted his soulbonds to continue cultivating inside the soul world.

They should advance even if he was unable to.

As if on cue, Petri left his mana core and returned to the soul world, where they continued to cultivate.

Right now, none of his soulbonds was fully mature, which meant that their cultivation advancement speed was still accelerating.

This was exceptional in Jason's opinion, and the effects which the cricula Minatra flowers had on beasts proved to be icing on the cake.

They were ancient flowers that were said to be extinct, yet Jason had been able to procure them, which was extremely helpful.

Now that his soul world was also overflowing with the three cultivation energies, his soulbonds could cultivate at a rapid speed, increasing their own, and Jason's strength tremendously.

While the flowers were no doubt a blessing, Jason could only perceive one downside of this seemingly perfect tactic of allowing his soulbonds to cultivate- the lack of soul energy.

Right now, he had more than enough soul energy and crystals, but once his soulbonds would reach the higher ranks of the Prismar stage, providing enough soul crystals would become hectic.

As such, he had to alter the soul energy cycle within the sub-area of his mind.

It was simply too slow, and Jason had already thought of several plans to improve his soul energy cycle.

One of them was to divide the single cycle of soul energy into two streams.

This required double the amount of soul energy, but Jason had more than enough to achieve this for now.

In the end, it was even possible to create multiple cycles because his soul world core had reached a size large enough to allow this feat.

The only issue was that he didn't know for certain if his sub area supported the maintenance of multiple soul energy cycles.

Jason was not sure if his sub area could maintain dozens of soul energy cycles, but his mind had been refined several times, he had undergone his bloodline awakening, and many of his minor seals had been released.

Adding his cultivation stage that had advanced tremendously, and the fact that his mind was further amplified by Spyro, his Spiral Spirit to it, Jason was confident in his sub-area being able to control four soul energy cycles at once.

That was just an assumption, but owing to the understanding of his own body, Jason could be relatively sure that he was not being overly ambitious.

Now, he only had to find the time to properly divide the soul energy cycle and adjust the smaller streams of soul energy in order to achieve what he wanted.

This sounded easier than it truly was, and would take him quite some time.

As such, giving himself a challenge added to the task he had already received, Jason wanted to complete the alteration of his soul energy cycle before advancing to the first floor of the tower.

That meant he had 15 days in order to find the portal, gate, stairs, or whatever would lead him to the first floor while simultaneously adjusting his sub-area.

It was not impossible to achieve this, but Jason didn't even know how vast the ground floor was.

As such, he first determined the side of the place he was in.

After exerting the Floating Sky movement technique at the perfect mastery, Jason additionally circulated mana through his body, while his Celestia Aura and Stigma were fully unleashed.

Afterward, he began to run in a direction using his full speed, while ignoring the beasts he passed.

Jason barely made note of their cultivation base that was also within the Prismar stage's first threshold.

Through this, Jason could tell that he would be able to defeat all those beasts, even if some would drain him of more energy to fight than others.

Fortunately, he was not actively attacked by any of the beast groups he passed.

Instead, they only looked at him in vigilance and interest as if he was an existence they had never seen.

This was, in fact, the case because Jason was the individual that activated one of the Pitch-black Obelisk that spread through all kinds of gathered Inheritance sites that could be found on multiple planets.

It had a specific requirement to be awakened out of a state that was similar to hibernation, and one of it was the aura of a Primordial being or their descendants!

Awoken by Jason's advancement to the Prismar stage, the pitch-black obelisk had emerged on Kinra Island, as the first Obelisk that had been placed all over the world, especially for those young Primordials who lost the goal in front of their eyes.

Yet, Jason was not one of them. He was different, and the fact that he awoke the Obelisk was something that would change his fate, turning the chaotic tides of the universe for the better or worse.

Whether Jason was the universe's doom or its salvation was unknown, and only time could tell the answer.

However, what nobody knew was that the dangers lurking inside the endless universe were not everything that endangered countless beings. There was something much bigger, and more dangerous that could obliterate everything and everyone that was hidden from plain sight.

While Jason tried to pass the tutorial of the first trial, he didn't know what kind of shockwaves the awakening of the pitch-black obelisk had sent through the vast Universe, with five particular places being the gathering point of the commotion.

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[One of the five places, inside a gigantic palace, surrounded by searing hot magma]

Sweating profusely, a fiery red human-like being rushed through the hallways, entering the main gathering hall of the palace, as he exclaimed in between deep breaths.

"Someone…awoke one of the Chaos Obelisks….and that being exceeded the difficulty threshold forcing the sentience within the Obelisk to create a higher difficulty!!"

Facing a being of enormous height that sat on a large throne made out of the bones of the opponents it had defeated through the course of time, the messenger could barely lift his head, realising that he had lost his cool in his excitement.

Kneeling down, he didn't even notice how the gigantic being turned his head to face him. His deep crimson-colored eyes stared into the soul of the messenger, who had come rushing to him with the news of the Chaos Obelisk's awakening, as he asked.

"Where?"

This seemingly simple question caused the entire palace to shake, and the ground around them fissured as cracks appeared out of nowhere. The messenger, who was at the peak of the Specta stage, could barely move his lips to answer.

"Manyr…the Obelisk on Manyr was awakened!!"

Lifting his hand in an extremely slow manner, the being that was overflowing with the purest energy, and unfathomable strength, touched his chin as if he was in deep thought about something.

"Whose descendant is it?"

What the being wanted to know was if the descendant who had awoken the Chaos Obelisk was one of their own race, or hailed from the others. In response, the messenger could only quiver in fear as he said in a nervous voice,

"I…do not know that sir…the transmitted information…is defective…"

The messenger said this and instinctively closed his eyes awaiting an unbearable punishment, but instead, nothing happened. It was only a minute later that he lifted his head to look up, to see the corner of the unfathomable being's lips rise a little.

'Interesting!'

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