Most of those who came to Prismatic Sun Holy Land were given their accommodations and told to wait a day.

To nurture these talents, Prismatic Sun Holy Land had chosen a specific course of Mystic Realms, Challenge Gates, and amazing training locations for them to visit and utilize to their greatest extent.

In the next 2 years, this program would turn them into peak experts who could make great contributions to the coming war.

In fact, this program had been organized by the Holy Land in conjunction with a few other forces, like Hidden Death Valley, who shared their purpose and had facilities that could aid their cause.

Death Emperor Star would soon become a location these geniuses could abuse to the fullest, and under protection that'd assure they wouldn't die!

It was truly a spectacular benefit that these young men and women buzzed about deep into the night. Their anticipation and feelings of duty heightened to the maximum as they waited for the day to come.

But unlike them, Damien was summoned for something entirely different.

"How sure are you of your words?"

His words sunk into the walls of the strange room. He currently rested his head on his fists, solemnly contemplating the words he'd heard.

"There is no mistake. Everything I have said is information received directly from the Third Primal Sovereign," the Prismatic Sun Holy Master answered, understanding his shock.

What she'd revealed was too significant, after all.

'This..how do I rationalize this?'

As he'd expected, the task had to do with none other than the Second Primal Sovereign.

According to the Holy Master, that Primal Sovereign was currently hidden away somewhere, but she had no idea where it was.

She only knew the method to get there, and the fact that it was incredibly dangerous.

However, from what she described as the Third Primal Sovereign's words, the place he slumbered was essentially a sub-universe, a separate reality from Grand Heavens Boundary.

When Damien heard this, how could he sit still?!

The Sanctuary was the only such existence he'd ever seen before. Whether the realms were secret or mystic, whether the world laws were altered or broken, none of the hidden locations Damien had been to could be regarded as true sub-universes.

Such a structure was something Damien desperately wanted to see. He could upgrade the Sanctuary by observing its laws, and even his new Law Controller trait would see immense growth if he could see through its truths.

Needless to say, he was already tempted.

Only, he couldn't dive into something like this without thought.

Now that he was an active player in the universe, he had to be more careful with his movements.

Prismatic Sun Holy Land had a superb reputation, but they were still too mysterious. He couldn't trust an influence he had no information on.

But that trust came with time. First, there were obvious questions that needed to be asked.

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Why did the Second Primal Sovereign need to be found? And did he need to be brought back? For what reason?

It was quite a loaded question, but the Holy Master seemed to understand the gist.

"The overall reason is simple: the continuance of our universe's existence. I cannot reveal exactly how he will contribute to this yet, but I will assure you that it will only be positive," the Holy Master responded evasively.

"That's not an answer I can accept," Damien immediately said back.

The rest of their exchange could progress with some secrecy, but if he was going to risk his life, he wouldn't do it for an unknown cause.

He could feel the Holy Master's gaze on him through the curtain, peering into his soul with evident intrigue.

The air she gave off was strange, and the more of her being that he could perceive, the stranger she felt.

Unfortunately, she didn't give Damien the time to think over the reason why.

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"Two Nox Emperors have been proactive in the attacks against Grand Heavens Boundary thus far, while the other two have taken a more secretive approach. Unlike the Saint Emperor and Inhuman Emperor, who make their presence known through various means, those two have never shown themselves, whether it be in this war or the last. They are called the Karmic Emperor and the Soul Emperor."

As the Holy Master began, the atmosphere itself seemed to change. The room became gloomier, and a subtle temperature decrease put Damien's hairs on edge.

"The Karmic Emperor is a being with the power to control Karma to the extreme. From what we know, he can easily alter the emotions of those he sets his sights on, manipulating them into his tools while they remain fully conscious. There are even rumors that he can cut the threads of Karma, instantly killing his enemies.historical

"However, the Soul Emperor is even more terrifying. Considering his title, it can only be imagined what his power represents."

"Hm? You don't have his information?" Damien interjected in surprise.

"We do not," the Holy Master replied powerlessly.

"The Soul Emperor hides deep. There are countless evils in the universe that have been attributed to him, but his means are unknown and his involvement cannot be proven. This is the terror he commands."

"And I'm guessing the Second Primal Sovereign has something to do with him?"

"Exactly. The ancestral record shows that the two have been sworn enemies for millions of years. If he can be brought back, we will have a chance at eliminating this unknown problem before it makes itself known."

"Hmm.."

Damien frowned in thought. It was a good plan, but—

"—Why didn't you try it earlier?"

Leaving such a threat alive for millions of years at this point was idiocy of the highest degree, even the Holy Master knew this, but there was simply no possibility of finding the Sovereign before.

"Your mysterious power is what attracted the Primal Sovereigns back to our universe after so many years. In past wars, we also made attempts to reach him, but even finding his perch was impossible."

"And you think I can do it?"

"Is there any other hope?"

Damien suddenly felt a twinge of pity for this Holy Master.

Her tone could've been faked, but he didn't think anyone could hide their emotions from him in an intimate setting like this.

The only person who'd evaded him was the Saint Emperor, and if the Prismatic Sun Holy Master was at his level, wouldn't he have been killed already?

Her helplessness when facing this problem was as clear as day, despite how subtle the hint of emotion in her voice was.

She was carrying a burden so big it had been passed down from generation to generation until it landed on her shoulders.

She'd been observing him for so long; could it have been for this very reason?

'If that's the case, wasn't she keeping track of every somewhat promising unique genius?'

If the purpose of her observation was to find the Void, a "mysterious power" as she knew it, was it possible for her to only be watching him?

The amount of stress it took to reach this point as an individual who had to maintain secrecy while fighting for the universe in the shadows harder than those who fought on the frontlines, clinging to every possible thread of possibility she could find..

"Understood. I'll do it," he said, conceding.

He couldn't reject the good intentions of someone like the Prismatic Sun Holy Master, especially since it benefitted him too.

The Holy Master's beaming smile could be heard in her following words.

"Splendid!" She exclaimed, showing more emotion than she had throughout the entire conversation so far.

"But first.."

A lithe and graceful hand slithered into the curtain's partition, sliding it to the side.

"Child, look at me."