Nexus Ascension: My Comprehension Defies the Heaven Chapter 477: Terrifying might of espers

"What of the Esper path? I've noticed far fewer Espers scattered across the starry skies. Why the scarcity?"

"The Origin Will actively suppresses the emergence of new Espers," the Yellow Ancestor clarified. "They prove far too horrifying for this universe to tolerate."

"This rings especially true upon reaching the 6th Rank."

"For Espers, the flesh serves as a frail shell housing their Sea of Consciousness. To attain the 5th Rank, the Origin Singularity Realm, they compress their endless mental ocean until it implodes. Such compression annihilates their physical brain, supplanting it with a quantum singularity of sheer cognition, freeing their mind from all bodily constraints."

"Progressing to the 6th Rank, the Solipsism Realm, demands inverting that singularity," he proceeded, tone unwavering. "Espers extend their densified Sea of Consciousness to merge tangibly with the cosmos, spanning a multi-star zone. They compel their inner psyche to supplant the fabric of nearby existence.

"In tandem, their primal evolver talent evolves into a conceptual authority surpassing every natural law. Cresting this realm's apex, amassing psychic density to pulverize a full galaxy, requires ceaselessly consuming the stellar substance of encompassed suns.

"Devouring solid worlds and blazing stars swells their singularity, refined via the sixth evolution. Ingested cosmic matter morphs instantly into expansive neural meshes pervading their consciousness."

"The 7th Rank marks the Sovereign Matrix Realm. Attainment demands obliterating the divide between self and universe. Espers erupt their psychic singularity, dispersing the Sea of Consciousness to thread neural channels into the cosmic lattice. Fusing psyche with universal dark matter renders their brain pulses the dominant laws across vast expanses. A mere concentrated notion lets a 7th Rank Esper pulverize galaxy clusters, pulverizing them in the dread clasp of their vastened intellect."

"That terrifying?" Grey blinked. Far exceeding his prior imaginings.

Pulverizing galaxy clusters via thought alone demanded synchronizing brainwaves with galactic structures, leveraging the broadened neural web as anchor to dominate every spatial vector.

Eerily akin to his Thought Demolishing Frequency. Yet his frequency-based might skipped those convoluted processes. With ample power avoiding instant Source overload and detonation, galaxy-crushing lay within his current grasp.

Naturally, his corporeal shell would disintegrate prior to beholding the results.

His Event Horizon lacked sufficient fortitude as yet. Solely the colossal energy reserve from the Beast of Finality enabled effortless dispatch of the Dragon Monarch.

"So, may I depart now? I must reunite with some folks unseen for months."

"Hold on briefly," the Silver-Moon Ancestor interjected. "Ere departure, one matter needs settling. You'll assist with the Gene Domain, correct?"

She beamed with delight. "You will aid us, won't you?"

"What's my gain?" Grey asked evenly. "I never work gratis. Conquer a domain for you? Name the proper fee. All boils down to commerce."

"An accord can be struck. In exchange for claiming that domain, we'll furnish whatever you require personally," the Yellow Ancestor vowed, grinning.

"Agreed," Grey grinned.

Securing personal boons at will stood as an unbeatable deal. Swift advancement defined his current pursuit, demanding steep expenditures. These primordial ancestors could supply pivotal assets for forthcoming ascensions. Entities wielding cataclysmic stellar annihilation, no less.

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Upon Origin Planet, dawn of the morrow broke.

Citizens had mostly rebounded from yesterday's doomsday chaos. Melissa and Wang Lin secured elsewhere, Alissa reentered the arena. Her presence reignited the majestic contest anew. No abyssal disruptions marred this round.

Planetary skies stood sealed by the Yellow Ancestor, preserving tranquility.

"AND THE VICTOR OF THE 18-20 DIVISION IS UNDOUBTEDLY ALISSA EVERNIGHT!"

The announcer's proclamation thundered, igniting frenzied roars throughout the coliseum.

Alissa possessed tremendous might. Her strength allowed her to squash Evan, the protagonist of this age, with utter ease.

"No worries. You gave it your all. That girl operates on an entirely superior plane. She's not someone you can challenge with standard tricks," Xia Qingyue comforted from inside Evan’s necklace.

"I get it." Evan gazed at Alissa across the arena, his lips twitching. Her sheer power was simply absurd!

"I won." Alissa scanned the roaring crowds chanting her name. Still, satisfaction eluded her.

From where did this emptiness arise? She knew the precise cause.

A strange entity existed in this universe. One beyond the reach of his equals. Grey, the transmigrator who seized the Arclight family’s son’s body.

She had naively thought that ascending to the starry sky would narrow their divide. Yet the chasm only grew. His grasp of conceptual power lay far beyond her current dreams.

Her first Source Treasure had awakened—a draconic claw passively nullifying law assaults. That very ability secured her victory over Evan, even with his major comprehension in several laws.

Soon, another proclamation echoed.

"JERMIAH HAS WON THE 21-22 BRACKET! Let us give him a huge round of applause!"

In the midst of thunderous cheers, VIP seat experts fixed their stares near the Grand Arbiter. A figure there shone like a radiant sun amid the rest.

All else paled in glaring flaws beside him. Grey watched the arena below with utter boredom etched on his face.

The Grand Arbiter shuddered while eyeing the massive Beast of Finality coiled quietly under Grey’s feet. Other emperors and sect leaders drew sharp breaths too.

He had returned indeed. The oppressive aura he exuded felt even denser than the day before.

"He is back," Anderson let out a heavy sigh of relief.

"Son! You’re back!" Angela called out the moment she spotted him.

Usually, some stern elder would reprimand her for breaching etiquette. But now, silence reigned. Why? Grey Arclight stood right there.

His gaze swept the stadium. By then, all, including Evan and Alissa, had spotted his commanding presence.

"The tournament reward is the Reality Crystal containing the Myriad Laws of Chaos, correct?" Grey asked the Grand Arbiter, who nodded rigidly.

"Hand it over," Grey ordered with a faint smile.

A puzzled look crossed the Grand Arbiter’s face, yet refusal was unthinkable. He retrieved the luminous crystal and passed it to Grey.

Grey snatched the invaluable item, then vanished and rematerialized beside Jeremiah, whose eyes quivered in fear.

"Congratulations on your win, dear brother. You must have toiled endlessly for it," Grey commended with a sunny grin.

To the watching masses, it appeared as a touching brotherly moment of encouragement.

Grey’s telepathic words hammered into Jeremiah’s mind.

The elder brother started shaking violently.

Grey kept his warm, encouraging smile while turning to wave at the hovering broadcast drones.

The whole cosmos viewed this display, but that suited him fine. As a confirmed Nexus Saint, claiming a prize from another Saint marked a grand honor for any victor.

Next, he streaked across the arena to Alissa, who shot him a sharp glare.

"I do not want you to hand me the prize," Alissa huffed, arms folded. "You bad guy."

"How sad. Despite rescuing you so many times, you remain so distant. Is this the treatment from your husband, dear wife?" Grey teased without shame.

"WHAT?!" Juli, nearby, froze solid. Miwa mirrored her shock exactly.

In the VIP section, Angela looked stunned, while Wang Lin and Melissa simply laughed at the spectacle unfolding below.

Boom! A fearsome icy dragon claw hurtled at Grey with blazing speed. He evaded it effortlessly with a mischievous smirk. While dodging, he eyed Alissa, her face flushed tomato-red from mortification and fury.

"In front of everyone?!" Alissa squeaked. She recalled his nod to their private moment during her second metamorphosis, her pride igniting fiercely.

"I will kill you, Grey!" Alissa charged at him.

Grey merely chuckled lightly. Suddenly, space twisted snugly around him, Evan, and Alissa. Amid a burst of cosmic radiance, the trio vanished from the stadium.

Prior to departing, he dispatched a swift telepathic message instructing Anderson and Angela to remain in place. At this moment, several crucial matters demanded his attention.

At long last, the moment had come to encounter Xia Qingyue. The fallen cosmic powerhouse.