Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 676 -676-The Secret That Awaited Him

Half a month had passed.

Inside the spacetime domain, hundreds of thousands of years had completely flown by.

Finally, Aurek emerged from the meditation chamber.

Regarding his actual rank, he had already brushed against the edge of Divine Revelant, but he hadn't broken through it yet.

Despite hundreds of thousands of years spent cultivating and grasping insights within the spacetime domain, true advancement still eluded him.

The primal profundities embodied the ultimate essence of everything, encompassing fate and fortune alike.

They surpassed all boundaries of rules and order.

Only by approaching the primal profundities could someone seize even a sliver of them—potentially surpassing the boundless profundities entirely.

Developing the heart and mind to such heights demanded far more than brief moments of comprehension.

Thus, Aurek’s spiritual enlightenment and true rank lingered right at the doorstep of Divine Revelant.

However, in sheer power, after devouring massive amounts of Emperor Points, he stood infinitely near the level of an Authority Wielder.

By this point, Aurek had roughly figured out that the Truth Universe was likely the multiverse at large.

Based on the rank systems he knew, the Authority Wielder stage's three realms—Initial Origin, Returning Origin, and Eternal Extremity—

actually split into four finer layers: Initial Origin God, Returning Origin God, Origin God, and Eternal God!

The second scheme was just a more precise breakdown.

Yet truly, Divine Revelant, Godtouched, Authority Wielder, and Lord of the Divine Throne formed the oldest and most basic classifications.

At their heart lay fate, fortune, and the primal profundities.

Supreme Sage Rank and Eternal Sage Rank could merely glimpse the Fate River.

Divine Revelants, on the other hand, could already tug at the Fate River's strands. No longer mere specks adrift in destiny's currents, they became navigators charting their own courses.

The power they wielded sufficed to rewrite their personal page in the book of fate.

Godtouched advanced even further. Beyond mastering their own fate, they peered into others' destinies—to steer, twist, and remake the paths of fellow lives.

Like unseen spinners, they twirled the threads of existence on their fingers, weaving fresh tapestries of cause and effect.

For Authority Wielders, Initial Origin, Returning Origin, and Eternal Extremity unveiled the Fate River's profoundest secrets.

Gradually, they erased every mark they'd ever inscribed in the Fate River, merging like a droplet into the ocean.

Thereafter, none could track them. None could strike them.

Ultimately, they fused with the supreme profundities, enduring as long as fate itself and gleaming beside the Star Sea.

And the Lord of the Divine Throne...

That realm defied description.

Omnipresent. Omnipotent. Omniscient.

The origin and the conclusion. Every label offered just a partial view through the tube.

Hence, splitting Authority Wielders into Initial Origin, Returning Origin, and Eternal Extremity best captured the journey into cosmic profundities—a metamorphosis of life's core.

Regardless of rank, deeper insight into fate and profundity yielded greater might.

Such wisdom never came from isolated seclusion.

It demanded mingling with mortals, sensing their joys and sorrows.

It called for beholding the ebb and flow of myriad worlds under the stars, hearing the universe's pulse.

It meant observing the Star Sea's creation and demise, feeling chaos's primal rhythm, and across vast spacetime, dialoguing repeatedly with profundities, waltzing with fate.

This road demanded ceaseless buildup and relentless pursuit.

...

Crystal Moonshine Hall.

Aurek approached the cocoon of light.

Beyoncé within had matured fully. The cocoon resembled clear crystal now, revealing her facial features sharply.

Suddenly, Beyoncé's eyes fluttered open.

"Your Majesty!"

An otherworldly, floating voice echoed.

"Should I call you Stellar Saint-Emperor, or Beyoncé?" Aurek inquired steadily.

"Beyoncé is me, and Stellar Saint-Emperor is also me," the ethereal voice responded.

Aurek nodded and cut straight to it: "Having awakened from your deep sleep, you must know what's sealed deep within this Divine Sanctuary, right?"

"I do."

Beyoncé replied, "The supreme existence ordered me to construct this Divine Sanctuary solely to protect that secret and wait for your coming."

"Yet what it truly is remains unknown to me. I only know the key was sealed deep inside my soul. The moment I emerge from this cocoon, I will feel its call naturally."

"Awaiting me?"

Aurek’s eyebrows furrowed a bit, surprise gleaming briefly in his gaze.

His prior doubts weren’t just arrogant delusions after all.

What mystery did that supreme being conceal?

What link did it all share with him?

Little wonder his tireless searches yielded no trace. The key had been tucked away in someone else’s soul the whole time.

After a brief reflection, Aurek inquired once more, "What do you know about the Dark Abyss?"

That Dark Abyss served as another prison crafted by the very same supreme existence.

Beyoncé softly shook her head. "Of that, I’m unaware. I’ve merely heard... it came from another fearsome being."

Aurek refrained from more questions.

Silence enveloped him.

From the arrival of the twenty-four chief angels, he had already pieced together some truths.

As it was a mystery planted by that supreme existence, Aurek saw no reason to hasten.

Beyoncé’s emergence from the cocoon drew near. Then, all veiled enigmas would unravel like mist before dawn’s rays, leaving nothing shrouded.

Putting it aside, he pivoted and headed back to the Sacred Hall of State.

…

Within the grand hall, ministers gathered completely, silently expecting their ruler’s entrance.

Winston, Heimerdinger, Chuck, Gaia… every key figure of the empire was there.

Pippin, Cole, Lucio, Philip, Otto, and the rest lined up in grave formation.

Crusader Goddess Venus and Eternal Apollo Sunblaze flanked the sides in attendance.

Golden Armor and Cyriel had just come back from distant lands, weary from the travels.

Only Dragon Emperor, Cursefont Star God, Suggwoth, Ares, Tina, Harry, War Bear, Overthunder, Alvin, and others stayed beyond the Standarin Universe.

They commanded their forces racing full tilt to Endless Starlight Island, while vigilantly watching all stirrings in Primordial River Cosmos and Truth Universe.

The Children of Commandment and that angelic horde may have scattered in terror, yet all understood they wouldn’t drop it so easily.

This was the Truth Universe, after all—not some commonplace realm.

"Your Majesty."

Winston advanced and declared, "Chaos Origin, Primordial Age, Primordial Era, Age of Savagery, the Land Without Beginning, Endless Starlight Island…"

"These lands have all joined the Divine Court’s realm, bowing to the Holy Law. But the starfields stretch immeasurably wide, and Divine Court officers lack the power to occupy each one fully. Should we allow them some autonomy?"

This issue had brought Golden Armor and Cyriel back this time.

Stationing even a single Godtouched-level void warlock or Doomsday Warrior per starfield would demand more than billions of troops could provide.

The boundless Star Sea proved far too immense…

Though merely a mid-tier universe, its wealth surpassed all expectations.

And that very allure made even Heaven yearn for it, eager to echo its sacred chants in every nook.

Dispersing the armies now for garrisons would leave the Divine Court unable to rally swiftly against invading foes next time!