The sphere of comprehension left by the Void Monarch was his only shortcut. Without it, he would have to stumble through countless experiments, countless meditations, countless failures to grasp even the smallest fragment of the fifth-level concept.
Without the sphere, mastering Spatial Dominion could take tens of thousands of years in the Dimension of Time.
The chamber grew colder as Max sank deeper into meditation.
The runes on the walls flickered.
The space around him softened, then distorted.
And the power of the Void Genesis Art surged like a quiet tide as Max's consciousness reached toward the hidden sphere of comprehension within the Art.
This was the moment everything would change.
If he succeeded, he would rise above the world's limits.
If he failed… the world might fall before he ever got a second chance.
Max drew in a steady breath and let his consciousness sink deeper into the Void Genesis Art.
