"Hahaha! As expected of this king, the darling of the Great Will, a born sovereign! At last... at last, I've crossed the Fourth Limit Break..."
The little black cat-or, more precisely, the Meltform Phantom-stood upright, planted its front paws on its hips, and paced with an exceedingly haughty air, its voice brimming with irrepressible joy.
It flicked its tail. The power of the Meltform Rules surged around it, several times stronger than before, and its True Spirit strength had risen with the tide, already touching the Demigod level.
"A mere human brat who only got lucky. Did you really think obtaining a sliver of this king's True Nature meant you could keep me as a pet?" It narrowed its round eyes, its tone full of contempt. "Now that this king's strength has soared and my True Spirit power is much stronger, it's time to undo these shackles on my True Nature!"
At the thought of having been forced to take the shape of a kitten all this time and endure Lin Sheng's "fiddling," the Meltform Phantom's fur bristled with fury.
It was a creation of will born in Void Turbulence, the exalted Meltform King. How could it submit to a puny human?
"Boy Lin, I must admit, your talent is rather absurd. Even this king has never seen anyone capable of accommodating multiple rules." It licked its paw, an arrogant sneer appearing on its face.
"But so what? Would the great Meltform King ever let himself be controlled? Once this king regains freedom, I'll repay the humiliation you've brought me twofold!"
Joy intertwined with resentment, leaving it impatient to remove the restriction on its True Spirit. It immediately curled up on the floor, closed its eyes, and drove the True Spirit that had improved significantly with its recent breakthrough at