Great Cosmic Power, a level above ultimate power, could truly unify the entire world, bringing chaos, hell, Hollows, and everything else under control. Even the Soul King did not possess power that surpassed his own.
Because Chang Wei had not given it to him yet.
But that was fine. The Soul King already knew how to obtain the Great Cosmic Power that could solve every problem. As long as one of them emerged victorious, Chang Wei would grant this reward to the champion.
Great Cosmic Power!
Four contenders.
Even the Soul King could not guarantee that he would emerge victorious from this war.
In the era when chaos had just begun and all things had yet to be divided, the Soul King, one of the oldest and most mysterious beings in the universe, had quietly floated within the endless Void. He was both the symbol of omniscience and omnipotence and the embodiment of all laws.
His consciousness transcended the boundaries of time and space, perceiving every minute fluctuation and change within the universe. Yet because of this, he regarded all things in the world with detached indifference, as though every conflict and struggle had nothing to do with him. He chose an almost coldly detached stance: neither intervening nor resisting.
Yet the wheel of fate was always full of unforeseeable variables.
By chance, a berserk power originating from a Berserker, like a gale in the dark of night, silently invaded the Soul King's domain.
This power carried endless fighting spirit and defiance. It craved battle, craved conquest, and craved even more to prove its own existence.
Under the influence of this power, ripples flashed across the Soul King's once-still Xin Hu. He began to feel an emotion he had never experienced before—fighting spirit.
Fighting spirit was a yearning born from