In the depths of space, Yan held the Divine Emperor Scepter and gazed into the heart of the cosmos. The surging force of laws rushing toward him told him that the final trial had arrived.
Terrifying pressure crushed down on his body from every direction. At this moment, the only thing he could sense was his own existence.
A certain special law in the surrounding space was gradually causing his consciousness to lose itself. Deep in his heart, an inexplicable malicious impulse stirred, as though it might erupt at any moment.
He could feel his body collapsing beneath the immense pressure. Even with his formidable recovery ability, nearly at the level of a Supreme God King, it was useless against the terrifying pressure of the laws. This was the ultimate trial imposed by the laws of the universe.
It seemed as though nothing had happened, yet it had long since descended upon him—silent, omnipresent, and impossible to evade.
In the unseen darkness, the pressure continuously erupted with immense force, suppressing him until he could no longer bear it. The pressure within his heart could not be released, preventing him from continuing until he ultimately destroyed himself.
He bit the tip of his tongue hard. The intense pain gave him a few traces of reality; at this moment, only pain could make him feel real. He did his utmost to keep his mind clear and remain awake.
"What exactly does a Supreme God King represent? And how does one achieve a God Star? Does it require the recognition of the laws of the universe?"
The pressure outside grew even stronger, nearly forcing his thoughts to halt. He almost lost consciousness altogether, yet he still gritted his teeth and endured, constantly circulating his divine power and reacting in every possible way.
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