Boundless and endless, shrouded in vast mist.
Layers upon layers of fog made the place impossible to discern, strange and unpredictable.
The Eighth Elder and Ninth Elder of the Sole Supremacy Society stared at this land in utter shock.
Beneath their feet stretched a vast ocean. Above it hung heavy fog, and they could faintly sense streams of source power dissipating into the air.
The Eighth Elder cried out excitedly, "Th-this is unbelievable!"
"I-I can feel an endless upper limit of power! My Strange Seed is going wild with joy, cheering—damn it, this little bastard wants to run!" The Ninth Elder also cried out in alarm, then clutched his abdomen.
Something within his abdomen was pulsing, as though trying to burrow its way out.
The source power throughout his body converged there as he muttered under his breath, seemingly making countless promises. He looked exactly like a helpless husband endlessly pressured by his wife...
"Haha, back then, your Strange Seed had three candidates better than you. You schemed to force the other three away, so it's perfectly normal for it to change its mind now." The Eighth Elder gloated at the side, patting his belly proudly. "Look at my Strange Seed. It's steady as ever. That's the benefit of being of one heart and mind!"
"Damn it, hurry up and help me! Being able to come to a world like this is an enormous opportunity for us. If you want greater benefits, you'll need my support!" the Ninth Elder urged.
"Fine." The Eighth Elder agreed after only a moment's hesitation.
He reached out and pressed a hand against the other man's shoulder, sending a stream of source power into him.
With the support of both streams of source power, the Ninth Elder's Strange Seed finally settled down, leaving him drenched