The spiritual energy in the temple raged without end. Every servant and attendant working in the palace felt the oppressive, terrifying aura. The Great Sage's fury poured out from the Long Hall, even triggering more than a dozen small-scale spiritual discharges throughout the building. Many attendants crawled to the ground in trembling fear, bowing and praying toward the Long Hall in hopes that the flames of anger would not descend upon them.
The Long Hall remained sealed off. The time required for rebirth had long since passed, yet Golendel still had not appeared.
The air was saturated with the heavy stench of blood and the pungent smell of ionized air, while heat surged around the rebirth device.
One corpse after another lay around the rebirth device. One of them was still twitching and convulsing. Every corpse had the same face and was in the same condition—they wore expressions of anger and terror, while everything below their knees had been crushed to pieces by an indescribable cursed force.
No matter how many times he was reborn, the result was always the same. Even if he had just emerged from the biomass container in a flawless, blank body, the moment his soul was injected, the nightmare-like curse would take effect immediately.
Another Golendel stepped out of the final cultivation chamber. The rebirth device behind him issued a warning that its biomass reserves had temporarily been depleted. The body, perfectly proportioned and robustly built like a demigod hero from mythology, stood silently on the platform. Amid the maddening alarms, he drew a light breath, then sat directly on the floor.
The excruciating pain and terrifying sound of flesh being crushed arrived right on schedule. An intense weariness and despair even overwhelmed the pain this time.
A moment later, he reached directly toward his