The sky of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane was forever dark red.
When Benjamin stepped out of the spatial teleportation array, the smell of sulfur rushed into his face.
He paused, took a deep breath, and his expression suddenly relaxed.
He was back.
Now that all the necessary preparations had been made, it was time to prepare for secluded cultivation and his breakthrough.
Though that was what he said, over the next three days, Benjamin did not enter seclusion. Instead, he first cleared away the backlog of affairs that had piled up over the years, one by one.
The operational data of the Black Giant Incubation Pool, the blind spots in the Nest Information Network's coverage, the Dao soldier legion's training reports from the past few months, the growth reports for Incense Divinity Path followers in various regions—
Rather than returning to his office, he sat on a stone platform beside the Incense Divinity Path's main altar, leafing through the reports one after another. After reviewing them with his spiritual power, he set them aside.
A Black Giant Priest serving as an assistant had stood beside him for half the day, watching Benjamin work with slight concern. In the end, he could not help asking, "My lord, aren't you planning to rest for a while?"
"Ah, it's fine. This is my rest."
"—Yes."
Hearing that, the Black Giant Priest assistant did not try to persuade him further.
On the evening of the third day, after finishing the last report, Benjamin set down the Magic Network Terminal.
He sat by the stone platform for a long time, doing nothing but looking at the six secondary towers gradually rising in the distance.
Benjamin had ordered the Black Giants to build these secondary towers to aid his breakthrough. Flames of different colors burned atop