Inside the secret realm, the Immortal King suddenly raised his hand, and in his palm, a mass of golden light slowly condensed.
The light was not dazzling, yet it radiated an indescribably vast aura.
It was the purest Spiritual Power, the very essence of a Heavenly Supreme's lifetime cultivation.
Within the light, countless fine golden runes could faintly be seen flowing, giving off a feeling like a spiritual charm that surpassed the Earthly Supreme level.
"Senior, this is..." Lin Langtian's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart began to beat faster of its own accord.
He could sense how terrifying the power contained within that mass of golden light was. It was a level he had never touched before—the origin power of a Heavenly Supreme!
"The Spiritual Power Divine Marrow cultivated over this seat's lifetime," the Immortal King said indifferently, his tone so calm it was as if he were talking about something trivial.
"After ten thousand years of suppression, the power within this Remnant Soul has already been mostly consumed. What remains is useless for this seat to keep. Rather than let it dissipate in vain, I might as well gift it to you. It can also be considered my final contribution to the Great Thousand World."
He looked at Lin Langtian, his gaze burning, like an elder about to depart on a long journey looking upon the junior he was proudest of. "Your current cultivation is only that of a Low Earthly Supreme.
"Although your foundation is deep enough for you to contend with a High Earthly Supreme, the gap in realm is ultimately a fatal flaw. Between Low and High lies a heavenly chasm. That is a qualitative transformation of Spiritual Power, a metamorphosis of the physical body, and an ascension of the Divine Soul. Not one of