Refining Sovereign Power

Finally, through Hermes's unyielding persistence and effort, that drop of Sovereign Power slowly took shape at the center of the Golden Space.

It radiated a soft yet mighty glow, like a miniature sun, illuminating the entire space.

Though not yet activated, he could sense the boundless energy within, terrifying enough to destroy heaven and earth.

It was only at this moment that Hermes could confirm that what the Golden Space had refined and condensed was indeed Sovereign Power.

A drop of muddy yellow Earth Sovereign God Power, containing terrifying might.

"Hahahaha~!"

An unprecedented sense of relief was suddenly born in his heart.

"Finally surpassed the original owner!"

Reborn into the Golden Mountain, seizing the fate that originally belonged to 'Hermes,' he couldn't end up worse than the original owner, could he?

Now, gazing at this drop of Sovereign Power in the Golden Space, Hermes felt somewhat relieved.

He couldn't quite describe the mindset.

Regardless, a surge of indescribable joy and pride welled up in his heart.

Hermes knew that possessing this drop of Sovereign Power would bring a qualitative leap to his strength and status.

Refining Sovereign Power—this wasn't something just anyone could accomplish.

Every powerhouse who could extract Sovereign Power from their Spiritual Sense was invariably a super-strong expert in the Supreme Plane.

With connections, with status!

Sometimes, just a single word or a token was enough to make people change color.

When Salomon took out Aiken's token, even Aliquin, a Seven-star Demon, hesitated to act rashly.

A man's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

If Hermes had the prestige of a super-strong expert, why would he need to specially acquire a Demon Medal to ward off disaster?

Of course, at certain times, the Demon Medal was still very useful.

Super-strong experts were too far removed from the bottom layers of Hell; wilderness bandits wouldn't recognize any super-strong expert.

Only a very few could have their fame break through the circles.

For example, Hermes—

In the current vicinity of Yilan City, his reputation was far greater than that of an average Seven-star Demon.

However, most had only heard the name Hermes, not actually known him.

Not only that, but Hermes's name carried no good reputation.

He was now the ultimate fat sheep in the surrounding bandit world, because news of the treasures sold at his Demon Castle had already spread like wildfire.

Suddenly, Hermes snapped his eyes open. In the Golden Space, the Sovereign Power gathered from billions of light points had stabilized.

It hovered there quietly.

With a thought, that drop of muddy, Yellow River-like Earth Element Sovereign Power instantly vanished from the Golden Space.

When it reappeared, it was suspended in his hand.

"Heavy, violent, yet able to remain absolutely restrained without release!"

Seemingly contradictory yet not conflicting!

Different traits were clearly revealed in this drop of Sovereign Power.

Feeling the endless power contained within this liquid, Hermes murmured to himself, "This is Sovereign Power... a terrifying treasure only a Sovereign can create."

A flash of firm determination passed through his eyes. "I will use it to usher in a new era."

"In the name of Hermes!"

"Since that's the case, let's swallow all of these!"

Hermes waved his hand, and all the Earth Crystals stored in that large Space Ring vanished instantly.

In an instant, The heavens and earth within the Golden Space churned, countless Earth Crystals shattered into nothingness. From each Earth Crystal, a light point automatically flew out, and countless light points turned into a spinning vortex.

As billions of light points rotated and converged within the Golden Space, they gradually formed small tornadoes.

But they weren't real wind.

Just elemental tides caused by violent energy surges.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"

Because he had dumped all thirty-something trillion Ink Stones at once, Hermes's mental burden this time was even greater.

But it was merely a burden, not something completely unbearable.

What descended into this Golden Space was only Hermes's consciousness, neither his soul nor his divine power. Even if his consciousness shattered, at worst he would simply be unable to descend for a short time—the actual impact on him was limited.

"Boom boom boom~!" The 'tornadoes' surged, each energy vortex containing unimaginably heavy power. "I can endure it. I even feel my willpower growing stronger." Excitement flickered in Hermes's eyes. He could sense this conscious power resonating with his heart, ready to unleash its full potential.

"Consciousness is also power!" Hermes extended a hand, gently touching the tornado vortex suspended in the Golden Space. "Boom boom boom!" The terrifying tearing force constantly wrenched at his consciousness, as if it would cast Hermes out at any moment. "No—steady!!" His words echoed through the air, like an ancient incantation awakening the power slumbering deep within his consciousness.

"Boom boom boom~!" With his voice and his wholehearted guidance, the small tornadoes formed from gathered earthen-yellow light points began to rise slowly, spinning around the center of the Golden Space. Their speed increased, and they eventually converged into a massive pillar of light. Within that pillar, countless light points coalesced into an earthen-yellow storm. Hermes took a deep breath. He knew this moment would be the turning point of his fate. He focused all his willpower on that pillar of light.

If he succeeded, Hermes's willpower would be greatly enhanced. He might even gain the ability to refine Sovereign Power in batches. If he failed, not only would most of the Earth Crystal be lost, but he would likely be reduced to refining Sovereign Power drop by drop.

"Rumble~!" The massive pillar of light trembled, then collapsed and contracted at an inconceivable speed into a small pillar of light. Within that small pillar, countless previously invisible light points became visible—this was the first aggregation. Hermes waved his hand, and those light points gathered again, turning into countless thin streams of light. The thin streams glowed earthen-yellow, spiraling through the Golden Space as if composing a symphony of the universe. Slowly, the earthen-yellow streams began to emit a faint pressure. That pressure grew stronger, eventually coalescing into three small droplets radiating an earthen-yellow halo.

The three droplets began to ripple in layers, resonating with the pillar of light. "Success!" Hermes grinned. "This time it felt even easier than refining a single drop." That was only natural! His willpower had just undergone a transformation under the intense pressure. Hermes felt his control over the Golden Space grow stronger. "Indeed, I can refine Sovereign Power in batches now!" He grinned.

"With these few drops of Sovereign Power, even against an Asura-level expert, I am confident I can win." Though most Asura experts also possessed one or two drops of Sovereign Power. But that was in the later stages of the Magic Universe. For now, Sovereign Power should be an extremely precious resource. That was his judgment. Hermes had already checked the intelligence records of Yilan City. He knew that in Azure Mansion on Blood Peak Continent, there was indeed a force called the 'Four Divine Beast Family.' But as for now— The Four Divine Beast Family had not yet reached that peak where everyone was insufferably arrogant. At the very least, the family's population was small, not yet swollen to the point of splitting apart and expanding into the Eight God Realms. For now, they only had branches in Hell and on the territories of the four Sovereign ancestors of Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind.