On the third day after the Federation's founding ceremony ended, Heaven Dou City gradually returned to peace.
The Soul Tool Divine Tower continued operating day and night. The Federation Council completed the election and seat allocation for its first assembly, with Heaven Dou, the Star Luo Empire, and Spirit Hall each holding one-third of the seats. The five Divine Kings and Bibi Dong jointly served as Federation elders. Everything seemed to be on the right track.
But Lin Chen knew that everything had only just begun.
On the night of the ceremony, he returned to the quiet chamber on the ninth floor of the Soul Tool Divine Tower, preparing to sort through the power that had flooded into his body when the Federation was established.
The moment he closed his eyes and focused, his entire body jolted.
An unimaginable force surged toward him like a tidal wave from every direction.
It was invisible yet real—"fortune" and "faith."
The Federation's establishment had made the countless billions of living beings across the continent part of the same community of destiny.
They jointly acknowledged this Federation and its founder, and so boundless fortune converged upon Lin Chen.
It was more than Soul Power. It was the recognition and response of the entire world's will.
His Soul Power began to soar. Level ninety, level ninety-five, level one hundred.
Level one hundred was the threshold for mortals to become gods. Ordinary soul masters who cultivated to this point needed to undergo a Divine Trial and condense a Divine Position before they could cross it.
But Lin Chen was different.
He was the inheritor of the Creator God's Inheritance. His Divine Position had long awaited awakening within him.
That barrier was as thin as a cicada's wing before him. Without even pausing, he smashed straight through