The Painter's direct intervention at that moment had given him a deeper understanding of her true combat strength once again. Unlike when she had descended into Aivier's primordial source of chaos, she had used only that wisp of power she had given him as a medium, yet even with such a tiny avatar, she had utterly overwhelmed the Nightmare King and his companions.
Perhaps this was her true strength when she got serious.
It was fair to say that, had that projection of calamity not kept her pinned down and unable to break free, the power she had displayed would probably have left her without a single rival in the Dream World.
Over the countless years from the Old World to the present, she had grown far, far stronger.
From a distance, the densely packed jailers had already spotted Lynn waiting there.
"Lynn..."
Some jailers murmured, still unable to believe it even now.
They had only received the news a short while ago, and only then had they learned that Lynn had long since left Hell.
But how could they have imagined that, in such a short time, he would single-handedly wipe out every Polluter force in the entire Divine Realm?
His current strength made them tremble.
"You're here."
Lynn's eyes blazed as he watched the Jailer Army blot out the sky, coming to a halt several hundred meters ahead of him.
The surging chaotic colors gradually turned into azure clouds.
Within those clouds, an azure figure manifested.
"I already know what happened. That calamity has retreated from my side. From that moment, I knew you had succeeded. You liberated the primordial source of the Main Universe."
Lynn gazed at her and said:
"This power is so strong that I don't believe you lacked the strength to take the Divine