Light Capital, on the Light and Dark Continent.
In a luxurious hall, Nihemo sat on a sofa, tapping his fingers against the coffee table, seemingly thinking about something, or waiting for something.
His eyes were slightly closed, but his entire body suddenly trembled.
With that shudder, his power slipped out of control, blasting the coffee table apart.
"This feeling..." Nihemo opened his eyes. "Has someone really cultivated the Sea Light Art to the tenth layer?
"But even so, why is the sensation so strong this time?"
Throughout history, few had cultivated the Sea Light Art to the tenth layer, but over a long enough span of time, there had still been some.
"Perhaps this is simply how it feels, and their descriptions were inaccurate." Nihemo suppressed the shock within him.
He was still young, only a little over a hundred years old. Measured against the limitless lifespan of a special lifeform like a Light Lord, he was very, very young.
Previously, when he spoke with other Light Lords, they had all said that if a lifeform reached the tenth layer of the Sea Light Art while within a Golden Ocean, that ocean's Light Lord would sense it.
But they had all described the sensation as faint, whereas this time, it was incredibly intense.
At that moment, Nihemo's heart was filled with anticipation.
Anyone with a domain could master the first nine layers of the Sea Light Art. However, the ninth level of the Light Domain allowed one to reach the ninth layer, while the ninth level of other domains only allowed one to reach the eighth. Only by comprehending the Law of Light could they reach the ninth layer.
The tenth layer, however, required compatibility.
Innate compatibility, supplemented by the compatibility gained from absorbing Sea Light Tears.
But in a