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Chapter 1060 - 741: Ascension to Godhood

Tower of Trials.This towering, exaggerated structure is currently attracting everyone’s attention.

At its pinnacle, nearly all high-level combat powers of the Night Watcher are gathered here.

Alyris, the Tower Master, several Giant Dragons, Raelia, and others are all present in this realm.

On this colossal platform above the clouds, Kana stands at its center.

The entire platform is wholly covered in Silver, transforming into a peculiar maple forest composed of silver trunks and blood-red leaves — the Silver Wood Blood Maple Forest aptly illustrates the current appearance of this area.

In the center of the platform, an enormous tree rises from the ground.

Kana has his eyes tightly closed, suspended in mid-air, with blood-red threads hanging from the tree entwining his body, making him appear like a manipulated marionette.

Six Divine Spears of various colors quietly float behind him, while the Frost Lord is not beside Kana at this moment but is held by Alyris.

After all, under the current circumstance, this Weapon is not suitable to participate.

"To become a god... Kana has really left us far behind," Raelia couldn’t help but mutter as she gazed at the scene on the tree.

Once upon a time, her power was on par with Kana’s, but now, an insurmountable chasm had appeared between them.

Several massive Giant Dragons sat quietly around, their gaze focused and unwavering.

They were both safeguarding this ceremony and seizing this rare opportunity to observe and learn.

One must know, these are formidable beings of Level Fifteen. The Earth Dragon has long stood before the Divine Gate; other dragons are more or less advancing toward the Divine Platform.

Take the Undead Dragon, for instance; it has already vaguely glimpsed the door leading to the God Realm.

For powerhouses of their Level, observing Kana’s deity ceremony offered invaluable insights and experiences.

Though other Legendary powerhouses merely watched quietly, this scene alone provided them with gains.

After all, such a scene is extremely rare.

Most deity ceremonies are conducted in utmost secrecy.

After all, whether enemies or companions not wholly trustworthy might tamper with a deity ceremony.

However, Kana seems completely unconcerned about this.

Emotionally, he has unwavering trust in his companions; from a rational perspective, interfering with his ceremony offers no benefit and, instead, endless troubles.

At this moment, the blood-red threads on Kana’s body began to slowly lift.

The previously half-suspended Kana, as if drawn by an invisible force, straightened his body and was steadily suspended in mid-air.

The ceremony officially began.

In an instant, everyone’s expressions became incredibly solemn.

The Silver Wood Blood Maple Forest swayed by itself in the windless air, those blood-red leaves rubbing against each other, producing rustling sounds, as if whispering mystical stories.

A Silver arm suddenly shot out from the ground, followed swiftly by more and more Silver arms emerging, quickly filling the entire forest densely.

With the appearance of these arms, they unearthed one Silver Puppet after another.

These puppets resemble humans, seemingly unremarkable at first glance, but as they slowly advanced, blood-red threads traced unique patterns upon them.

With steady steps, they gradually moved toward the central tree.

Subsequently, dense blood-red threads cascaded from the tree branches, forming a heavy curtain with their abundance.

These threads softly entwined around the puppets, binding them tightly, then slowly lifted them. The puppets were staggered in height, layer upon layer, with Kana positioned at the top.

Silver liquid continuously surged from Kana’s chest, like an endless stream of water, enveloping Kana entirely, ultimately forming a massive Silver egg.

Those observing below held their breath in rapt attention, silent and still, even unconsciously softening their breathing, fearing any disruption to this sacred ceremony.

The Silver egg floated in mid-air, with numerous threads draping over it, crisscrossing and sketching countless complex patterns. Upon close inspection, these patterns resembled vivid murals, elaborately depicting every detail of Kana’s journey up until this moment.

Tremendous energy began to converge here.

This energy emanated from beyond the world, an overwhelmingly powerful force the world itself could not resist, originating from the mysterious and vast Star Realm.

The Star Realm was bestowing its blessing upon the one on the verge of godhood, pouring immense power continuously.

The surging energy flowed in like a tide, making the surrounding air incredibly thick, a noticeable resistance when people moved their arms.

The surrounding energy grew so dense it seemed about to solidify. Indeed, this Magic Power has already begun to condense into a thick liquid.

Magic Power continuously accumulated, coagulating into concentrated liquid form along those blood-red threads, slowly dripping onto the Silver egg.

As each drop of Magic Power merged, the blood-red images on the surface of the Silver egg began to glimmer with a gentle light. The vivid blood-red hue, contrasted against the Silver, exuded not the slightest hint of malevolence, but rather an odd, sacred aura.

More and more Magic Power gathered here, converging continuously like rivers into the sea.

Finally, a vortex of Magic Power formed on the surface of the giant egg, spinning madly, absorbing the Star Realm’s endless energy.

The Star Realm’s energy continued to infuse, yet the surrounding air transitioned from merely thick to suffocating.

Because all Magic Power was being drawn into the central giant egg.

The entire surface of the Silver eggshell was gradually shifting from material form to a pure energy creation.

And those puppets suspended amid the branches, staggered in height, began undergoing strange transformations amid such high-energy baptism.

"Clang!"

A crisp metallic collision rang out abruptly, piercing through everyone’s soul, causing a collective shudder among all present.

A blood-red rune enveloped in mystery emerged on the Silver egg’s surface, then instantly melded within, vanishing.

Perhaps others could not understand the meaning of this rune, but those Giant Dragons saw it clearly.

This rune symbolized the authority of Power, a compelling proof of deity, representing mastery of Rules, also known as divine office.

As this mysterious force integrated, the surrounding turned into a Magic Power vacuum instantly, with any trace of Magic Power vanished into nothingness from the air.

The Silver Wood Blood Maple Forest below dissipated quickly in the wind like a phantasmagoric dream, ultimately blending into the Silver egg.

Atop the entire platform, only the central massive tree stood steadfast.

The puppets suspended by threads swayed slightly in the breeze, staggered in height, as if performing a silent dance.

And the immense Silver egg at the very top also began showing apparent changes.

The top started to melt first, the dissolving eggshell seemingly compressing gradually before disappearing completely.

Emerging first was Kana’s head. At this moment, Kana’s face exuded a sacred and dignified aura, his once jet-black hair entirely turned silver-white, with tips tinged with streaks of blood-red.

At the center of his brow, a striking blood-red line vividly appeared.

As the melting continued, Kana’s body gradually came into view.

The perfect muscle lines, like a sacred masterpiece intricately crafted by the most excellent artist, displayed unparalleled Power and beauty at every turn.

When this perfect form was entirely revealed to the eyes of all intelligent beings, the same word emerged unbidden in their minds — perfect.

This is the perfect body of a god.

Kana slowly opened his eyes.

In his golden pupils, a hint of blood-red lightly gathered, Silver radiance faintly flickering within.

His eyes were not devoid of emotion; reason did not suppress his sentimentality. He remained his true self.