Rod nodded and glanced at the Obelisk. The numbers on it refreshed once more:

Soul Strength: 1,011.7 million

Soul Star: 15

Humanity: 142.5 million

Divinity: 2

Soul Without Spirit: 16.2 billion

Within the Obelisk: 1 unit of Strong Source, 3 units of Source

Soul Altar: [Light King's Soul] [Incomprehensible Chaotic Spirit] [Nether River Banshee's Soul]

Spirituality: 3.31 million

Source Energy: 63

Storage: 14.31 million units of Soul Residue, 1 Flower of Humanity, 6,133 units of various Soul Trait Blocks, 112 units of Nightmare Material, 1 Shield of Darkness, 1 Prison Spirit, and more.

Special items: 7 Guardians of Darkness, 1 Stone of Chaos

Source Material: Dark Abyss, Extreme Abyss Gas, Abyssal Fragment

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Not bad.

Soul Without Spirit has reached 16.2 billion again, enough to sustain the consumption of the Book of Knowledge for a while.

Spirituality has reached 3.31 million units, enough to sustain the Book of Knowledge, dolls, and the Book of the Future for ten generations, more than sufficient for consumption in other areas.

The excess spirituality, Rod is temporarily unsure of how to use, so he has set it aside for now.

Divinity is down to only 2 points, in a state of severe scarcity.

He must quickly obtain divinity; it is of utmost importance.

Whether it's to deal with the impending invasion, potential dangers in the Spirit Realm, to ignite stars, activate Star Souls, or to create powerful Dream Creations, all these require divinity.

Without divinity, he can't take a single step forward.

Rod clenched his fist.

I must hurry back to Trolian.

Humanity is my greatest support, the foundation of the Dream Realm's existence.

At this moment, Rod profoundly realized this.

No matter what the Dream Realm is, it must have countless connections with humanity.

I must become stronger, let this warmth exist eternally in this cold world.

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In the depths of the Dark World.

Trolian's expedition team successfully passed the Ancient City, the Black Fog Wall completely dispersed, the Blank area no longer exists, and special monsters have all scattered.

The area has returned to normal; the black fog evenly covers the Sword Edge Mountain Range, without a trace of abnormality.

But Liszt discovered with disappointment that they did not find the influence of the Holy Fire behind the Black Fog Wall.

And here is already 3,800 thousand yards from the Trolian Royal City, which is quite deep in the black fog, unsuitable for human habitation if they go deeper.

Could it be that the Fire Kingdom Saint Reel does not exist?

The White Sect, Aurora Research Group, and Adam Yareel are not here?

Long-standing experience told Liszt not to jump to conclusions; they needed to look further ahead.

But a feeling of disappointment inevitably permeated among the expedition team, to boost morale, Liszt led them to plunder the Divine Tower of the Ancient God's malevolence once again.

With the experience from last time, this action went incredibly smoothly, and the commander skillfully looted all valuable items in the Divine Tower, while recounting the previous experiences to them.

The strange and wondrous process captivated everyone, with exclamations and gasps ensuing.

Gray-haired Peibela sighed lightly: "It's hard to believe this little one who became a Fire Holder just over a year ago is now so powerful."

The Red Queen, clad in a crimson robe, raised her brow: "Isn't Misha the same?"

"No, no, he's different, uh, Misha is very unique too, but their differences are different."

Jelaba laughed: "Bella, are you speaking in riddles?"

Peibela blinked softly, the crow's feet at her eyes visibly emerged, yet her demeanor looked youthful.

"My tongue is clumsy, but you understand my point, little Rod is exceptional; his differences are very unique even among other emerging talents."

Jelaba smiled: "Perhaps, but they ultimately are human, our comrades, they are young like the waves behind tides while we are the waves ahead... I've already felt the strength from the waves behind; they are much stronger than us! That's good, proving Trolian is getting stronger, our future brighter."

The Red Queen sighed: "Indeed, I have a premonition that the number of Commanders in the Royal City will increase rapidly, perhaps as Luo Weiya said, all the geniuses in human history are erupting at this moment, Rod might not even be the strongest, our era, these old timers, it's about to pass."

Jelaba glanced at her charming face, neck as white as a swan, finally resting his gaze on her towering position.

"Red Queen, I remember you're quite young too, at least twenty years younger than me."

The Red Queen snorted:

"But we're all old-timers of the same era; soon, the younger generation will surpass us, press us down."

Jelaba rubbed his chin.

"Hmm, once you describe it like this, I suddenly feel a little unwilling, too bad my Spiritual Energy has difficulty advancing to level sixteen, and Strong Source is out of reach, Red Queen, you seem to still have a chance?"

The Red Queen's expression became somewhat dejected.

"I've run out of Star Source, my Spiritual Energy has stagnated again. Olivia is truly lucky, I can't step into Monarch Level like her."

Peibela comforted: "Red, we'll find Horror Castle and acquire new Star Source."

"Hope so."

As they chatted, they looted the Divine Tower empty.

After once again reading the text atop the Divine Tower, everyone regained confidence in finding the new Fire King City.

Leaving the Divine Tower, Liszt and the three Fire Sons led the team to continue heading southwest.

The journey ahead was pioneer work, slowing down the pace, but the team's configuration was exceptionally extravagant this time, accelerating the pioneering speed compared to before.

They traversed marshes, mountains, hills, plains, crossing deserts, gobi, and mountain ranges. Under the combat power of three Fire Sons, nothing could stop them.

Thus they moved another 600 thousand yards southwest, consuming most of their supplies, nearing the critical limit.

They had to return.

Yet they still hadn't discovered traces of the Fire King City.

Liszt suggested returning, but Jelaba insisted on moving forward a bit more.

Peibela and the Red Queen agreed with his suggestion, leaving Liszt to comply.

Initially, they did not harbor much hope, until they crossed a mountain range.

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Trolian.

Eastern Fortress.

The testing of the Spirit's Curtain continued.

Horus, Dalin, and the Bald Master immersed themselves in this monumental task, nearly forgetting the passage of time.

Just then, an order from the King arrived in their hands.

"Have Rod return to the Royal City to prepare to support the expedition team??"

Horus and the Bald Master almost jumped up.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"At such a critical time, how can Rod leave?"

Dalin took a drag from a cigarette, calmly reciting the content of the command.

"They discovered traces of the Fire Kingdom Saint Reel."

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