Chapter 595 -531: The 9th Tier “Soul Master
Night had fallen, and Nasir City was delicately enveloped by a profound darkness, as if the whole world held its breath in anticipation of the sacred moment soon to unfold.
Every window along the streets glowed with a soft, warm light, each ray carrying the endless hopes and devout prayers of the citizens of Nasir.
Although television had been invented, only a select few in high society could afford it, and most families in Nasir City still relied on radios or newspapers for outside information.
At this moment, every single person was aware of one thing.
That was, the “pillar” of the Fischer family, the legend of the Cyart people, the strongest among the Dawn Church, the “Death God” feared by all enemies…
Mr. Chris Fischer was about to ascend to the Ninth Tier of the God Pantheon stairway!
In fact, because of the level of knowledge dissemination, all those who were not Blood Receivers had only a superficial understanding of the God Pantheon stairway, naturally, the core secrets could not be spread to the public.
Nevertheless, that did not hinder the prayers for Chris.
For the people of Nasir City, they had virtually grown up listening to various heroic tales of Chris Fischer, and maintaining and worshiping him, a “living saint,” could even be said to have become a “political correctness”; anyone who dared to insult Chris would provoke public anger, and their entire family would risk death and injury.
Tonight, the hearts of everyone in Nasir were tightly linked by the ceremony soon to arrive.
They knew that on the edge of the city, the legendary Chris Fischer stood at the threshold of fate, prepared to face an unprecedented soul trial.
This was not only a test for him personally, but it was also the hope for Nasir City and the entirety of Cyart!
The air was infused with an ineffable solemnity and tension, as even the breeze seemed to become cautious, and the citizens closed their eyes and meditated at home, silently blessing the mighty one who was about to embark on his journey.
The bell of the Dawn Cathedral, built over the last thirty years, echoed in the night sky, melodious and deep, each strike as if recounting the legends of past heroes and appearing to commence the evening’s ceremony.
On the dining tables in every household, although dinner was ready, most people had lost their appetite, their thoughts already drifting to Fischer.
The Ninth Step on the Path of Tranquility was named “Soul Master.”
In the assortment of steps traditionally aligned with assassins in the Path of Tranquility, “Soul Master” was a special step designed for spellcasters.
And the ceremony to ascend as “Soul Master” was essentially a great test of the Extraordinary Exponent’s soul and spiritual power.
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The ceremony demanded that the Extraordinary Exponent delve deep into the mysteries of the soul, to grasp and harness the power of the soul, with the goal to achieve a deep understanding of, and… control over, the soul and consciousness.
At this very moment, the members of the Fischer family had already set up a soul trial ceremony site in the Dawn Cathedral of Nasir City, according to the contents described in the Divine Oracle.
Chris stood within it, and he was about to confront his own inner fears, desires, and obsessions.
Felix, Christine, and others watched him nearby, and then the ceremony finally began.
The trial took the form of dreams, illusions, and mental attacks, beginning to test Chris’s willpower and his ability to control soul power.
A series of bizarre scenes flashed before his eyes: at times he was in the midst of a blazing battlefield, surrounded by the moans of comrades and the sneers of enemies; at other times, it transformed into a peaceful and serene countryside, family gathered around, but beneath that warmth lurked secrets and betrayals unknown.
Each dream was so vivid, most would struggle to tell if they were memories, fantasies, or present reality; the surges of emotion swelled in his heart, continuously testing Chris’s will and faith.
As Chris struggled to free himself from these turbulent dreams, a web of illusions noiselessly enveloped him.
The surrounding darkness suddenly came to life, taking various shapes: huge monsters roared and lunged, their sharp claws and teeth flashing cold light; beautiful women tempted him, their words filled with sweet traps; and ancient sages scrutinized him with profound gazes, posing soul-piercing questions one after another.
As Chris struggled indistinguishably with the illusions, an invisible force suddenly struck like a sharp blade cutting through his consciousness, intending to shatter his thoughts into disarray.
Amidst the pain and chaos, Chris felt as if the whole world was against him, his own thoughts no longer under control.
However, at his darkest moment, a hidden flame in the depths of his cold heart was ignited.
That was Chris’s long-standing love for his family, loyalty to his friends, steadfastness in his faith, and the yearning for self-transcendence.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, allowed his heart to return to Tranquility, and with a strong will built up a mental barrier.
Deep within, Chris heard his own voice:
“Persevere.”
“Fischer… can only be borne by you…”
Eventually, the dream shattered, the illusion dissipated, and the mental attack receded like the tide.
When Chris opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a brightness, surrounded by soft light.
“It’s already morning, father.”
Christine, seated in a wheelchair, breathed a sigh of relief and said, “It seems you have successfully passed the first trial of the ritual. Shall we immediately begin the second trial?”
Chris simply nodded calmly, without speaking.
After passing the recent spiritual trial, he took out the Eternal Stone and began to merge it with his own spiritual power, greatly enhancing the Extraordinary Exponent’s mental strength.
Next, he closed his eyes and began to expand his consciousness to a broader dimension, the Spirit Realm, dreams, and even the depths of other people’s hearts.
If one did not have a profound understanding of the concept of “soul,” it would be absolutely impossible to conduct this ceremony. Only the truly strong could succeed.
Having met the above conditions, Chris began the final Soul Control Ceremony, silently merging his mental power with his Soul Power and using it as a medium to control and reign over the souls of others.
He started to guide the spiritual power within him, surging yet obedient under his will.
The soul, like a dazzling star, became brighter and more resilient under the nourishment of this power.
The ritual gradually reached its climax. Chris’s eyes suddenly burst open, and brilliant light shot from them, piercing the sky to connect with the stars above.
The tearing sensation brought by the fusion of mind and soul felt as though it would tear him into countless pieces!
Finally, he took a deep breath, and his entire being became light and ethereal. The spiritual power and soul within intertwined in a marvelous way, unfolding like an exquisite scroll within consciousness.
In a deafening roar, Chris’s spiritual power and soul fully merged, and a dazzling glow burst forth around him, illuminating the entire church as if it were broad daylight!
“The ceremony is complete!”
The members of the Fischer family were ecstatic. Chris had completed the ceremony, and with the offering of the Eternal Stone as a sacrifice, he could now step onto the Ninth Tier of the God Pantheon stairway!
As the first ray of Dawn pierced the night, Nasir City welcomed a new dawn.
Having undergone a lengthy and mysterious empowerment process, Chris’s figure in the morning light appeared extraordinarily grand, as if merging with the whole world, radiating an indescribable mystical aura.
His gaze, like the profound sea, was calm yet full of strength. With each blink, stars seemed to twinkle within, revealing his deeper understanding of the world.
The image of the Ninth Tier “Soul Master” in the Spirit Realm is that of an old man surrounded by numerous souls.
His physical condition and Spiritual Power had tripled compared to the Eighth Tier. Yet beyond mere numerical values, more important was the complete integration of soul and mental power, evolving Chris’s very soul.
His soul began to differentiate increasingly from that of ordinary humans.
Heavenly Enlightenment, also known as the demi-god level, was without doubt named for a reason; Chris’s soul was now more indestructible than his body!
As the “Soul Master,” he had also gained a very powerful Extraordinary trait, “Soul Master.” So long as sufficient Spiritual Power was consumed, any soul or the deceased must obey the commands of the “Soul Master.”
No matter how powerful those souls or the deceased had been in life, unless they were Divine, they could not escape the control of the “Soul Master.”
The scourge of the dead had been over for decades. If the current Chris were to go back to that time, he could easily resolve the entire disaster with a mere glance, making all the undead bow in fealty.
The people of Nasir City came out of their homes one after another and were shocked and awed by the sight.
Chris, standing in the sky, had an aura that was beyond comparison to his past self; he was an existence that transcended the mundane and neared the divine!
“That is Lord Chris of the Fischer family!”
“Great Dawn, great Lord of the Lost! He looks so divine!”
Children widened their eyes with curiosity and awe as they looked at him, implanting seeds of dreams in their hearts, while the adults all bowed their heads in reverence, knowing this mighty figure was the guardian of not just Nasir City but the entire Eastern Continent.
Soon, every corner of the Eastern Continent, as well as the Cyart people, were discussing Chris’s transformation.
Meanwhile, in Nasir, Chris gently closed his eyes, his innermost being clearly sensing one thing.
The remnants of the Gods’ power had finally completely dissipated…
The Ouden Continent, no, the entire Claud World’s legends of apocalypse began to stir… They knew that the Fischer family and the Dawn Church were rapidly becoming strong and that they must quickly eliminate this dreadful thorny existence!