The Primordial Record

He may have lost out by losing his Soul but he had a worthy replacement in the form of his consciousness pillars and Knowledge Well.

Rowan had left only two consciousness pillars for his use when outside battle, it was more than enough.

He went to the side of Eva who was watching both the massive numbers of Angels of Char, the Divine Tree growing in the distance, the enigmatic City of Sheol, and the dazzling amounts of Soul Crystals that represented an oncoming upsurge in their strength.

Her breathing was rough as she did not expect this amount of improvement in the short time that Rowan was sleeping.

Calling her to his side, Rowan began to outline the plans he had for his growth.

The first on his agenda was to grow his own personal power. He was in the second Great Circle and for an average Dominator that would be he was in the first of the three realms which was the Spirit Territory Realm, after that was the Incandescent Realm, and finally the Proclamation Realm.

For a normal Dominator, this was the start of a grueling journey to ascend through the Realms. They would have to gather various exotic resources to build their Territory, like magical earth, alloys, or even living creatures.

This second Great Circle was also called the Great Equalizer, for building your Territory did not require much talent on the part of the Dominators, only good luck and a lot of resources.

If you were lucky enough to reach the Second Great Circle with bad talents, then with enough riches, you would be able to grow your Territories until you ascend through the Realms to the Peak of the Second Circle.

If you were lucky enough even without riches, you could come across great treasures that would propel you through the Realms in the blink of an eye.

This was the generally acceptable method of growing your Realms as a Dominator, but there was a second method that was considered taboo.

Rowan only learned this due to the fact that even at this moment, he had ten Angels inside the Great Families of Trion, where they funneled information to him.

This method was taboo because it only worked on members of the same bloodline. This method was devouring the Territory of others.

This could only be used on members with similar bloodlines and Pathways, ultimately their Territories no matter how different it was on the surface still belonged to a single bloodline from their primogenitor.

There were risks to such activities, but if a Stronger Dominator had a robust will, they would be able to devour the Territories of those weaker than them.

Rowan allowed this information to pass through his mind while looking at the Sea of Darkness below him. The vast Sea was an indicator he had stepped into the Spirit Territory Realm.

For him to grow stronger, he would need to deepen the level of this Sea while also expanding it. His Realm would be said to be fully completed when the edge of this sea had touched the endings of his Mental Space, only then could he ascend to the Third Great Circle.

Yet he knew that he could also immediately ascend to the Third Great Circle this very instant. His foundation was not the best for now, but it was beyond what any Dominator could ever hope to achieve.

Even in his base state and his Territory at its lowest levels, his foundation was stronger than millions of Dominators placed together.

But this was not enough for him. He was not a Dominator, and as he got stronger, he was not just an Empyrean any longer, he was something much older. He was becoming a Primordial.

If he was ever to reach that level, then he could not take any shortcuts in his foundation. He would complete every single level completely.

This task before him was monumental, for it was even difficult for Rowan himself to locate the edges of his Mental Space. With each evolution of his Bloodline, his Mental Space grew.

If he did not find a way to quickly grow his Territory, it was very possible he would be stuck in the second Great Circle for a million years or more.

He had a short cut but Rowan doubted it would do him much good with the amount of Soul Crystal that he had, but in order to check if his thoughts were correct, he brought out a Soul Crystal and placed it over the Endless Sea.

Using Knowledge Well, he focused his will on the form he wanted the Soul Crustal to take, and he held that image so firmly in his mind it could as well be reality.

Crushing the Soul Crystal that possessed a million soul points inside it, he let it drop into the Sea.

There was a long span of silence as if nothing was going to happen, and then a massive wave that was more than a thousand feet tall surged up from the position he dropped the Soul Crystal.

Billions of gallons of the Primordial Sea of Darkness were produced out of seemingly empty air. The commotion continued for ten minutes before it stopped.

Rowan Knowledge Well had captured every single drop of water that was produced and it gave him the figure of one hundred quadrillion gallons.

This was a spectacular amount of water, enough to fill up a hundred rivers, it could almost be called an ocean of water, but for Rowan, this was just a drop in the bucket.

It was not so long ago that he was celebrating the fact that he had more than five hundred Soul Crystals, and now this number was no longer impressive.

How many Soul Crystals would he need to reach the peak of the Second Circle? A thousand would not do, ten thousand? One hundred thousand?

Would there be enough gods in the universe to satisfy his needs?

This was just for one of his Bloodlines, what about when he began upgrading his second one and took both of them to the Third Great Circle, would he need millions of Soul Crystal to even make a dent in his upgrade?