The Primordial Record

Vraegar's abilities were enigmatic, and Rowan built it in a manner that would take advantage of all the advantages of his powerful Empyrean body.

His scales were harder than Davross, gearing closer to the density of his Empyrean Adamant with every day that passed, his claws were sharp and his movements were swift, he would be a force of devastation when he attacked, and so Rowan saw no need for the Dragon energy attacks to do more of the same thing, instead it was to focus on other things, namely spirit, and vitality.

Vraegar energy-based attacks were not destructive, instead, they acted as a form of devouring force that consumed energy, vitality, and even Spirit.

When Vraegar's blow had clashed against the Tribulation, it did not fight fire with fire, and it appeared that it had been destroyed, but that was far from the truth, instead, it went the opposite route and absorbed the energy from the attack.

This attack was all the energy the Tribulation had to spare and it began to disperse. The dragon roared his victory to the heavens and eyed the palace in the distance, pride in his eyes for conquering his Tribulation before the gaze of his father.

Vraegar suddenly groaned as his scales began to split, from out of nowhere a profound sense of power and incredible vitality flooded through his body. These all came not only from the Tribulation attack he just absorbed but also from the feedback from the universe, for surviving his Tribulation.

He was essentially gaining more than ten times the benefits to be gotten from a Tribulation, and this energy was enough for him to break the boundary of the Fourth Supreme Circle, even after he had suppressed his growth to the limit, there was nowhere for all this power to go, and he had to ascend.

Vraegar began to curl into a massive ball, and his tail and wings covered his torso and face, as the temperature of his body dropped to below zero.

His eyes were slowly closing when he saw the figure of his father appearing beside him.

Smiling weakly at his father who patted him on the snout, he struggled to open his mouth, but the change coming over him was swift and he could hardly move. Rowan's reassuring smile was all it took for him to relax.

'Of course, my father understands my accomplishment. I can finally be of use, and not those feathered chickens, I shall become the Herald of his rise, and one day my father shall depend on me for victory. Hehehe…that day is surely coming. My wings shall cover him and keep him safe.'

Vraegar's fantasies ran deep, but suddenly a sense of threat so profound it nearly froze his heart shrouded him, and his consciousness began to flee as he fainted from pure panic, but before he fell into the darkness of unconsciousness he saw it.

His Tribulation Cloud that stretched for thousands of miles was beginning to dissipate, and through it he could see something behind, much higher in space, it was another descending Tribulation, and if his own was the size of a house, what followed behind it was the size of an entire planet!

Vraegar dimly realized that there was only one person in existence that such a Tribulation could come for–His Tyrannical and unmatched father.

Even in the depths of unconsciousness and vast changes ongoing inside his body. The dragon was smiling, even as a single tear fell from his eye, 'When can I become like you?'

Rowan swept his hand, and a burst of Telekinesis quickly dispersed the remnants of Vraegar's Tribulation Cloud, and he moved Vraegar's evolving body into the Divine Palace.

He grinned at the enormity of his current Tribulation as he was expecting something like this, he rubbed the Tower of Greed in his hand in anticipation of what was to come.

From the knowledge he collected about the powers in the universe, one of them was about Tribulations, and he knew what he had done with the Tower of Greed was unprecedented.

There had been other individuals in the long history of time who sought to return and change the past, some had succeeded, but there was none like him who could bring the future back into the past.

It was normal that the amount of Tribulation-Power consumed when a genius ascended was different, as they were more powerful than the average Tribulation contenders and so the universe responded by making their Tribulations more powerful, but the benefits they gained were also more abundant.

This was important to note because every Tribulation you went through left a mark, and the more Tribulations you surpassed, the next ones would be more powerful than the previous. This was to prevent someone from abusing the system and depending on Tribulations for quick growth in power.

This mark also recorded the power of the Tribulation you surpassed, ensuring there was no way for anyone to cheat the system, and so a genius would receive increasingly more powerful Tribulations, and if he could survive them, they would get more powerful.

So the race was on. If the genius could live long enough and survive long while keeping his power at a level that was greater than the next Tribulation they would be challenging.

This was a lesser-known fact, but Telmus was such an individual. But Rowan had no way of knowing that at this time.

Even if two people had received the same amount of Tribulation, the gains they would end up receiving would be quite different.

Rowan had devoured an entire Tribulation of its power, even a Supreme Genius like Telmus would have collected thirty percent of a Tribulation Energy at most.

Vraegar who had just gone through his Tribulation had consumed only twenty-eight percent of the Tribulation Energy, and although the Tribulation Mark left behind on his body was great, how could it compare to Rowan who had devoured the entire thing?

With the knowledge about the power systems of the universe he collected from the Ancient Library, his understanding of Intent grew deeper, and he soon realized that his Berserker Intent which was at the Black Grade when he reached the Immortal Stage was a misnomer.

Anyone else who reached the Immortal Stage of the Berserker Technique received a Yellow Grade Intent and not the Black Grade Intent he got, Rowan could only ascribe this reason to the fact that he devoured the Tribulation in its entirety.

Recall that there were five grades to Intent, Yellow, Black, Silver, Platinum, and Purple.