Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking

Chapter 797: Reckless Breakthrough?

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Today, Cedric decided to take a break from the mountain of paperwork…

Well, that’s not entirely true. He had his clone taking care of them. But he, personally, decided to leave his office and tour his territory.

It’s been quite a while since he last did so, and he wanted a break and to stretch his legs.

Cedric went out at a leisurely pace. He didn’t ask his bodyguards to follow him, saying that he won’t go out of the territory, so they shouldn’t worry.

This trip allowed Cedric to appreciate the progress that his domain has made so far.

He had five cosmic realms in his domain, and all of them were progressing quite nicely. His plans for them were going according to schedule, slightly early, even.

There was no need to worry too much about the security of the domain; they had taken care of that already. There were three more grand formations that had been launched after the first one, and there were plenty more to go. Moreover, the domain didn’t just rely on those formations; it has other traps and hidden weapons too.

Most of them are still being created, but it won’t be long until they’re ready to be deployed and hidden until an emergency arises.

As for his people…

The population of the Rising Sun Domain has been at an explosive rise. His subjects were multiplying at an alarming rate, but Cedric wasn’t concerned. There’s enough space to occupy them, so why stop?

There’s also the constant stream of nomads choosing to settle down and become permanent citizens of his domain. He bought their loyalty through generosity and security, something that they couldn’t refuse; that’s why the population had been increasing.

However, the progress that Cedric was most excited and happy about was, of course, the progress of his own people.

The Primitive Scarlet Dust Realm, his home, one that he plucked out and saved from the forbidden zone, had been doing really well lately.

With his wives and children becoming genuine Immortals of the Primitive Universe and governing the realm from the inside, progress was fast and smooth.

The Void Barrier, the one that’s acting as a filter for the harsh and primal atmosphere of the Primitive Universe, had been steadily relaxing its coverage, allowing more primal air to leak into the realm, slowly but steadily changing it, making it more complete.

Currently, it isn’t as uncomfortable as it was to stay in his home world anymore because of this. Obviously, it could still be better, but this was already great progress.

Through these changes, the upper limit of life evolution was raised within his home world. The chancellors were already aware of this, of course, as he had informed them ahead of time.

The Chancellors themselves have made decent progress. They too are close to becoming true Immortals of the Primitive Universe and could often be found strolling outside of the Void Barrier to get more used to the primal air.

It won’t take long, just another century, and the Void Barrier won’t need to filter the primal air anymore. His homeworld would become a legitimate cosmic realm of the Primitive Universe, not an experimental one.

As for the Void Barrier itself, it won’t be discarded. It’s too useful to get rid of. It’s improving simply by consuming the primal air of the Primitive Universe. Give it enough time, and it’d be just as effective a defense as the grand formations Cedric laid all over the realm.

Overall, things are going exactly as Cedric planned, and he couldn’t be any happier and more content. This just needs to go on, and eventually everything will fall into place.

But while he was admiring the progress of his plans for his people and his domain, Cedric felt a prickling sensation at the back of his neck that made him feel alert.

In an instant, his relaxed expression disappeared, replaced by a cold and calculating one. His eyes sharpened and gleamed with a golden hue as he stared above, catching a glimpse of something truly outrageous.

“Hey, hey! Aren’t you being a little too impatient? Isn’t it too early for this?” Cedric couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

What did he see? It’s the shadow of Urek—one of the Human Sovereigns—rising above all else.

His phantom was so huge that it might as well span the entirety of the Heavenly Star Chaos Realm.

In Cedric’s eyes, Urek’s phantom was magnified. He could see shackles around his temples, neck, hands, midsection, and feet. These were the restrictions that appeared to everybody once they reached a certain level in their life evolution.

These shackles were the very things that they needed to break in order to reach the Primal Origin Lifeform Realm, because getting rid of these shackles was the sign that they’re free from being beneath the Supreme Will. It means that they could stand shoulder to shoulder with the collective consciousness of the primitive universe as a whole and not lose out to it.

Of course, doing so was incredibly difficult. Time isn’t the only factor here; there’s also potential, fate, destiny, willpower, accumulation, and finally, a wildcard: luck.

If one wants to break these conceptual shackles, any of the factors above cannot be lacking; yes, it also applies to luck.

Because rising at the same pedestal as the Supreme Will is not an easy or simple feat. It’s a monumental achievement. It’s a road filled with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

It’s also the greatest chance for humanity to become a supreme race. If one of the Human Sovereigns were able to transcend, they would no longer have to fear the Horde. Their golden age was practically guaranteed.

But, like what was stated earlier, this was easier said than done. The Supreme Will won’t make it easy for them.

No. It won’t flat out reject or kill them. For as much as the Supreme Will was temperamental, it’s also somewhat fair to all. It will test the challengers hard. If they can make it through the test, good for them; the Supreme Will welcomes a comrade with open arms. Fail, and they would be left to deal with the consequences.

That’s it, plain and simple.

But see, the thing is, Cedric thinks that Urek was being too hasty and anxious.

It hasn’t been long since they went out of the Unstable Heavenly Realm, just fifty years to be exact.

The Human Sovereigns had been in seclusion since, digesting their gains from that place. And although 50 years wasn’t a very long time, it’s but a pause to the overall lifespan of the Human Sovereigns.

Cedric thought that it’d take at least 200 years, minimum, of their seclusion before any of them made an attempt at a breakthrough. It was a fair estimate, actually.

But now? Only after 50 years? That is way too early!

Before Cedric’s glittering golden eyes, he saw Urek’s gigantic phantom struggling to free itself from his shackles.

Obviously, the Supreme Will was alarmed by this, and it woke up from its slumber.

Cedric almost heard it grumbling in dissatisfaction before summoning a heavenly tribulation, one that made Cedric’s scalp tingle in fear.

This was the test of the Supreme Will. Endure this all-crushing and annihilating heavenly tribulation while also breaking the shackles, and the Supreme Will would welcome Urek with open arms as a comrade.

Although this movement was large and extremely high-profile, in truth, only a handful of people sensed it happening, Cedric obviously being one of those people.

As for the others, they have no idea about what’s going on above their heads. They couldn’t see or feel any of this happening, so it’s business as usual for them. No burdens, no show to watch.

Despite his abject horror of how difficult the challenge was that Urek had to go through, he forced himself to watch. He owed that much to Urek, he feels.

Cedric watched as Urek resolutely endured. He could see his phantom writhing in pain and suffering, yet he didn’t let out a single whimper of pain or misery.

Or maybe he just couldn’t hear it.

Either way, Cedric continued watching, and as he did, his face turned grim.

The shackles that bound Urek’s phantom were too solid. That, including the inhuman torture he had to endure with the heavenly tribulation, and Urek’s state rapidly declined.

It took him an entire week of enduring everything before he managed to break one of the shackles he had, the one around his temples.

Breaking that single shackle nearly took him everything he had. Although Urek did feel comfort finally, the tribulation and the restriction of the shackles remained.

He fought to the bitter end, but in the end, he failed.

The huge phantom dissipated before Cedric’s eyes, head bowing in defeat and exhaustion.

Urek’s breakthrough failed.

Cedric knew that Urek lived despite that; however, he’s gravely injured for sure. Nobody could endure that torture and walk away with their head held high.

That attempt should’ve nearly killed him. It was luck that stopped him from dying.

Seeing this, Cedric shook his head, unable to prevent feeling disappointment about this.

“It wasn’t worth it; why were you so anxious?”