The Abyssal Fire outside the Demon Emperor Palace burned so intensely it appeared black, with five Demon Kings burning inside it. They showed no signs of pain. Instead, their auras surged, rapidly recovering. In mere moments, their injuries were fully healed, and their power grew stronger than before. The Gloom Demon King was at the peak of level 92, only half a step from level 93. Now, he found himself on the verge of breakthrough. It wouldn’t be long before he evolved into a mid-tier Demon King. As the flames receded, the Demon Emperor’s voice echoed, "You’ve done well this time." The Gloom Demon King lowered his head, teeth clenched, "Unfortunately, we failed to kill Lin Moyu." The Demon Emperor said calmly, "He hid inside Shenxia City and took control of the Thunderclap Tower. It’s no surprise you couldn’t kill him. We’ll wait for another chance." The Fire Sprite Demon King rasped, “Demon Emperor, we will seek another opportunity to fulfill your will.” Though reluctant to leave the fire, the five didn’t dare to disobey. They departed without protest. After they left, a faint voice stirred from deep within the Demon Emperor Palace. "The Fire God’s fire… where did he acquire it?" "And the poison in Darkfiend King City, it contains the Poison God’s aura." "Could they still be alive?" The Demon Emperor fell silent, lost in thought, the questions lingering without answers. The Thunderclap Tower was the heart Shenxia City stood the Thunderclap Tower, and the Thunder Core was the heart of the tower. Inside the Thunderclap Tower, Lin Moyu witnessing scenes long forgotten via the Thunder Core. There, recorded within the Thunder Core, was the true history of Shenxia City—one unknown to the human race. According to these records, this land had once been a barren wasteland overrun by monsters. At its center was a colossal creature, a world rank boss of at least level 80. Then, one day, a city appeared in the sky. It wasn’t large, but when it descended, it crashed into the wasteland with devastating force. Every monster, even the world rank boss, was annihilated instantly. The city lay in ruins, damaged yet still brimming with overwhelming power. To kill a world rank boss in an instant, it could be nothing less than extraordinary. After landing, the city rooted itself into the land, drawing energy from the earth to repair its wounds. Over time, the city began to shrink. From its center, the Thunderclap Tower slowly emerged, broken and barely intact. After countless years, both tower and city were fully repaired. By the time their repair was complete, the city had shrunk to a tenth of its original size—becoming the Shenxia City of today. In the process, the surrounding land was transformed as well. Thus was born the only city in the lower layer. After countless years, the city amassed vast reserves of energy. A thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Shenxia Empire arrived, and the city became known as Shenxia City. But before that, others had discovered this place. However, none had been able to enter. This was knowledge long buried in the folds of history. Lin Moyu grew increasingly certain: there was a rupture in human history. Something earth-shattering must have happened in the distant past. “Even such a powerful city was once reduced to this state.” “It’s incomplete, yet still this powerful. If it were whole and fully awakened… could it stand toe-to-toe with the Demon Emperor?” Anticipation stirred within him. But with his current strength, that time was still out of reach. After viewing the historical records, Lin Moyu exited the Thunderclap Tower. Outside, he encountered Feng Xingjian and two other figures. "Greetings, Seniors." Lin Moyu said respectfully. God-level powerhouses deserved reverence. After all, most God-level powerhouses had been forged through trials of ice and fire. Lin Moyu’s courtesy was met with equal respect. But when they noticed the three-star godly general badge on his shoulder, their expressions sharpened. Lin Moyu had once slain the Fire Demon King, which could be said the Fire Demon King had brought it upon himself by foolishly entering a dungeon where much of his power was suppressed. Now, Lin Moyu had risen to the rank of a three-star godly general, which meant he had since defeated at least two more God-level powerhouses. It was an extraordinary achievement, one that proved he had the strength to go head-to-head with God-level powerhouses. But the most shocking part wasn’t just his strength—it was his level. Lin Moyu was only level 53, yet he already possessed such overwhelming power. If he underwent his third class awakening, or ascended to God-level, how terrifying would his power become? The three God-level experts were visibly stunned. Their minds raced as they looked at Lin Moyu with even greater respect. They chatted with him for a while, their attitude friendly, with not a trace of arrogance. When time finally ran out, they had no choice but to return to the deep layer. Only after they left did Feng Yiming breathe a sigh of relief. Unlike Lin Moyu, he couldn’t stay composed in front of three God-level beings. The natural pressure emanating from them alone was suffocating. Feng Yiming said quietly, “Godly General Lin, the Demons may have failed this time, but they’ll surely return. Please be careful.” Lin Moyu nodded, “I’ll stay a few more days, until the Primordial Rune fully fuses. Do you know where the Primordial Space is?” Feng Yiming shook his head, “I’m not sure. I’ll have someone look into it.” “Thank you, Commander Feng.” For the next few days, Lin Moyu remained in the city, not venturing anywhere. It was a mysterious place, its current form merely a shadow of its former glory. Contrary to historical records, it hadn’t been built by the Shenxia Empire. Its origins stretched far beyond even that ancient era. Lin Moyu longed to see the city restored to its true state. He sat quietly on the ground, feeling the city’s pulse. The city was absorbing energy from the earth, slowly accumulating power. Even after more than 1,000 years, the gap to be filled was still vast. The Thunder Core confirmed it—the city still needed an immense amount of energy. Lin Moyu’s heartbeat gradually slowed, syncing with the city's rhythm. The city’s pulsing echoed in his mind. He breathed, and his heart beat in tune with the city. Beneath the city, a vast and intricate formation stirred. Then, a mark emerged from the formation and entered his spirit world. At that moment, Lin Moyu sensed he had been acknowledged by the city. Just like the founding ancestor of the Shenxia Empire 1,000 years ago, who was only allowed entry after receiving the city’s recognition. Though still faint and elementary, the recognition granted him significant benefits. The first benefit was that he could now return to Shenxia City instantly from anywhere in the Immemorial Battlefield—no item required. Whether in the deep layer, the upper layer, or even a secret realm, he could teleport back to the city in an instant. This gave him an unprecedented sense of security. With the city's acknowledgement, Lin Moyu realized he was almost untouchable within the Immemorial Battlefield. Several days later, the glow of the Primordial Rune gradually faded. The 10-day trial period had finally ended, and the rune began fusing with Lin Moyu. Across the city, countless eyes watched as the red beam slowly disappeared, their gazes filled with admiration. There was no envy—everyone knew Lin Moyu had earned this. His strength was beyond question. As the last trace of red light vanished, a symbol emerged on the back of his right hand, representing the Primordial Rune. [Acquired skill: Focus Power] [Focus Power: the host gains all skills and part of the attributes of designated summons for a period of 5 minutes. Cooldown 60 minutes.] After carefully reading the explanation for the Focus Power skill, Lin Moyu couldn’t quite judge its power. However, since it was a skill granted by a Primordial Rune, it certainly wouldn't be weak. Lightning Deathwings unfurled on his back, and Lin Moyu swiftly flew out of the city.