Chapter 538: Emperor’s Domain
’This Black Sun inheritance... I underestimated its potential and strength,’ Max thought as he sat motionless before the totem, his mind abuzz with newfound clarity.
Now that every thread of its essence had been unraveled, now that he had taken it into himself and engraved it into the roots of his soul—he knew.
He understood the Black Sun inheritance not just in theory, not as some handed-down legacy from a bygone era, but as something that now belonged to him.
And with that understanding came a revelation that sent a chill down his spine: this inheritance, silent and subdued as it appeared, was more terrifying than the explosive power of Flame Tyrant.
It wasn’t as loud. It wasn’t as destructive in a single punch. But it was absolute. If the Flame Tyrant burned a battlefield to ash, the Black Sun simply turned the entire battlefield into its throne—and made everything kneel.
’It took me four days to master the Flame Tyrant inheritance,’ Max mused, recalling the sweat, the dozens of trips in and out of the Dimension of Time, the clash with the phantom bearer of the inheritance. ’But this... this took a week. Seven full days of endless cycling between the totem and my Dimension of Time, dismantling every concept, interpreting every pulse of law hidden in its core.’
He could still feel the weight of it pressing against his soul, not as a burden—but as a mantle. A crown.
And then he thought of the ability the Black Sun had granted him. That ability—its ultimate expression.
A thrill ran through him like lightning.
His heart pounded. Not from fear. Not from nervousness. But from anticipation.
’Let’s test this inheritance,’ Max thought as he slowly rose to his feet, the pressure of the Black Sun still lingering around his form like a quiet storm. Without looking back at the totem, he turned and strode out of the dome, footsteps calm, steady, but every step laced with the newfound weight of authority that now radiated from within him.