Chapter 638: Thousand Regions of Middle Domain
They stood before a towering mountain peak, and the view was nothing short of breathtaking. The skies above stretched endlessly, painted in hues of soft gold and pale lavender, with drifting islands floating lazily among the clouds.
From this vantage point, the world felt endless and divine. Max’s eyes widened slightly, not just at the beauty but at the feeling—thick, rich mana filled the air like a living ocean. Every breath he took seemed to pour strength into his body, refreshing him more than any cultivation pill ever could.
’It isn’t just that.’ He closed his eyes, and in that moment, he felt it—his four concepts, each representing a law he had spent years trying to understand, began to stir within him. They pulsed gently, resonating with the very air. It was as if the world around him recognized his path and welcomed it.
The sensation was surreal—his lightning, flame, space, and sword all aligning, reacting, syncing with the invisible rhythm of the Middle Domain. And in that moment, Max understood the fundamental difference between this place and the Lower Domain.
In the Lower Domain, the laws of the world were fractured, incomplete—mere glimpses of the true system that governed existence. There, it was like trying to solve a puzzle with half the pieces missing.
But here... here, the laws were whole. Complete. Perfect. He could feel the structure of the world embracing his thoughts, making comprehension flow easier, natural. He didn’t even need to sit in meditation—just standing here, breathing, was enough to begin grasping the next layer of truth.
It was precisely because of this overwhelming abundance of mana and the presence of complete natural laws that the people of the Middle Domain stood leagues above those of the Lower Domain.
Max understood now—it wasn’t just about talent or potential anymore. In the Lower Domain, no matter how gifted someone was, they were still shackled by the limitations of their environment.
Comprehending even a level one concept there required a medium—be it a treasure, a special inheritance, or something like the Tower of Truth—just to make sense of the fractured laws that barely held the world together.
But here, in the Middle Domain, the laws were woven seamlessly into the very air. All one needed to do was breathe, to sit quietly and feel, and the path to higher comprehension would begin to unfold.
Even someone like Drevon, who had reached halfway into the Master Rank could easily and truly reach that rank if he were to come to the Middle Domain.