The bald master chattered incessantly, but Rod mostly let it in one ear and out the other.

Finally reaching the Spiritual Power Laboratory, the bald master stopped babbling and respectfully said:

"Lord Rod, please enter, this is the most advanced Spiritual Power Laboratory in the entire Trolian."

Rod stepped inside, and his eyes brightened instantly; above, below, near, and far, everything was glistening crystals, making him feel as though he had stepped into a world of crystal.

The bald master pushed a crystal bed over and let Rod lie down.

Soon after, he was surrounded by numerous crystal instruments.

White coats swarmed around him, making this setup more exaggerated than any previous spiritual power examination.

The bald master was as excited as a monkey, jumping around amidst the numerous crystal instruments.

"Top grade! Top grade!"

"High-level catalyst, open it, open it!"

"Lens, lens!"

A giant spiritual power panel was pushed over, blocking Rod's view.

Translators with glasses behind kept looking at the panel, writing like mad.

Exclamations rang out one after another.

"My heavens! Such a pure soul! It's like a newborn infant!"

"Absolutely perfect spiritual power data! No, this isn't data; this is art!"

"I've never seen such a unique Fire Spark! It's so peculiar!"

"This is the newly ignited Fire Spark; it's black, and from it, I sense horror, evil, viscosity, moisture, darkness, flexibility, and total separation, a destructive piercing, ahhhh, my inspiration triggered, its name, its name is Evil Tentacles!"

Rod almost jumped up in a flash.

"Nonsense!"

"Its name is Destructive Strike! I say so, and no one is allowed to change it!"

The translators stared at each other; it was clearly against protocol, but they did not dare defy the Fire Son's orders.

Moreover, this young Fire Son was the person who brought hope to Trolian.

The rustling sound continued, and the translators hastily changed its name.

This attitude was far better than the formerly boastful and arrogant behavior.

Fortunately, this Fire Spark had never appeared in history, so they only needed to alter the text in their hands.

——

After fussing for several clock hours, Rod's examination was finally completed.

The bald master provided a highly detailed spiritual power examination report:

Test subject: Rod

Spiritual Power Level: 13

Highest spiritual power strength: 40111 kilo-ke

Maximum spiritual power output: 8020 kilo-ke

Average spiritual pressure: 201 kilo-ke

Estimated total spiritual power: 807 units

Spirit resistance: Extremely strong

Soul purification ability: Extremely strong

Pollution level: 0%

Cursed: No

...

...

The report was long, with detailed specifics about each Fire Spark, the form of the soul, its stability, and even the distribution of soul mist marked clearly.

After Rod read the report, he suddenly noticed a problem.

"Master, why is my spiritual power strength 40 thousand kilo-ke? I remember Thirteen Level spiritual power should be 50 thousand kilo-ke."

The bald master smiled slightly and replied, "Lord Rod, fifty thousand kilo-ke is an approximate value, merely for ease of memory. The precise value is 46720 kilo-ke; exceeding this value qualifies as Thirteen Level spiritual power."

Rod frowned and said, "But I'm only at 40111 kilo-ke, right?"

The bald master's smile grew more apparent.

"Lord Rod, the sole exception for such a situation is that your spiritual power structure is too perfect. Whether in strength, output, spiritual pressure, or total amount, all are in nearly perfect proportion; the spiritual power resonance reached maximum efficiency, so the overall power it displays exceeds the 46720 kilo-ke spiritual power, thus, your spiritual power level prematurely attained Level 13."

Rod scratched his head, not expecting such a fortunate event, and further asked, "Then what about Level 14 spiritual power?"

The bald master answered, "140627 kilo-ke, but you need only surpass 133733 kilo-ke to advance to Special Level Combatants."

Rod felt a tightness in his chest, for the first time truly feeling the disparity between his power and Special Level forces.

No wonder in ancient times, when truly facing the dark battlefield, only those at Commander's level and above were suited to enter.

A Commander's spiritual power strength approached ten Twelth Level spiritual power Transcendents, thirty Eleventh Level spiritual power Transcendents.

The others weaker than that were numerous beyond count.

No wonder in Troli, only high-rank combat personnel were able to enter the outermost battlefield, which was deemed the true battlefield.

Internal combat was referred to as a security battle.

The area within the defense circle was called the Safe Zone.

The most dangerous enemies had long been intercepted in the outer battlefield.

Even more terrifying enemies, were blocked far away from Troli.

Rod took a breath in and asked further, "What about Level 15 spiritual power?"

The bald master answered, "423287 kilo-ke, you need at least 420 thousand kilo-ke of spiritual power to step into Monarch Level's domain."

Rod remained silent, shocked that Olivia's strength had reached such a stunning degree.

He always thought, though Olivia was strong, she wasn't much stronger than him; if he could just defeat her, when to fight again in bed, by what means to fight again, wasn't that all up to him?

Now it seems, this hope is quite slim, at least it hasn't reached this level yet.

Slowly then, first kill the King of the Deep Sea, see how strong the retrieved Star is, and then decide on the path ahead.

Rod exhaled, suddenly contemplating.

Unaware of the King's extent, unfortunately, he couldn't measure it.

The bald master also let out a long sigh.

"As of now, only a soul can possess such powerful spiritual power; no spiritual crystal can achieve this."

Rod's heart stirred, suddenly thinking of some questions.

He remembered, the conditions for becoming Monarch Level seemed not limited to spiritual power.

"Perhaps."

He tried to say.

"A soul can manage such powerful spiritual power because it controls the Source."

"The higher the positional level of the Source, the stronger the spiritual power the soul can control."

This statement was like lightning striking the bald master's mind.

He was stunned for a long time, then murmured, "Ah yes, why didn't I think of it? The key, the key is the Source!"

"Hahahaha!"

The bald master suddenly laughed heartily, grasping Rod's hands repeatedly saying.

"I know! I know! Lord Rod, you truly are a genius that emerges once in a thousand years!"

Having said that, he turned around and dashed away, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Leaving Rod standing awkwardly in place.

"Uh haha, everyone get on with your work, get on with your work."

Saying this, Rod slipped away, even forgetting to remind them to change the name of his new Star to "Destructive Strike," rather than "Evil Tentacles."

However, this was merely a trivial matter, quickly brushed aside from Rod's mind.

Unbeknownst to him, an unremarkable-looking translator was staring at his receding figure, eyes flashing with an odd light, his notebook filled with thick, black lines obscuring earlier notes.

But in the blank space at the bottom, three words were clearly written.

"Sin's Touch"

——

After leaving Mechanical Research Institute, Rod went to the Internal Affairs Court.

After greeting some old acquaintances, he met with the Judgment Chief, Lucian.

Rod informed him through another means about Amon's death, prompting him to take swift actions to overthrow Amon's subordinate Doomsday Sect.

After a brief discussion, they unanimously agreed it must be the Descender Sect.

Lucian immediately dispatched a large number of elite Judgers to conduct a raid on potential hiding spots of Descender Sect.

Sure enough, Descender Sect was in a leaderless chaotic state, utterly defenseless against the Judgers' assault, fleeing in disarray and disgrace.

The battle was not yet over, but the outcome was already foregone.

Lucian was overjoyed, unexpectedly eradicating another Doomsday Sect.

Now, besides the original Doomsday Cult, only the Survivor Sect remained.

Who could be their leader?

Rod was almost certain it must be another Ancient Evil Thought, but he was unsure where it was hiding.

Nonetheless, currently was not the time to deal with doomsday believers.

After leaving the Internal Affairs Court, Rod arrived at the soul forging master's tower.

After so much time, his Soul Weapon should have been completed.

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