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Chapter 465: Chapter 465 Laws
Perhaps due to the materials consumed, Beginning and Lily were now four and three levels higher than his previously strongest undead, respectively.
Clearly, both the quality and quantity of materials used during their evolution had made a difference.
But even beyond that, seeing their current strength reassured Michael. With this kind of progression, he was confident: evolving his undead would eventually take them to Rank 3 without question.
If he had once been unsure about Lucky reaching that threshold, he certainly had no doubts about Beginning or Lily now.
Of course, with the material Michael had prepared for Lucky—the Poison Wyvern Blood Essence, taken from a beast just shy of Rank 3—even Lucky wouldn’t be lacking after evolving. From Level 25 to Three-Star Extraordinary rank, he should be more than strong enough.
Before beginning the evolution process, knowing the kind of commotion Rank 3 evolutions might cause, Michael had taken extra precautions. He instructed Lucky and Prince to reinforce the vine dome surrounding their camp.
As they worked, Michael couldn’t help but feel grateful that he had left the capital far behind. Even here, deep within a remote forest in a distant region, he had gone out of his way to find a secluded clearing rarely visited by others.
If he hadn’t... a certain princess—one strong enough to match a Rank 3 awakened—would probably be hounding him by now.
Once the dome was further reinforced, it still wouldn’t suppress energy waves, but at least it would conceal the blinding light of evolution.
Satisfied, Michael turned to Lucky. He gently placed the box containing the Poison Wyvern Blood Essence in the beast’s mouth.
And without hesitation—
He began.
One by one, he evolved all five of his chosen key undead.
Unfortunately, it took only a few seconds for Michael to realize—Rank 3 wasn’t like the previous ranks.
It was something entirely different.
Had someone experienced like Teacher Brian been with him, even he would have been shocked. Right before Michael’s eyes, five law seeds were beginning to take form—something that held countless cultivators back for years due to the sheer difficulty of comprehension.
Laws.
Difficult to explain. Elusive to grasp. But in simple terms, they were fragments of the universe’s foundational rules—supernatural principles that governed all existence.
This was why, at a certain point, cultivators could rival awakened beings. Not always, and not in every case—but once laws came into play, the gap between them and Awakeners or undead began to narrow dramatically.
To comprehend a law was to claim a piece of the universe’s truth—to make it part of yourself and wield it as your own path.
Take Brian, for example.
He had once comprehended a fire-based law—one that earned him the infamous title The Mad Phoenix. The "mad" part had more to do with his personality, but the power? That came from his law.
The Law of Eternal Embers.
It was the cornerstone of his fearsome strength.
Unlike ordinary fire laws that focused purely on destructive force, the Law of Eternal Embers embodied persistence—flames that would not die, burning forever. It was both creative and destructive, consuming everything in its path with no end in sight.
The flames birthed from that law could not be extinguished by natural means. Only the wielder himself—or someone with a higher-tier law—could snuff them out. They devoured not only matter, but energy as well. Whatever they touched turned to ash—utter and complete erasure.
Even a casual strike using a law could rival the strongest spells an average rank 2 Awakener or cultivator could cast.
That was why Rank 3—or its cultivation equivalent—was often considered the true dividing line.
The beginning of transcendence.
And Michael undead ... had just taken their first step across that threshold.
Inside the vine dome, all sense of peace was shattered.
The air twisted.
The ground trembled.
The very space seemed to groan beneath the pressure—an unnatural weight that had no place in this world.
Michael’s eyes snapped open. His undead were screaming.
Beginning and Lily convulsed like wild beasts. Their monstrous bodies crackled with power as the light of evolution warped their forms, reshaping them from the inside out.
Michael had never seen anything like this.
The energy they released wasn’t just intense—it was threatening.
Even with his vastly increased power, he felt something almost or perhaps beyond his control.
And that was when the worst happened.
A surge of energy burst outward from Lily—no, from all five of them.
A pulse of raw, condensed power exploded inside the dome. The vines creaked violently, some tearing at the edges. The air distorted. The mana around them howled as if dragged into a vortex, warping in unnatural spirals. The space itself shimmered—rippling like a disturbed pond.
Michael’s face paled.
If he didn’t act now, his other undead would be destroyed.
Not by an enemy—but by his own undead
"Unsummon—!" Michael barked, snapping his fingers.
One by one, the other undead vanished in a burst of black mist.
Michael didn’t even pause to catch his breath.
The dome was collapsing. Not physically—but spiritually. The mana within the area was being torn apart by the five evolving undead still present. Threads of space twisted unnaturally, the very air humming with unstable frequency. Cracks shimmered across the ground like spiderwebs of energy, pulsing with chaotic light.
It was no longer just evolution.
It was devastation.
"Damn it...!" Michael muttered, his face drenched in sweat. He shielded his eyes as blinding light surged once more from the center—where Lucky, Beginning, Lily, Prince, and Gale were all undergoing a transformation that defied every standard he knew.
Even now, he couldn’t fully see their forms.
The energy cloaked them like a storm of colorless flame, shifting between hues.
They weren’t just advancing.
They were claiming something.
And then it happened.
A silent pulse swept through the entire forest—no sound, just pure force. Birds scattered from miles away. Monsters howled in alarm. The earth fell deathly still.
The evolution was complete.
The light vanished as quickly as it came, and in its place, five figures stood—or hovered—unmoving. Their new forms radiated strength, presence, and something else...
Something higher.
Before Michael could even react, symbols flickered into existence in front of his vision.