"What?" The mist-like entity didn't understand what Apollo was trying to say, but instantly, it felt something was wrong.

Bang!

The soul space of Apollo's mind suddenly seemed to explode, and a blank yet vast soul space seemed to be enveloped by a dark sky.

And within that dark sky… something emerged.

A black sun—no, a black hole.

The moment it appeared, the ancient entity—so boastful just seconds ago—fell completely silent.

It seems to be unable to move and couldn't help but feel terror; it, an ancient entity that seems to have forgotten fear, now somehow regained that feeling.

"What is this?" It couldn't believe what it was seeing and why the hell such a terrifying thing exists in this human mind.

"See, I told you you come to your end on your own. I have to say that not many people can walk into their own death like this." Apollo's sarcastic remarks continued."

But at the moment, the ancient entity couldn't care less as it felt the long lost absolute terror, something it had never felt since it was born. From the beginning, it was always at the top of the food chain in the universe, but today it met something that made it feel insignificant.

Then, suddenly, black chains came out of the black hole and instantly caught the intruder.

The ancient mist-like entity that was just cocky had now instantly become a helpless prey caught by a hunter.

"No!!!" It roared, but no matter what it did, it couldn't even gather any strength; he was like a bug being crushed by an elephant.

The chains held him tightly, and slowly, he was pulled towards the black hole.

"Wait—no, human! Stop this! I can make you far stronger than you could ever imagine!" it roared, its voice trembling.

All the pride it once held as an ancient powerhouse of unprecedented strength crumbled into nothing. For the first time, it felt true despair—because it knew that if the black hole devoured it… It would truly cease to exist.

He had survived unknown eras, even after his body and soul were destroyed and scattered across the universe, but it still wasn't enough to kill him. Yet, right now, he was truly going to disappear.

Even if he had other fragments of soul scattered across different dimensions and universes, it would still not save him, as he felt the black hole contained a terrifying power of causality, and everything about him would end; he would be erased from space-time itself.

"Stop, human! I'll give you treasure—a Sovereign-level treasure! Stop… stop it!"

It continued to roar in desperation, its voice cracking as panic took over.

But Apollo did not budge—not even for a moment. In truth, he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to. He still knew nothing about the system within him.

To the ancient entity, every passing second felt like an eternity. Slowly, inevitably, it was dragged to the very edge of the black hole.

Everything fell silent. There was no explosion, no struggle—only a terrifying calm.

And then, it was devoured.

"Nooooo!!!!!"

And it was finally devoured, leaving behind nothing, and Apollo's soul place returned to calm as if nothing had just happened.

Apollo watched everything silently, and he himself felt a chill seeing how easy this was and couldn't help but look at the black hole-like thing in his mind.

Although the system always helped him, how can he sleep knowing something this terrifying is within him? The ancient entity was definitely a sovereign, yet it was still nothing to the system.

Even he still cannot see the true depth of his system.

But he didn't get much time to think about this, as every bit of the ancient entity was devoured by the black hole within his mind, the voice of the system rang in his mind.

[Intruder eliminated. Energy is being fed back.]

In the next instant, it came.

Like a tsunami, waves of energy surged through him, crashing violently within his body and soul.

First, it was soul, as most of the system absorbed from the ancient entity was soul. His soul was already strong, but it quickly became even more terrifying. The soul essence feedback by the system was so much that he felt his soul might explode, but he held on.

His soul seemed to be torn and healed multiple times, and like forged metal, with every destruction, it will emerge stronger next time. This process continued for some time and finally seemed to break an invisible barrier that made him feel like the world had changed.

His view of the world seemed to have completely turned as he seemed to feel or see rules with his naked eyes, and he immediately knew his soul had reached a supreme level.

But this was not the end. It was only the beginning.

As his soul broke through, fragments of understanding flooded his mind—insights into the laws, profound and overwhelming. At the same time, his cultivation, which had just reached the half-step Transcendent realm a few days ago, began to surge, showing clear signs of a breakthrough.

Everything happened quickly as Apollo didn't have any time to be prepared, as this breakthrough suddenly came.

While Apollo was experiencing major changes, outside, the situation had also changed.

The moment the mysterious finger within the altar was devoured, the frozen space-time resumed its natural flow.

And among everyone present, only Seraphiel was the first to awaken, finally able to move once more.

Seraphiel was shaken, but he was a peak second-order transcendent and quickly calmed down. He was confused as he didn't know what had just happened after Apollo destroyed the Altar.

But the moment his gaze fell upon Apollo, his expression froze.

Shock surged through him.

At that very instant, a terrifying wave of energy erupted from Apollo's body. It was overwhelming, uncontrollable—and unmistakable.

Apollo was breaking through.

He from surprise, went ready to attack, as how can he let him break through right in front of him. Not to mention, he was concentrating his mind on breaking through and could not stop his attack.

It was a perfect opportunity, but just as he was about to attack, Apollo burst with the same light and dark aura similar to his, which made him stop.