Tower: Rebirth of the Absolute Demon-Chapter 59: Ch : The Ninth Circle

Ye Tian’s aura surged higher and higher, growing fiercer with each passing moment.

The oppressive weight of his mana pressed down on everything, making even the air tremble under its sheer intensity.

The Ninth Circle was a realm of unimaginable power, one that few could even dream of attaining.

In the history of this world, only one person... Michael Eviar, the legendary Archmage... had ever dared to reach this stage.

But even his achievement was shrouded in mystery and legend, as no records of how he survived the process existed.

"This power... it’s beyond mortal comprehension," Jamie whispered to himself, trembling as he knelt on the ground.

His gaze was locked onto Ye Tian, who was now radiating an unearthly brilliance.

"Is he really trying to...?"

But what Jamie... and the rest of the world... didn’t know was the true nature of the Ninth Circle.

The Eighth Circle was considered the pinnacle of magic, but it was also the limit of what a human heart could withstand.

Beyond this point, the strain of controlling such immense mana would cause the heart to rupture and explode.

Ye Tian knew this.

He had learned it through the ancient texts of the game... a hidden truth that no mage in this world had ever uncovered.

The secret to advancing beyond the Eighth Circle wasn’t about overwhelming your heart with mana.

No, it was about transcending your human limitations.

The Ninth Circle wasn’t just a protective layer for the heart.

It was a complete reconstruction of the one of the three fundamental aspects of human life... The body.

Ye Tian’s calm voice broke through the roaring winds surrounding him, though no one could hear his words.

"The Ninth Circle is about rebirth..." he murmured to himself.

"A new body... A new vessel strong enough to withstand the torrent of mana."

He closed his eyes and began to gather mana from his surroundings.

The dragon heart within his chest pulsed like a living star, feeding him an unending stream of power.

The mana surged through his veins, filling him to the brink. But Ye Tian didn’t stop.

He continued to draw more and more, pulling mana from the very fabric of the world itself.

The ground beneath him cracked and trembled, unable to handle the sheer magnitude of energy being siphoned from the earth.

Slowly, his body began to float.

The immense concentration of mana lifted him higher and higher into the sky, his form glowing brighter with every second.

A radiant light burst forth from his body, illuminating the battlefield below.

For miles around, the entire kingdom was bathed in that light.

The blood-soaked plains where countless nobles had perished... The countryside where commoners had fallen to the invaders... All of it was illuminated, every shadow chased away by Ye Tian’s brilliance.

The attention of every living soul was drawn to him.

Soldiers paused mid-battle, their swords frozen in the air. Survivors who had been mourning their loved ones stopped to stare in awe.

Even those who had lost their homes turned their tear-streaked faces upward, their despair momentarily replaced with wonder.

A gentle wind began to blow across the battlefield.

It wasn’t like the harsh, chaotic winds from earlier. This one carried a soothing warmth, erasing the stench of blood and burning flesh.

Instead, it brought with it the fragrant aroma of blooming flowers, a smell that hadn’t graced this land in ages.

The dead bodies scattered across the field began to lift into the air, floating as if carried by invisible hands.

Injured soldiers gasped as their wounds closed before their very eyes, their pain replaced with a strange sense of calm.

The fires that had engulfed entire villages were extinguished in an instant.

And the invaders... those who had brought death and destruction to this land... were not spared.

Without warning, their bodies were ripped apart in the blink of an eye, reduced to microscopic fragments that dissolved into the wind.

Their deaths were so swift that they couldn’t even scream.

It all happened in mere seconds. The battlefield, once a scene of despair, was transformed into a peaceful, radiant land.

Jamie’s eyes were wide with disbelief.

"What... What is this?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Above him, Ye Tian’s body continued to rise.

The light emanating from him grew so intense that it resembled a second sun, banishing the darkness that had plagued the kingdom.

"Incredible..." Jamie’s thoughts raced.

"This light... It feels... divine. Like nothing in this world could ever match it."

As Ye Tian ascended higher, the barrier surrounding the kingdom began to dissolve.

The once-impenetrable dome of darkness crumbled, starting from the top and slowly breaking apart piece by piece.

The light reflecting off its fragments created a breathtaking spectacle, as if the sky itself was shattering like glass.

Ye Tian hovered mid-air, his body enveloped in a dense, glowing layer of mana.

The mana began to reshape his very being.

His fragile, human physique... one that had always been his greatest weakness... was being torn apart and rebuilt.

The glow around him grew brighter, obscuring his form from view.

Inside the cocoon of light, Ye Tian smirked.

"Finally..." he thought, his voice calm despite the storm raging around him.

"A body worthy of this power."

The transformation began.

His once frail body became sturdier, stronger. His bones grew denser, his muscles more defined. His skin, once pale and unremarkable, took on a healthy, flawless sheen.

The changes didn’t stop there.

His black hair grew longer, shimmering like the night sky, while his eyes transformed into two infinite voids, reflecting the boundless depths of space.

As the light dimmed, revealing his new form, Ye Tian exhaled.

His bare body was now clothed in an instant, his attire materializing out of thin air.

The robes were simple yet exquisite... black, with intricate golden embroidery that depicted a coiled dragon.

These weren’t the robes of a mage.

They were the robes of a cultivator.

A golden dragon insignia shimmered across his chest, exuding an aura of majesty and dominance.

Ye Tian floated there, hovering in the sky like a god descending upon the mortal realm.

Behind him, a massive, black halo of mana began to form.

The ring’s size was immense, encompassing his entire body and radiating a power so overwhelming that it left everyone on the ground speechless.

Jamie could only stare in awe.

"He... He’s not human anymore. This is... something beyond us."

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