Genius Noble With System
Chapter 273: Meeting Mysterious Entity

Chapter 273: Meeting Mysterious Entity

This mysterious seed attracted his attention, as this should be the award for facing those grey flame lotuses. The seed should be quite special, as it seems to be protected by the lotuses and seems to have a very mysterious aura in it.

It hovered silently, pulsing gently with a rhythm that felt almost like a heartbeat. The oppressive aura of despair and death was gone, replaced by a strange, mysterious tranquillity that enveloped the space.

He extended his hand, hesitating for a moment as he studied the seed’s mysterious surface. Its shell shimmered faintly with an iridescent sheen, shifting between hues of grey and black. Strange patterns adorned its surface, resembling ancient runes, but their meanings were unknown to him.

The faint warmth of the Golden Sun Flame flickered within him, as though afraid of it. But he wasn’t going to stop; he reached out and grasped the seed. The moment his fingers closed around it, a surge of energy coursed through him, making his body tremble.

The seed felt alive, its faint pulse syncing with his own heartbeat. The mysterious aura emanating from it seeped into him, carrying a mixture of life and death energies. It wasn’t oppressive like the grey flames had been—it was balanced, harmonious, yet undeniably powerful.

It slowly seemed to enter his soul and seep deep into him. At first, he was a bit afraid as he didn’t want anything unknown deeply connected to his soul, but it didn’t seem to harm him anyway; in fact, it slowly started to release a mysterious power that made his soul feel warmth. His soul also started to show signs of strengthening and growth.

Apollo closed his eyes, focusing inward as the changes unfolded. The seed’s energy wasn’t just passive—it actively nourished his soul, strengthening its foundation and expanding its capacity.

He could feel his soul growing denser, more refined as if being tempered in an invisible forge. Every fragment of its essence seemed to resonate with the seed’s dual nature, integrating seamlessly.

"This..." He murmured, his voice filled with a mix of wonder and disbelief. He had always known that for his soul to be strong, he needed to go through countless trials, but this sensation was unlike anything he had experienced before.

The seed’s energy was not only strengthening his soul—it was awakening something within him, unlocking a deeper understanding of the mysterious balance between life and death.

His Primal Cosmos Meditation Technique activated instinctively, guiding and steading the influx of energy. The seed’s mysterious aura intertwined with the cosmic spirit energies he cultivated, creating a unique resonance that rippled through his body and mind.

For a brief moment, Apollo felt as though he were standing at the edge of an infinite abyss, staring into the profound mysteries of existence.

As the transformation continued, he began to notice subtle changes. His perception of the surrounding space sharpened, as if every particle of energy, every whisper of life and death, was laid bare before him. His connection to the Book of Death deepened, and he could sense its dormant powers stirring in response to the seed’s integration.

The Book of Death seemed to evolve as he felt its strength many times, and with it, his law of death also seemed to be improving rapidly.

80%... 81%... 84%...

It didn’t stop until it reached eighty-nine per cent, reaching the peak level World realm of law. If he can go just one level, he will reach the controller level, which is also the requirement for warriors to break through the Void God level to transcend the mortal level completely.

Sometime later, everything calmed down as the seed seemed to be firmly fused with his soul. He opened his eyes, but just as he did that, the space around him slowly started to shatter; the barren land and sky seemed to crack like glass and disappear right in front of him, leaving him in utter darkness or emptiness.

Apollo stood still, his breathing steady yet his mind turbulent. The profound changes coursing through him left a lingering intensity in his senses.

The barren wasteland and cracked skies were no more, replaced by a vast void of endless darkness. No stars, no light—just an all-consuming emptiness that seemed to stretch forever.

He instinctively tried to probe the space with his spirit sense, but it was like trying to grasp at the water in a clenched fist. The void resisted definition, evading even his strengthened perception. However, amidst the emptiness, he felt an eerie calm, as if the void was not a threat but a waiting presence.

Suddenly, the void began to stir.

Faint lights appeared one by one, forming mysterious patterns that combined themselves into existence. These lights converged at a single point in front of him, condensing into a swirling sphere of brilliant, colourful light. It hovered silently, radiating a mix of divinity and infiniteness, its presence commanding yet gentle.

Apollo stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. "What the fuck now?" He whispered as the orb pulsed gently in response, its light illuminating his sharp features.

A deep, resonant voice echoed within the void, neither male nor female, carrying a weight of timelessness.

"Hmm, interesting why you had an aura of time that doesn’t belong to the current flow of time."

His eyes narrowed slightly at the voice’s cryptic words. "Aura of time?" He murmured, his thoughts racing. He was shocked as he absolutely knew what it meant, as he had guessed he wasn’t from this timeline.

He was millions or billions of years from his original time, but the shocking thing was that something or someone was actually able to feel that was too shocking for him. All of this made him feel anxious as he didn’t know what mighty being the ball of light orb was.

Apollo’s sharp gaze fixed on the radiant orb. In his mind, a storm of thoughts appeared.

The orb pulsed faintly, its swirling colours shifting as though reflecting his inner turmoil.

"Ah, so you understand," the voice said, carrying a subtle hint of amusement. "You are a remnant of a time of distant future, cast adrift into a flow that is not your own. Fascinating."

He clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to remain calm. But he felt anxious and afraid, but he suppressed it. Although whatever the entity was exuded an aura that felt different he ever felt, it was ancient and boundless. Yet he couldn’t afford to show weakness.

"Who—or what—are you?" He demanded, his voice steady despite the tension in his chest. "And how do you know about me? About... the aura of time?"

The orb’s light dimmed for a moment, as though contemplating his question. "Who I am is of little importance. What I am... perhaps less so. Consider me an observer, one who dwells outside the flow of most comprehension. As for how I know you..."

The orb shone brighter, its colours becoming a blinding cascade. "Time leaves its mark, mortal. And you carry the imprint of an age so distant that even I must strain just to perceive it. Such an anomaly cannot go unnoticed."

Apollo’s heart pounded in his chest. He forced himself to steady his breathing, keeping his emotions in check. "If you’re just an observer, why bring this up? Why tell me any of this?"

The voice chuckled softly, a sound that sent shivers down his spine. "Because your existence intrigues me. A thread so out of place, yet tightly bounded into the fabric of this era. What is your purpose, I wonder? And who has such power to send you here?"

"You had to know time is one of the supreme rules that is already most difficult to control; even sending someone into the future or past for a day or two is already difficult, not to mention sending you into such a long distant past from the future."

"Even the mightiest being, one who understands the rules of time to a very high degree, must still face the consequences of altering it. The more someone affects the past or the future, the heavier the price they must bear. There may be a few who can withstand the consequences of shifting ten or twenty years into the past or future, but your case is beyond belief."

"The effects of tampering with such vast stretches of time and space are unimaginable. Your actions could alter the course of billions of years, and such a burden is not something anyone could endure. I can hardly believe that anyone could achieve such a feat—how could something so incomprehensibly powerful even exist?"

Apollo’s eyes narrowed as he absorbed the orb’s words. His mind raced, trying to piece together the truth within its explanation. But he knew that it was the system that brought him here, and it wanted him to save the Black Lotus Flame, changing the course of the future.

"Not to mention that you are also quite a peculiar mortal; although you haven’t even reached the basic level of transcension, you still seem to understand quite a mysterious power. Although that power seems weak, it still has unimaginable potential if you can walk ahead in that path.

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