Genius Noble With System
Chapter 346: Secluded training

Chapter 346: Secluded training

Apollo calmed down and looked around as everyone was now looking at him like they seemed to have seen a ghost and were terrified.

Anyway, he wasn’t going to stay here, as he needed to find a place to cultivate for some time to consolidate his current strength and fully control his new power.

"I need a place... quiet."

With that single murmur, his figure blurred.

And in the next breath, he was gone.

The air where he once stood twisted gently before settling, leaving behind only the echo of power and the memory of what had just unfolded.

This time Clark and Sara didn’t follow him, as they also needed time to sort out the legacy they had received.

Far above, hidden in the void, several ancient presences that had been watching him slowly began to withdraw—some in silence, some in contemplation.

And somewhere, in the deepest shadows of the Sanctum, a voice whispered—

"The seed has awakened."

Apollo didn’t care; he quickly left the valley of beginning, making sure he wasn’t being followed or anything, until he finally found a place for his cultivation.

He descends into a hidden mountain range, cloaked in dense fog and laced with spiritual interference. It was a dead zone for detection—a perfect place to vanish.

At the heart of the mountains, he found it: a secluded cavern carved by the elements themselves. A faint spring trickled nearby, and faint traces of untouched divine essence flowed around the land, perfect for cultivation.

Apollo stepped inside.

No more delays.

He sat down cross-legged in the centre of the cavern. With a deep breath, he released his control. The moment he did, his divine heart pulsed once—and the cavern trembled slightly in response.

The red-gold energy in his veins surged again, circulating with the rhythm of battle, of war, of domination. Within him, divine energy began to stir.

"Let’s begin."

[Void Creation System (70% (2/3))]

[Host- Apollo Fletcher (Demon God)]

[Life-Level - True God]

[Physical Rank- Late stage Eternal God]

[Rules- War, Space, Destruction, Fire and Eternal Sword]

[Status - Healthy]

[Creation Energy- 37,384,465 points]

[Chapter Lost World (Completion 3%) ]

Apollo’s eyes flickered with intrigue as he scanned the simplified system panel. There wasn’t much changed except new understanding of the rule of war. However, when he noticed the new row, he was a bit surprised.

Suddenly after merging with that mysterious heart, his physical body seemed to have changed a bit. And what is more surprising is that according to the system, its strength seems to have reached the terrifying level of a late-stage eternal god.

Physical Rank – Late Stage Eternal God]

He wasn’t the type to be easily shaken, but this...

It was truly a surprise, as he seemed to have underestimated the drastic change that took place within him.

His hand clenched into a fist.

Boom—

A shockwave rippled through the space, travelling the cave, shaking the entire mountain by his light jab.

"This heart... It’s no ordinary thing. It’s like it rewrote the foundations of my body," he murmured. His foundation was already strong, but the change after merging with this heart was too large.

Now he was sure with his physical body, understanding the third layer of the rule of war combined with his sword and other rules, he should be able to reach peak eternal gods, and even among peak eternal gods, he should be a terrifying figure.

Not to mention, after his heart merged, he seemed to have awakened a mysterious power—every time his heart beat, it would purify his blood and release energy that flowed through his veins, slowly strengthening his body beyond limits.

He after feeling this, continued to understand his strength and then consolidate his strength. They can stay here for a year, and there is still more than eight months left. But it doesn’t matter to him anymore, as he got the best opportunity here and was going to remain in close-door training until the end.

He sat down again, this time fully immersing himself in closed-door training. His breathing slowed until it was indistinguishable from the silence of the cave. The red-gold energy, once volatile, now spiralled through his body with perfect rhythm—like the gears of a god-forged machine fine-tuned for war.

The world outside faded.

All that remained was the path ahead—one that only warriors of his level could walk.

Time passed, and outside, battle among geniuses continued. Although Apollo’s shocking performance at the Valley of Beginning made him famous even in other sections of the sanctum, but with time, people started to forget about him.

And like that, eight months passed, and the day of leaving came close.

BOOM.

A thunderous explosion echoed through the Sanctum like the roar of a god awakening.

A massive mountain, untouched for months, shook violently—then shattered like fragile glass, exploding outward as if rejecting the very idea of containing what lay within.

From the settling dust and molten debris, a figure walked out.

Calm.

Unhurried.

His black robes fluttered in the aftermath, untouched by the destruction behind him. His eyes—deep and sharp—glowed faintly with an ancient light.

It was none other than Apollo.

Eight months of silence had ended.

The red-gold energy flickered faintly under his skin, and every step he took made the air hum with hidden power.

"It’s time," he murmured.

The heavens listened. The earth trembled. As he calmly walked toward the far horizon.

Other geniuses also now seemed to have either awakened or left what they were doing, as today was the day the entrance would be opened, and a new terrifying battle would begin to leave this sanctum.

Unlike before, they cannot directly leave the sanctum; they can leave this place from the designated portal that will open at the end of the year.

But it won’t be easy, as the inhabitants wouldn’t let them go, as it was the only chance for them to leave this place.

By "inhabitants", it doesn’t refer to the ancient monsters who were cast into the Primordial Sanctum for their crimes, but rather their descendants—those who were born and raised within its depths.