Awakening of the Mind Sovereign-Chapter 32: The first step of his plan was complete

"Could it be?! Did he reach the spiritual realm in just two months?! This is unbelievable!"

One disciple stood frozen, mouth agape as he whispered, "If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't have believed it..."

Eliot paid no attention to the commotion. He had a clear goal.

He arrived at the palace, never stopping for a second before sending a direct telepathic message to Liao Si:

"Come."

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It wasn't long before Eliot stood before his master, Liao Si, who watched him with a broad smile.

"Congratulations on reaching the spiritual realm, my favorite disciple! Hahahaha!"

His laughter was loud, but deep inside, he was nothing short of astonished. He had never expected Eliot to achieve this feat so quickly.

But Eliot wasn't here for celebrations.

Before he could speak, Liao Si broke the silence:

"How about joining me at the honorary gathering in the eastern continent?"

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In this vast world, there were no borders drawn by humans, but rather great walls that had risen since ancient times, separating the continents as if they were colossal prisons. These walls were not mere stones stacked together, but were made of unknown materials, pulsing with a mysterious energy—impenetrable, even to the strongest Refiners.

It was said that these walls were not built to protect the continents, but to prevent something from escaping... or entering.

Five continents. Five different fates.

🔹 The Western Continent: The weakest of them all. A land plagued by poverty, where its people know only the struggle for survival. Its sects are fragile, and its rulers are mere puppets controlled by greater powers.

🔹 The Eastern Continent: A mid-tier continent, but with the greatest ambition. A land filled with sects vying for supremacy, where strict laws govern, and cold wars rage between the major clans. Most Refiners begin their journey here.

🔹 The Northern and Southern Continents: Stronger than the Eastern Continent—several levels above it. Those born here are destined to become formidable warriors. These lands belong to the true masters of war.

🔹 The Central Continent: A legend in itself, ruled by Zhao Yulengai, the nominal sovereign. Little is known about him, but everyone agrees that he is the strongest. Some say he is no longer human but has become the incarnation of the Primordial Dragon, a being that transcends the very concept of power itself.

Amid these complex power balances, an event was taking the world by storm:

"The Sect Gathering in the Eastern Continent!"

Every five years, the strongest sects—from the fifth rank to the first—gather to determine who is most worthy of ascension. But more importantly, there was a special tournament—the Eastern Ascension Tournament!

"This is no ordinary tournament. The one who wins... will leave the Eastern Continent!"

The champion would not remain to fight petty sect skirmishes but would be granted entry into the Central Continent, where true Refiners begin their climb to the peak.

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Elliot stood in the training grounds, gazing at the sky. He knew this gathering would be a turning point in his fate.

"If I want to reach the Central Continent, I must win..."

But it wasn't that simple. This tournament wasn't just a test of strength, but a test of intelligence, speed, and adaptability. More importantly, he knew that unseen eyes were watching—eyes that would not allow him to rise so easily.

"So... are you going to participate?"

Elliot turned to see Liao Si staring at him with a faint smile.

"Of course." His response was firm, but deep inside, he had a much bigger plan... something far beyond ordinary.

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Elliot left the training hall with calm steps, but his mind was a storm of thoughts. He was fully aware that he possessed an advantage no one else could match.

"I'm not just a talented disciple... I'm a monster in the making."

He lifted his head and looked at the sky, where the clouds drifted slowly, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

"I have three core abilities that make me unbeatable."

🔸 Megas Voice: A terrifying ability that, once activated, could kill anyone within the spiritual realm. But it was also dangerous... too dangerous. Using it against someone powerful could spell his own end.

🔸 Stealth Skill: A system-given ability that allowed him to become invisible for six seconds. However, the issue was that he couldn't use it at will—the cooldown period between activations remained unknown, making it unreliable in prolonged battles.

🔸 Kuma's Hand: His powerful right hand, enveloped in a mysterious energy, capable of destroying anything it touched. This hand was a monster on its own.

"With these three abilities, no one can stop me... But I can't rely on myself alone."

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The next day, Elliot stood in the training grounds, practicing precise combat movements, his eyes narrowing in deep thought.

"The plan must begin now."

He wasn't just thinking about winning the upcoming tournament... He was planning something far greater.

An army.

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And not just any army—an army of warriors with their own systems!

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Inside the sect's palace, Kyber sat in a meditation chamber when a familiar voice echoed in his mind.

"Kyber, come to the grand hall. I have a proposal for you."

Kyber slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

"That boy again... What does he want this time?"

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Moments later, Elliot stood before Kyber, who examined him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"So, what's your plan?" Kyber asked, his voice calm but laced with curiosity.

Elliot smiled confidently.

"I want you to inscribe the array on ten rings."

Kyber blinked for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"A system array? On rings? Have you gone mad?"

But Elliot did not waver.

"Think about it. If we can turn the rings into vessels for miniature systems, we could distribute them to loyal disciples... and forge an unstoppable army!"

Silence fell between them.

Kyber was a genius in array arts, but he had never considered using his knowledge in such a way. The idea itself was insane... but possible.

"If we succeed..." Kyber muttered to himself.

Then, he looked up at Elliot, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous glint.

"Fine. I'll do it."

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Two days later, Elliot stood in a sealed chamber, staring at ten meticulously arranged rings atop a stone table.

Each ring contained within its core a carefully crafted array, capable of granting a unique system to its wearer.

Elliot picked up one of the rings and felt the surge of energy flowing within.

The first step of his plan was complete.