Atop Mount Spiritfire, Luo Feng meditated silently, twelve psychic blades floating like silent sentinels around him.
The newly named Crown of the Mad Blade was more than a title. It was a law-bound construct, combining Mind Force, Psi Law, and Elemental Blade Arts. Each blade now had an embedded will core, allowing Luo Feng to manipulate them without visible motion.
"Next," he whispered, "Time to awaken the Soul Marking Layer."
He focused inward, diving into the depths of his consciousness where his Soul Map began to unfurl. A network of blazing lines interconnected across a mirrored mental realm. At the center, an empty throne awaited him.
"To truly command the Crown, I must sit on that throne."
Three hours later, lightning struck Mount Spiritfire without warning. The energy didn't damage the mountain—it was absorbed directly by Luo Feng's psychic field.
He rose from meditation. His blades, now tinged with silver hue, hummed in response.
"Now... I can challenge real monsters."