When Alexander, Dikru, Limut, and the others heard the words ninth-level supreme sage rank, their hearts nearly exploded in shock.
Ninth… ninth-level Empyrean Sanctum?!
Their eyes bulged in disbelief.
Earlier, the sheer onslaught of over one hundred billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum had frozen their minds, leaving no time to gauge Aurek's true rank.
But… this was simply absurd!
One year!
Only a year ago, this Emperor had just ascended to Empyrean Sanctum. And now, in the blink of an eye, he was on the cusp of Quasi-Eternal sage rank?
This wasn't some prodigious genius — the so-called prodigies didn't even deserve to tie Aurek's shoes!
"Impossible…"
"No… no…"
It was utterly outrageous!
An army of nearly one hundred billion Quasi-Empyrean Sanctum was already insane enough — and now Aurek's rank had shattered all their previous understanding!
…
The Sword-Sea Emperor's forehead mark suddenly flared, like a third divine eye opening.
