The Primordial Record



Chapter 1277 The Limit of Infinity (10)

Placing aside the mysteries that encircled the entirety of Reality above all the material universes, Rowan focused on the constant that had been on his two trips to the future, which was this Seed.

The appearance of this being was distinct, taking the shape of an older man with white hair and a long beard, his eyes were entirely white as if he was blind, and he was one of the most powerful higher-dimensional immortals that Rowan had ever witnessed.

His appearance in two different domains could be explained as a coincidence, but personally encountering Rowan and also helping him into the Eternal Realm of Doom Star was extremely suspicious.

A part of his consciousness pillars had already analyzed the familiar sensation that he had felt from Seed and he came to the conclusion that the familiarity was emerging from his third bloodline, his Tree of Desire bloodline.

Rowan groaned, "The Land of Miracles... Elura, Seed... this could become a problem." He could easily infer that this being came from the Primordial Domain that possessed the bloodline associated with the Tree of Desire, the realm of the Eldar.

Why would seed be interested in him and how was he able to find his Incarnations through time?

There was one detail about Seed that Rowan found suspicious and might be the reason that Seed had taken an interest in him, he had barely said it in passing, but Rowan had picked out this small detail, it was about a particular technique that this being said he suspected that Rowan would be a good match for.

In the two instances, Rowan had met this being, he had mentioned this technique, calling it the culmination of an Era, and this had drawn Rowan's attention now that he was thinking about it, he must find a way to learn what this technique might be capable of. It would be a good thing if the interest of Seed may be tied up in this technique alone, but what were the chances?

Rowan gritted his teeth, assuming the worst. Perhaps his secret sojourn to the future was not so secret after all, and even before he began he had already failed. In his hubris, did he think he was the only one who could see through the fog of time?

However the more Rowan thought about it, the more suspicious he became. Maybe he was looking at this situation in the wrong manner. Here he was, thinking that he had been seen through by Seed and his secrets discovered, what if it was the other way round, and instead of Seed finding out his secret, he had just discovered the secret of Seed?

What did he know about this enigmatic being? Well, of the four domains he had traversed with his Reflections, he had met this old man in two of them, and perhaps the only reason he had not met him in all fours was because of the situation he was in both times he did not see Seed was because he had been isolated.

As an Angel and a Chaos Blood, Rowan had not reached certain hotspots because he was confined in the domains of those Primordial, while in the Great Abyss or chasing after the Labyrinth Pass, he had been exposed, causing him to come into contact with Seed.

As his name suggested, did this Seed have well seeds spread all over reality? From what purpose would it serve?

Rowan decided to watch out for this being as he began preparing himself to summon his fifth Reflection. The Labyrinth Pass had not returned like the books, but Rowan could still feel its presence, and it was inside Doom Star. Rowan had a guess how this was possible, because he knew that certain powerful treasures were present across all of time, and their owner could summon it from any particular time period that they desired, although he knew that most would never think that a treasure could be summoned from the future.

With his journey into the future he had come across two points of interest, the Great Desert and Seed, one seemed more dangerous than the other, but he was not taking any of them lightly, they were two very dangerous components in his plans that he did not have the power to easily erase, and that troubled him.

Even as he digested the experience from the Reflection, he deliberated on the next steps he would be taking. His overall plan was proceeding in a marvelous manner, as the four books inside his dimension were proof enough. Other things by the side may have drawn his attention, but the primary focus has never changed, it was to become stronger and climb the pathway to the higher dimension.

Rowan knew that for him, breaching the fourth dimension would be incredibly difficult, but he believed that if he could succeed, the power he could gain from it would be so incredible, that he should be able to use it to easily push through to the higher dimensions.

The difficulty of reaching the higher dimensions from the third to the fourth was so monumental, in the scale of the entirety of reality, barely a fraction of all beings made it through, however, the difficulties associated with his own were somewhat different, he could easily gain this power, but the price he would have to pay would be terrible when the highest of all existence would fall upon him in fury to deny his existence. Knowing he was on his way to succeeding, Rowan pushed aside all distracting thoughts and focused on the summoning of the fifth Reflection.

At this time Rowan had refined this process into an art, and he no longer chanted, because his entire dimension had been arranged in such a specific formation that his being willed his reflections into existence.

Inside his dimension, Rowan used planets and stars as nodes in this universal formation, moving billions of stars and trillions of worlds in a specific pattern to mimic the chanting of the Reflection technique; his body had become a grand formation that had never been seen.

As a new way to utilize his capabilities as a living dimension, he was very satisfied with it. In terms of who could cast spells of equal power with him in the third-dimensional level, then Rowan could beat his chest with pride that from the beginning of time to its end, no other third-dimensional being has ever matched him or would ever match him.

He pitied anything that this power was turned against. However, knowing that his enemies were equally as frightful if not more powerful, tempered away any pride that would have grown in his heart. His enemies had never been on the same level as him. A power like his would inevitably draw challenges, and those challenges would never

be weak.

A thousand Reflections were summoned this time, and the process became even more brutal, and the last one that arose nearly opened his eyes inside the material universe before he was sent out of it.

Rowan crouched as he touched the cold ground of the Frozen Waste, the cries of the sirens above barely drawing his attention.

There was something missing in his memories and he would not let it go because it was on the edge of his perception, and if he could sense it, then in time he should ben/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

able to reach it.

It was unknown how long it lasted but Rowan gritted his teeth as he mouthed,

"Desert!"

Above him, the heavens rumbled.