When the phenomenon reached a certain extent, someone finally muttered shakily, "This is no longer a heavenly tribtion, it''s a retribution!"


    Dark clouds engulfed the entire mountain range at this point and no one could pry past them to spectate the ongoing tribtion. Moreover, they could hear the crackling thunderstorms in the belly of each cloud, about to descend like the advent of a pandemonium.


    This much power brewing in the dark cast a spell of despair on everyone present at the scene, making them feel stifled. At this point, everyone realized that the high divinity undergoing the zero rebirth must be Leonardo—otherwise Rosaline and a group of women wouldn''t be standing to the side, with abundant worry in their eyes.


    Rosaline''s had to keep a protective domain around the group as their strength wasn''t up to par, let alone two non-cultivators in their midst.


    News about this tribtion was quickly sent back through the proper channels to both interested and irrelevant parties—the oue of such divulgence remains unknown.


    While all of this happened, things were getting even more hectic within the dome of the tribtion.


    Thews from the sub-dimension were already starting to surface on Leonardo''s body in myriad phenomena; sometimes cold and sometimes hot; sometimes radiant and sometimes dark; sometimes dusty and sometimes ash; all thews seemed to sh.


    Leonardo''s skin began to splinter but that was not all, he could feel the mental barrier of his sea of consciousness together with the spirit bend as well.


    As a medium ofw, his body was about to disintegrate and disperse throughout the region of his domain, assisting in the assimtion of the foreign sub-dimension and the native forces to the core maind.


    Leonardo quickly began to lose sensation throughout his entire body—there wasn''t any pain, it was all numb.


    A faint indistinct heartbeat thumped in his deep consciousness moments before his mind and spirit blended into the world, a faint voice echoing in his mind.


    "Cold mes of vengeance thrumming from my heart; thumping through my veins; what are exalted gods but pitiful victims in my hands?!"


    Thump!


    A faint ck ripple of energy spread from Leonardo''s body the moment it dissolved into threads ofw, leaving behind a levitating ck heart that thews wound around yet didn''t dare touch or approach.


    This ck wave didn''t only propel Leonardo''s consciousness to proliferate the entire mountain range unhindered by the suppression of the naturalws, but everything seemed to progress too smoothly instead.


    While this happened, unbeknownst to Leonardo, the entire mountain range became a gray area in the perception of everyone who was directly or indirectly paying attention to this region.


    Star lords and those above them didn''t need to be physically present to pry into the situation of the rebirth tribtion—it was unknown whether or not they even cared about it.


    However, for an entire batch of the naturalws to suddenly go incognito in their perception, although the ripple caused by this wasn''t something people in the star realm could fully perceive orprehend—that''s precisely what made it so intriguing.


    Leonardo didn''t know that his advancement was about to maize the attention of the secr world martial factions to his fledgling kingdom—but he wouldn''t care either way.


    He knew that whenever he received help from his King''s Karma, there would be a price to pay, and not always would there be someone to help out.


    For example, thest time the ck heart intervened, if he wasn''t careful, everyone around him would have been exterminated by the Interster Supreme Court; Rosaline had even died once and Earth was destroyed.


    Thus, even if he didn''t know what repercussions this might cause, he was mentally prepared.


    He was currently immersed in a great feeling of standing as an overseer or perhaps an overlord. That mysterious push of energy seemed verypatible with his innate martial intent, driving his fluidity ofmanding andprehending the fragmentedws greatly.


    He had assumed it might take a few years for him to mend thesews after drawing the sub-dimension into his domain—he didn''t want to finish his tribtion before he perfected thews even if he had to go through the tribtion for years toe.


    The ck heart, however, instantly solved this problem.


    All of thesews seemed docile while the spatial nodes smoothed connected—whether it was due to the split soul or the throne fragment, Leonardo didn''t know.


    Nheless, the sub-dimension and the four intertwined domains smoothly ovepped while the dark retribution clouds past the domain grew even stronger, as though infuriated that Leonardo isted them outside.<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    It was like tantly kidnapping the precious children of the heavenlyws and brainwashing them into servitude.


    Once Leonardo''s consciousness spread to anchor all eight directions including the four extremities, the entire mountain range shuddered—even the main mountain seemed to go silent and inconspicuous under the energy waves from the ck heart.


    Even as Leonardo tried to probe the heart with his mind; it was fruitless.


    He could only feel a sea—an ocean of ck blood tossing and turning inside the heart, nothing more.


    Crack!


    Space shuddered and blurred as two worlds seemed to ovep, images of the familiar yet unfamiliar sub-dimension began to sh by on asion.


    Thews of the two worlds began to sh and fuse, supplementing each other whileplementing strengths and weaknesses.


    These were the foundationalws that will soon construct Leonardo''s new body and hence, the entire process was solemn and delicate, especially when Leonardo''s consciousness began to wane and dim during the assimtion.


    This was thest process of the first phase; death.


    Leonardo was about to experience death and blend into the natural world as one only to experience rebirth and be one and whole with his domain.


    If the domain was breached at this delicate moment—a cultivator can forget about ever experiencing a rebirth in this lifetime. Thus, unless absolutely confident, no one would dare take this step.


    Leonardo was different—the four domains had already been fused into a sturdy fortress, not to mention reinforced by a mysterious energy that even Leonardo couldn''t understand despite being its source.


    Time trickled by but no one was impatient, this was rebirth and it would take a lot of time.


    No one anticipated it to end anytime soon and thus, many people began to depart from this location as they didn''t really care.


    Half a yearter, only those who truly cared, be it for good or bad reasons, stood far from the edge of the domain.


    Rumble!


    Thend shook as the domain began to shrink considerably, drawing everyone''s attention.


    "Done already?"


    The rebirth realm from the Magistrate Manor was surprised, expecting it to take at least a year and at most five or six years judging by the records left behind by Memento Mori''s rebirth realm cultivators.


    "Is there a problem?"


    Rosaline asked from a distance, furrowing her brows.


    "Not a problem per se…" the woman felt a bit awkward, how could she exin this?


    She thought for a moment and said, "The rebirth realm could be said to be a foundational step for everyone who seeks higher realms and typically, the duration of the tribtion reflects the number ofws someone grasped and whether or not theypletely fused with thesews…"


    She felt weird that someone with Rosaline''s strength didn''t know about these things but she exined them nheless.


    Now that Rosaline thought about it, she did spend three years understanding and mending thews of the vampire n''s dimension, not to mention it was verypatible with her, to begin with yet it consumed so much time.


    Seeing as a sh of understanding appeared in Rosaline''s eyes, the woman didn''t say anything anymore as she assumed that Rosaline''s worry for Leonardo momentarily clouded her judgment.