The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Undergoing Maximus' special training, time quickly began to pass.

"Stop, this is the end of the training. Let's depart for the Dimensional Competition," Maximus announced.

"Yes! Finally!"

"Freedom~!"

"The end of hell…"

After over nine hundred years, their special training was finally over!

Although they felt stronger, able to control their power more precisely, and their core of origin was a little tougher, they had enough of such torturous training.

They would rather fight the dark beasts day and night for thousands of years than undergo their father's special training.

By then, at least, it would not be pure torture.

"Don't complain too much. Painful training is effective," Skye remarked.

For Skye, as long as it's useful, what's some pain?

"Painful is an understatement…" Max murmured.

He was a combat maniac, not a training maniac.

Their father's special training was not targeting them physically or even spiritually.

What the training targeted the most was their core of origin—the very essence of their life and power.

Molding and tempering their core of origin—even the bravest man would cry out in pain.
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"Stop complaining like a little girl." Maximus smacked Max.

His wives and daughters were not even complaining.

How could a big man like Max cry to him?

He had already minimized the pain, lowering the concentration of the training.

Any lower, and it wouldn't be effective.

Maximus himself was undergoing such a torturous process at thousands of times the magnitude.

Fortunately, being tortured at such a magnitude had its merits.

Not only was his Will stronger, but even his core of origin could also take more explosions of power.

Letting his family rest, they began to prepare for the competition.

There were only a few years before the final round of the Dimensional Competition.

Based on the speed of the Shadow Void Ship, they should arrive just in time.

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Meanwhile, before they left, Liam came to check the status of the billions of talents they brought back.

"Valoros, how is the situation?"

"This… All of them are in seclusion…" Valoros said speechlessly.

After arriving in the Etherium Realm and seeing the unlimited free origin energy, the group quickly went into seclusion.

Every individual living in the Etherium Realm could enjoy the supply of unlimited origin energy.

As long as they didn't dispose of it or sell it for profit, they could even refine one into strands of causality.

Of course, as members of the Order of Maxim, they had responsibilities to fulfill.

From building the ether refiners, reinforcing the Etherium Realm, contributing new knowledge, resisting invaders, etc.

To maintain their membership, they had to pay corresponding contribution points, which was a disguised way to harvest them like leeks.

Fortunately, having just come from the Dark Void Domain, the group had enough points to stay in the Etherium Realm for tens of thousands of years without doing anything.

"Entering seclusion? That's good." Liam nodded in delight.

Not passing the second round of the competition, they had no need to hold themselves back.

Advancing to the Tier 11 realm would make it a thousand times easier to condense their path of law.

In time, the Order of Maxim may have billions of masters.

Remembering the hundreds of billions of others who stayed in the Dark Void Domain, Liam felt more excited.

Satisfied, Liam started to leave, heading to the Shadow Void Ship.

"Lord Liam, if I may…" Valoros suddenly spoke, stopping him in his tracks.

"What is it?"

"I want to join you on your next expedition to the Dark Void Domain…" Valoros pleaded with determination.

Although he had access to unlimited energy, aiding his advancement to the Absolute of Law, it was far too slow.

He felt the Aeon Plane was undergoing changes faster than he could comprehend.

Just like the billions of talents that had just joined the Order of Maxim.

Valoros hadn't even heard of their names or reputations before, yet feeling their path of law, their talents seemed to match the top primordial candidates of the past.

Like a torrent of time, Valoros felt that if he didn't take action, he would be left eating dust from behind.

"Join us in the Dark Void Domain? Sure, but you must train a group of successors," Liam nodded, setting a condition.

Valoros was like a perfect housekeeper.

Besides the Four Spirit Goddesses managing the Etherium Realm, Valoros was the key decision-maker.

All the major events and decisions in the Etherium Realm would pass through Valoros, being solved perfectly when they came out.

Having such a perfect manager, Liam couldn't bear to let him go.

However, seeing the determination in his eyes, Liam could only compromise.

"I promise to fulfill your task." Knowing Liam's intention, Valoros nodded solemnly.

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"Ready?" Maximus asked, seeing Liam return.

"Hmmm."

"Eternal Voyager to the Dimensional Alliance Plane Arena."

"Roger that…"

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A few years later, after passing various checkpoints, they arrived at their destination.

"Is this the Plane Arena? It's too ordinary ~."

Arriving at the place, they saw a simple floating slab structure in the void.

Besides being boundless in size, it didn't have any features.

"Don't underestimate it. It's one of the top architectural wonders of the Aeon Plane."

Although not in the top ten like the Skjǫldrún Stronghold, it still bore the name and rank of a plane.

"Oh? What's so special about this Plane Arena, Father?"

Such a simple and plain structure—they couldn't think of its significance.

"Nothing, just the usual arena." Maximus paused and said.

"What?! Nothing?"

"You'll see later." Maximus shook his head and didn't explain.

Although the Plane Arena didn't have special features, it perfectly encapsulated what an arena should be.

Furthermore, as a majestic arena where all the top talents and powerhouses had fought and dueled in the past, it would be an honor to fight on the same stage.

While they were chatting, Zar suddenly flashed beside them.

"Maximus, you are here!" Zar greeted excitedly upon seeing him arrive.

"What? Can't wait to be defeated?"

"Hahaha, you wish! In this competition, I, Zar, will be the champion!"