Mystical Journey

Garen had a feeling that, ever since he started using the void crystal to confine himself, the muscular structures of his body had started becoming, leaving his body in a state of a suspended animation.

Even he himself did not know how his body is continuing to exist, neither did he understand why his body was being confined. He just understood that his willpower could still go through a Dream Weave. His hypothesis for this was that the essence for Dream Weaving is of a higher level the essence for confinement.

The superficial confinement essence that Garen knew could at most dispel some of the other average Regent Levels' essences or be used when conversing with the White King. Only when he was facing a non-Regent Level existence could it have any obvious effect.

When facing an actual Regent Level, it would be extremely underwhelming.

He had a hunch that ever since he forcefully grasped half of his essence, especially the confinement essence, all the way up until when he grasped the Dream Weaving essence, his entire worldview had been flipped upside down.

The world consisted not only of the material world but also the Dream World where our spirits are intertwined with each other and a lot of other things that cause waves and ripples, creating a non-material world.

The entire universe seemed to become even more vast and mysterious, completely unpredictable.

This essentially showed the truth in the statement that "the more you know, the less you understand."

******

Finite God Palace

The blue sky was filled with white clouds slowly drifting through the air. Golden sun rays showered down from above, landing on the huge white palace below and reflecting on a pale gold surface.

The White King was moving up along the pure white stairway. His silhouette would glow every few hundred steps, instantaneously leaping a large distance, teleporting him to the next section of the stairway.

The white palace stood in solitude in the middle of a huge white desert, surrounded by an endless sea of white sand. Under the light of the golden sun, the entire desert seemed extremely glaring and beautiful.

Soon, the White King arrived in front of the palace entrance in his white robes.

As he stepped forward, the grand stone gates that were dozens of meters tall automatically opened to two sides, revealing a deep and long hall.

The floor of the hall was tiled with thick, white bricks, with every brick being a few hundred meters in width and length. The entire palace looked big enough to house an entire city. It was purely white, wide, and completely empty.

The White King walked into the hall, gazing at the center of the hall, looking at a white circular platform floating in the air.

"Mother, it has been many years. Once again, I'm here to visit you," White King's calm voice echoed through the hall.

The Finite King and Queen had been killed by their own son. After the White King inherited the throne, he felt no remorse over his father's death. However, he bestowed the title "Goddess Dowager" to the mother that he personally killed and had the girl that he loved the most, Linora, take care of this tomb behind him. This caused a huge commotion throughout the world back when he first decided to do it.

"You had personally killed my physical body, all for the sake of stopping me from interfering in your grand scheme. Now, why do you still have the leisure of time to come here and visit me?" A lady's cold voice rang from the floating stone platform.

"Killing you was not my intention, it was all part of our destiny," The White King answered calmly. "The reason behind my visit is partially to see you. I also wish to pay Linora a visit."

The lady coldly snorted out. She stopped speaking and remained silent.

A moment later, a blue-shirted girl appeared from behind a tall stone pillar from the other side of the hall.

"Your Highness."

The girl's face was covered with a white cloth, her body looked thin and frail, almost like a willow in the wind, as if she was gonna collapse as she walked on by.

"Lin," The White King walked up to greet her. Looking at the girl standing in front of her, he let out a huge sigh of relief. "As long as you're still fine."

"What happened, Your Highness?" She asked in confusion. However, before she even finished her question, she was caught in the White King's embrace. Removing the white cloth covering her face, he passionately kissed her.

Surprisingly, underneath the white cloth, the girl's face was not beautiful at all, as a matter of fact, it was completely hideous.

Small eyes, a snub nose, big mouth, and a complexion that was barely decent. However, no matter how one looked at it, one could not see her as a beautiful person. She could not even be considered average. The only word that could describe her was "hideous".

However, the way the White King looked at her was one of unconditional loving. He did not care about Linora's physical appearance. In his eyes, Linora was like a gemstone that constantly emitted a bright shine. The beauty of her spirit and willpower was incomparable to anyone else in the world.

"Your Highness… You're uncalm again…" Linora softly touched the White King's hair. She was much shorter than him, so the White King bent down to compensate for their height difference, resting his head on her chest.

"Yes… Whenever I start to feel anxious, you're the only one who can calm me down," While the White King's head rested on her chest, they looked like a couple of lovers, but something similar to a maternal bond could also be felt.

Linora was the absolute source of the White King's motivation.

"What's the matter? Did your father's consciousness escape again? Or did all the Finite Princes band together to start a revolution?" The Goddess Dowager's voice coldly rang out behind him.

"It's only a small problem," The White King raised his head from Linora's embrace. "I'll resolve it soon, you don't need to worry, Mother. You just focus on taking care of yourself in this place."

His visit was mainly to check up to confirm that Linora was alright. Garen's trick managed to give him quite a fright.

Since he had achieved his goal, the White King stood up, once again kissing Linora on her cheeks.

"Your Highness, emergency meeting. Prince Dragonrock requests that you get there immediately, it's about what happened to your kin this time around…" A man's voice could be heard from the palace entrance.

"Understood," White King replied plainly.

"Go…" Linora gently caressed his face. "I will always be here."

"Mm."

White King's gaze revealed a hint of reluctance, as he held on to her hands.

******

After the battle in the Negative Space, Scarlet Snow Holy Lord Garen's name had spread throughout the two nebulae inhabited by the two races.

The combat evaluation report had also reached the Head of the Regent Level Force's table.

"Scarlet Snow Holy Lord Garen: Regent Level.

Danger Level - Extreme.

Combat Level - Regent Level, ranking unknown.

Combat Coverage: Over three hundred light years (Previously initiated an illusion affecting all organisms within a three hundred and twenty-one light year radius.)

Concept Type: Confinement, Illusion. Precise details unknown.

Special Ability - Possession, similar to Projection. Limits and requirements unknown. There is an eighty percent chance that utilizing his potential will allow him to possess only one body unit and utilizing the body's full power.

Positions and Authorities - Alliance Leader of the Scarlet Snow Alliance, Scarlet Snow Sec Sect Master, an existence of the Human's Tenth Star Emperor (Regent Level)."

After that, the report had investigated most of his growth and experiences in his life since he was young. Many academics had also started to research on the sudden exponential jumps in his growth progress as his potential had an irregular growth progress.

In the last battle in the Negative Space, although he had the Thousand Pillar King and other Regent Levels backing him up, the trick Garen used to deceive the White King into retreating to buy time managed to intrigue a lot of tacticians' interest. Someone had also leaked out the information that Garen's actual body was still in the White Royal Palace, being confined by the Dark Gold Void Crystal, the strongest material known to mankind. One of the reasons he was still alive was because he had grasped the foundation of the Confinement Essence.

For a Regent Level under confinement, he still managed to have such a big impact. This instantly made the days of most of the higher-ups.

After the Human's Nine Emperor forces' research and discussion, they had also officially bestowed the title "King of Scarlet Snow" to Garen.

However, a lot of people thought that instead of King of Scarlet Snow, Garen was more suited for the titles "Crystal King" and "King of Lies". While being confined in the crystal, he relied on illusions and lies, causing huge losses for the White King and his men. In retrospect, the King of Lies would be more appropriate, considering his essence.

Thus, the official title only existed in name, Garen's colloquial title became the two aforementioned. Those who were fond of him would call him the Crystal King; whilst those who were not would call him the King of Lies.

The gossip about him also started to die down as time went on.

The Scarlet Snow Alliance had gained independence, founding a whole new territory in another galaxy, officially becoming the Tenth Great Star Emperor Force. They were recognized by the other forces, officially joining the Human Alliance.

However, the mysterious Garen, due to his special circumstances, could not be present for most of the Regent Level events. Naturally, Scarlet Snow's ranking had also dropped to the last place.

In a blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.

The humans and the Finite People had once again been in countless wars, but all of them ended without any definite winner. On the other hand, Garen had occasionally participated in these battles. The frequency of his appearance seemingly getting less and less.

As for Clint and the company who joined the Scarlet Snow Alliance, they had all matured into a new generation of experts. Clint had entered Level Eight while Baylon directly attained Level Nine. She had achieved terrific results in numerous battles, once even surviving a fight with a Level Ten Perpetual Motioner in one piece. They had successfully propelled themselves up to the circles of the top ranks. In one of the reconnaissance missions, Baylon managed to use her ability to mimic one of the Finite experts, successfully deceiving the countless layers of strict security and defense, obtaining important information on the enemy, and allowing the human forces to heavily injure three of the Finite Golden Merit Blue Princes.

With that success, she had been dubbed the "Almighty Woman" and her name spread across the two nebulae.

******

White Royal Palace

Garen was still his same old self. There was literally nothing that had changed about him. The confinement essence not just halted all activity on his body, it also stopped all time from passing on his body.

The "him" now and the "him" from two hundred years ago had literally no differences.

As compared to the Confinement Power in the beginning, the crystal's current power had been raised to a terrifying level. The Confinement Power seemed to have risen ceaselessly. At the start, Garen could still use voice transmission with the White King through the crystal, utilizing his understanding of a part of the confinement essence to transmit voice exchanges. However, now, not even a whimper could be transmitted.

Garen felt that the Shadow Dragon's essence seemed to have already been increased to a level that he could no longer comprehend.

Now, he could only rely on his knowledge to forcefully receive the everything from the external world unilaterally. The void crystal is continuously absorbing the external world, taking in everything he comes in contact with and subsequently confining it.

Seemingly due to prolonged confinement of the Hellfrost Peacock Queen, the crystal started assimilating some of the Hellfrost Peacock Queen's devourer essence.

The current him could only observe and listen, but his own voice could not be transmitted out. Even the most basic of actions like blinking or smiling could no longer be done by his body. The confinement had already been raised to a level that no one could even comprehend.