Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1327: Two and a half months to become a demigod, Eight months to ascend to a god, Two days to complete transformation into a true god

Stretching out her hand, divine energy surged from her palm. Instantly, a golden orb appeared, split in the centre like two halves.

It flew into her grasp.

She infused it with divine energy and sealed it tight.

The space within the room shattered like glass, fragments falling into an undulating void and vanishing into thin air.

She immediately deactivated the divine artefact and lowered the barrier, then extended her divine senses beyond the room.

Instantly, Aurora picked up a telepathic message from one of Celeste's nearby clones.

She absorbed the information in mere minutes.

Her expression shifted through a myriad of emotions, from shock to awe to disbelief. She closed her eyes, calming her thoughts, and then opened them again. Yet waves of conflicting emotions still surged from within.

Turning back to the Divine Embryonic Seed, now fully enveloped by the White Flame, she murmured,

"I wonder what mother will think when she awakens…"

Though she was excited for what was to come, she couldn't help but feel a headache forming at the thought of the future.

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At the Top of the Divine Cosmic Tree

"The Material Cosmic Tree has been cleansed of the Vylkr energy," Iyraith Zi'ria said, her voice calm and composed.

"Do you want to name this energy?" she asked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

Though this mysterious energy had emerged from the purification of the Vylkr energy, it still retained its devouring nature.

The difference now was that it was harmless and would no longer act out on its own.

A blessing to all those who were previously infected by the Vylkr energy.

Orion pondered the name for this new energy. The previous one had been named by Naka, so he found it ironic that, as the Supreme Leader of Paradise, he now held the privilege of naming this.

He wasn't entirely sure how powerful he had become, but he felt confident that he could face the King-ranked Spirit Beasts he had once encountered and emerge victorious.

He also believed he could take on Ilse, Avarielle, Margona, and Zera, though he remained sceptical of the outcome against the ancient goddesses.

"I will call it the Iyria Energy," Orion said. "I choose the ancestor's name so that your deeds will be immortalised for generations to come. Even if the curse is remembered, your blessings will never be forgotten."

"If the ancestors dislike the name and wish to change it, I will do so," he added.

"No, I do not dislike the name you have chosen," Iyriath Zi'ria responded, her voice softer and gentler than before.

Regardless of what kind of person her descendant turned out to be, she had already decided not to change her plan. Nonetheless, seeing that he was a far better individual than she had expected made her glad for the choice she had made.

It made atonement feel more meaningful.

"Do you have a name for this Divine Cosmic Tree?" she asked.

Orion nodded. After a brief thought, he replied, "Let's call it the White Flame Cosmic Tree. "

The entire realm was known as Paradise—a name also given to the Material Cosmic Tree. Though this new tree had become part of Paradise, it was best to give it its own name, considering it would soon become the domain of the gods.

The tree had already solidified, transforming into a crystalline structure, with a visible stream of white flame flowing within it. Wisps of flame surged from the tree at irregular intervals.

"Now, it is time for the emergence of the Mysteries of the White Flame Cosmic Tree," Iyriath Zi'ria said.

"Your body has been pushed to its limit. I can't risk putting you through another ascension without something unexpected occurring. This is where we part. I will handle it from here, young one."

Orion felt the blazing flame armour vibrating, attempting to detach from his body. He used his newfound power to hold the armour in place.

"What are you doing, child?" Iyriath Zi'ria asked, her voice taking on a distinct motherly tone.

"I can handle another ascension," Orion replied.

"You've ascended too quickly. If you don't stabilise your power before the next step, you might not survive it," she warned.

If Orion fails to properly manage his gift during the process, he could end up severely injuring himself… or worse, falling, creating a tragedy akin to General Reynold's collapse during his own failed ascension.

"I can try," Orion said through gritted teeth.

If before he felt he could challenge King-ranked Spirit Beasts, now he sensed he was only a breath away from true godhood.

He could feel it instinctively. The chance for ascension had never been closer. Rather than play it safe and hope for another opportunity, he chose to seize this one with everything he had.

Iyriath Zi'ria felt that too.

"All right. You will feel a surge of Primordial energy enter your body. Don't resist it," she said.

She didn't try to stop him because she could sense his conviction. Whether they succeeded or failed, she would do everything in her power to ensure his survival.

Orion underwent another transformation, as another terrifying level of strength exploded from within. Lightning and thunder intertwined with white flames streaked across the cosmic tree, gathering at the tops of its branches.

Orion nodded at Iyriath Zi'ria's order to stretch his hand forward, and he did so.

Instantly, Orion felt a fraction of his essence tear away from his body.

It transformed into a ball of light.

Another ball of light emerged—this one was Iyriath Zi'ria's essence.

They swiftly surged toward the tops of the branches.

The gathering lightning and white flames encircled them, taking the shape of a radiant seed. The seed was then planted on the branches of the cosmic tree.

The entire process had taken place within seconds, yet Orion could feel the traces of time and understood that far more had passed.

"It will take some time for the Mysteries to emerge. I will leave the naming to you," Iyriath Zi'ria said, her voice faint and nearly inaudible.

He understood her only because he could also sense her intent.

The tumultuous power within Orion continued to surge. His body, along with the armour, scattered into countless streaks of lightning and reconverged at irregular intervals.

Sometimes, the lightning and thunder burst outward into the void, creating a spark of light from creation itself within its distant darkness.

"Are you okay?" she asked, her tone filled with concern.

Seeing that Orion was unable to respond appropriately, Iyriath Zi'ria expended her last remaining energy to hold him together.

If he were to survive this ascension, then before her disappearance, she would witness the emergence of a true god of the Paradise Realm—one of anomalous nature—before she ceased to exist.

Below,

General Reynold and the others stared at the seed planted on the cosmic branch, surprise and shock in their eyes.

A Mysteries!

They couldn't fathom how Orion had created a Mysteries.

Creating a cosmic tree more overwhelming than the one they had crafted right after becoming a god was already terrifying. But creating a Mysteries wasn't as simple as copying a cosmic structure.

If it were that easy, wouldn't the gods have already begun creating Mysteries after Mysteries to counter the Divine Mysteries?

The complexities surrounding it were not something any god could truly comprehend. But Orion had created a Mysteries.

"HAHAHAAHA!!"

General Reynold and Oberon turned to see Ilse roaring with laughter.

Sensing their gaze, Ilse turned to them with a bright smile and said, "Don't worry, it takes time to get used to it." Even though she felt troubled in her heart, she didn't dare show her doubt.

She couldn't afford to.

She had always been in awe of Orion breaking the conventional rules of what was once thought impossible and had lost her composure in the process.

The others would throw her stealthy looks of contempt, as though it were her fault for doubting Orion's capabilities.

Now, she had the chance to fight back, and she would make full use of it.

Meanwhile, the women of Orion's household were simply excited that their husband had achieved an astounding feat once more.

However, they soon began to notice something strange occurring with him.

"What's happening? Is the Supreme Leader okay?" Zymera asked suddenly, her tone anxious.

They quickly turned their gaze upward and saw the chaos unfolding on the cosmic tree.

A tremendous pressure radiated from it, creating a visible wave at the meeting point of the two cosmic trees — the domain of the gods.

"This!" Ilse's eyes widened as if they would burst from their sockets.

She could no longer contain herself. If it weren't for the protection of the cosmic tree and the Mysteries of the Twelve-Step Stairs, the pressure emanating from the overwhelming cosmic tree above might have crushed them all.

This was no ordinary divine spiritual pressure.

General Reynold and Oberon were dumbfounded.

So many expressions flitted across their faces that they could no longer convey how they truly felt.

How long had Orion been a god?

Two and a half months to become a demigod.

Eight months to ascend to a god...

Two days to complete his transformation into a true god!