The Man's Decree

Mickey listened quietly to the tales of the celestial realm. He had lost count of how many times he had heard these stories.

It was clear that Divinus deeply missed the celestial realm. He yearned to return, but sadly, he was never able to.

“Master, I’ve always been curious,” Mickey asked. “Is the body you’re in now one you’ve taken over, or is it your original one?”

Divinus glanced at Mickey, a faint smile on his lips. “After all these years of cultivating under my guidance, do you think this physical body is mine?” he responded.

the Ethereal Realm, your strength diminishing,

into the pitch-black night sky. “Somehow, I got caught up in the Celestial Battle. Even now, I can’t figure out why. Years ago, a powerful force sealed off the Ethereal Realm, trapping us all on the battlefield. Those who died, died; those who

these years, our powers from the celestial realm have likely dwindled significantly. The celestial energy here is extremely scarce and not conducive to our cultivation. I know some have tried to break through the Heaven and Earth Array

incredibly difficult. Each realm has its own natural laws and unique seals, almost as if it were divine punishment for the Celestial Battle. Despite years of studying the Heaven and

realm is nearly impossible. Even though you’re a genius, you unfortunately lack the necessary talent. This crucial task simply can’t fall on

his past, he seemed to have aged significantly all at

exactly is this talent

managed to forcefully break free from the Blood Cage, proving he’s no ordinary individual. Talent is innate; it’s not something that can be compensated for with

rather slow, it took me almost ten years,” Mickey

days, he could now inscribe divine markings. That’s what you call talent. It’s not that you didn’t try hard enough, but even the