The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

As Maximus and the Supreme Law of Origin merged, the source of the Aeon Plane began to tremble.

This sacred space—the birthplace of all Origins of Law and the fountain of all origin energy in the Aeon Plane—was undergoing a profound transformation.
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Watching the vibrations ripple through the space as if heralding a life-altering change, all Embodiments of Origins of Law were shocked.

"Don't let anyone notice the commotion," the Supreme Law of Destiny commanded.

Weaving a net of fate, it obscured the disturbance from the prying eyes of outside forces.

The other Origins of Law acted swiftly, suppressing the tremors and disruptions within the source and the virtual trial.

Betrayed and disregarded by the Overlords in the past, they had learned their lesson well.

Allowing another mishap to occur—especially one that revealed Maximus had bound himself to the Supreme Law of Origin—was not an option.

The Supreme Law of Origin was not merely the source of all laws and the most powerful among them but also the key to the Aeon Plane's survival.

Once Maximus grew a little stronger, he would hold the power to control them all—and, by extension, the entire Aeon Plane itself.

After the turbulence finally settled, Maximus completed his binding with the Supreme Law of Origin, all without anyone beyond the Origins of Law being aware.

As Maximus opened his eyes, he immediately noticed changes within himself.

"This—" His perception of the world suddenly shifted.

The flowing fragments and strands of laws were now clearer, more refined, and almost obedient.

He could feel that his core of origin had become sturdier, as though it had undergone a divine baptism.

His Path of Law, the River of Knowledge, coursed more vigorously as if revitalized by a powerful infusion.

"What power is this…?"

"Because of the 100% binding contract, you can access all of my power and abilities."

"All your abilities?"

"Everything connected to origin will be proportionally enhanced,"

Hearing this, Maximus's eyes gleamed.

As the Master of the Dimensional Source, who could access all origin energy in the Aeon Plane, this was nothing short of a divine blessing.

Just the newfound rigidity in his core of origin had elevated his durability to unprecedented levels.

Running a quick simulation, he tested how much could his core of origin withstand,

Previously, his core could withstand origin explosions of up to a hundred-thousandfold intensity for mere tens of seconds. Now, he could endure them for minutes.

At the millionfold level, his core could now survive nearly three seconds.

Don't underestimate the addition of a few seconds—at that scale; he could annihilate an Ocean Master of Laws if they were caught unprepared.

His River of Knowledge had also strengthened significantly.

While still at over 90% progress toward reaching the Ocean Level, its efficiency has skyrocketed.

Where it had previously processed 30 million strands of causality per day, it could now handle 50 million.

That meant he could now condense from 57 years to nearly a century's worth of deductions in a single day.

The generation and purification of origin fragments had also been enhanced, although he needed to remodify his Ether Devices before the effects could manifest fully.

In addition, his attack power, defensive capabilities, and auxiliary skills had all been bolstered to new heights.

With the addition of various unique skills he inherited from the supreme law of origin, Maximus's strength had leaped an entire magnitude in a single stroke.

Feeling the immense power coursing through him, Maximus felt every tribulation and trial he had endured had been worth it.

As he examined the changes within himself, something in his special physique caught his attention.

"What is this? A bridge?"

Looking further, Maximus was greeted by nothing but a haze of smoky mirrors.

"Do you know what's happening to my physique?"

"It's a bridge to the Source of the Aeon Plane,"

"It seems that my connection with you, combined with the nature of your physique, has managed to manifest this bridge…"

Hearing the explanation, Maximus attempted to touch the invisible bridge a few more times.

"It's no use. You are too weak to access the Source of the Aeon Plane. If you were to enter it now, you would likely implode."

"I see…"

Acknowledging his current limitations, Maximus stopped deliberating about it.

Turning his attention to the Supreme law of origin, a glint appeared in his eyes.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

"What might that be?"

"The reward! You're forgetting the rewards!"

Maximus and his family had come to this trial for the fabled rewards.

Signing a contract with the Origins of Law had been an unexpected bonus but not the primary goal.

"Oh, but that is not within my jurisdiction. You'll need to ask the Supreme Law of Virtuality." It said as it vanished, finishing its job.

As if summoned by its name, the Supreme Law of Virtuality appeared in an instant.

"Come. I'll take you to the treasure vault,"

Without further words, it grabbed Maximus and whisked him away.

"Hehe, I wonder what treasures I'll find…"

…

Meanwhile, as Maximus was being escorted to the treasure vault of the Virtual Tower, his wives found themselves stuck on the 161,801st trial.

Facing the impossible trial set by the Supreme Law of Destiny, no matter what they tried, they couldn't pass.

"This is insane!"

If other trials could eventually be conquered with enough time, effort, and preparation, the trial of Destiny seemed utterly impossible.

Power alone wasn't enough to overcome destiny.

Here, luck, talent, comprehension, and an unyielding will were all required—and even then, the odds were slim.

As they were now, they felt like the unluckiest souls alive, trying to challenge a goddess of luck who was openly cheating.

With no viable options left, they could only admit defeat.

Fortunately, they had already chosen Origins of Law to bind with.

Once the trials reverted to normal difficulty, completing them would merely be a matter of persistence and time.

Asha, who was on the 161,802nd trial, slumped like a wilted flower.

After struggling through the trial of the Supreme Law of Destiny, she now faced the trial of the Supreme Law of Will.

Carrying the weight of suffering and the pain of every being, Asha nearly broke down.

"Sister Destiny, I don't want to do this anymore! Leave this pain and suffering for someone else to carry!" Asha pouted with fake tears streaming down her face.

"Alright, alright, you've done enough!" the Supreme Law of Destiny snapped in exasperation, looking at Asha's unambitious spirit.

While most of the others either exited the trials altogether or reduced the difficulty to normal.

Seven individuals remained in play.