The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1538

From the other end of the Gate connected to Sheol, a cool breeze that carried both Ether and Origin Essence began to blow into the tunnel under the careful control of Rowan's dimensional soul.

The breeze was strong at the end of the Purgatory Gate. Still, as it blew towards the other side of the tunnel, it continuously weakened until only a minor amount of Ether and Origin Essence could be sensed at the other side.

All of this was deliberate. If Rowan wanted the transition from Aether to Ether and Primordial Essence to Origin Essence in the bodies and souls of his children to become smoother, he had to slowly introduce it to them so their adaptation would not be extremely violent, and most of them would survive this process.

There were ways that he could have done this quickly, but such methods would be needlessly cruel and lead to the death of many of his children, so following that path would be madness.

With the careful integration of Ether and Origin Essence in the bodies of his children, it would be a chance for them to find the new methods of cultivation that his dimensional soul was busy creating, as this Purgatory Gate was not just a trial, but it was an opportunity.

All of his previous foundations had been placed in the care of his dimensional soul, and he was in charge of ferrying all of that into his new realm.

It would take a while for the Purgatory Gate to be perfected because it was not a simple system. He had to make countless minor tweaks to ensure it would adapt to the individual needs of all who passed through it.

It would not be much of a test of adaptability if those of his children who were immortal could walk the same road as those who were mortal. The Purgatory Gate was to adapt to the individual, and by the time they walked out of the other end, they would be heirs of Origin.

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Rowan's dimensional flesh was barely focusing on the works of his dimensional soul as he already moved towards the table and sat before the map.

A few quick instructions to Circe, and she bowed before she left the room to follow his commands. She was to slowly release her duties as the owner of the Booze Palace to Achimedes so that she could pursue the purpose that had caused Rowan to carry her to the higher realms.

After fifty million years of refinement, the Aura emerging from this map was at the Proto–Source Level when it was barely at the Apocalypse Grade at the start of the refinement, and it would not take long for it to become a Source Level treasure as time went on and more Primordial Aura flowed through it, enhancing the degree of proficiency it was gathering.

Rowan's concentration scattered into many parts, but he was primarily focused on the most critical matters, and the first he had to tackle was the state of the storm.

The immortal eye above the storm was simply a means for him to connect to all of existence so that he could precisely deliver the storm to the place that it was needed.