"This is a fortunate yet unfortunate soul. By an indescribable stroke of luck, he obtained the legendary Celestial Throne, becoming the successor of the primeval god."
"But unfortunately, his soul was too weak to bear the power of the Celestial Throne. The broken throne couldn't tolerate the slow pace of recovery and decided to find a new master. This was a very reasonable decision."
Asa's blood flew into the Book of Knowledge at an unprecedented speed. His body quickly withered, and his soul teetered on the brink of collapse, but the light in his eyes was brighter than ever.
The writing in the Book of Knowledge slowed, but the crimson words continued to be written with unwavering determination.