Soon after trying the repertoire of books, they explored the other features of the Tower of Knowledge.
From the Spirit of Knowledge, which could deduce tailored techniques, to the Knowledge Simulator, capable of simulating everything in the Aeon Plane, and the Battle Mode Simulation, which could simulate any figure they had in mind.
Trying each ability one by one, the anger they initially felt—stemming from the tower ripping off their family's secret manual—soon turned to astonishment and thoughts of endless possibilities.
Just the benefit of having the perfect cultivation manual, tailored specifically for them, sparked endless reverie.
Then, there was the thousand-fold comprehension enhancement.
This ability could potentially mass-produce masters of the River of Law, like a factory.
Finally, they experienced the true horror of the Knowledge Simulation platform—Battle Mode.
Being able to perfectly simulate an individual's abilities and skills without limits was a nightmare.
The top-tier virtual simulations in the virtual realm only dared simulate publicly available knowledge, and only with the consent of the individual.
Yet this Knowledge Simulation platform seemed unafraid of anything, simulating anyone it wished.
Although it was currently limited to Tier 11 individuals without the power of the River of Law, they knew its capabilities goes far beyond.
Forget about the theft of their secret manuals—if this simulation platform could even simulate themselves, it would cause a devastating war.
Enemies from the past, gauging each other's strengths, might directly clash.
The fake fronts others put up would be directly exposed.
The rankings of the top families, based on various parameters, would be reshuffled.
Forces who had enough strength could directly attack their enemies knowing they could win.
Such an apocalypse was not something they wanted to happen at a time like this.
"We must reach cooperation with the Shadowcrest family..."
Having gathered all the information they sought, they hurried back to their respective territories to report to their superiors.
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Meanwhile, atop the Tower of Knowledge, Maximus finished deducing the River of Knowledge Advancement Analysis.
"So, that's it."
To accelerate the advancement of the River of Knowledge, it all came down to one thing—Energy.
Whether it was origin energy, strands of causality, or the energy provided by the seekers of knowledge, all of it could be used to promote the River of Knowledge.
Among the three, the fastest source of energy for promoting the River of Knowledge was the energy provided by the seekers of knowledge.
Origin energy and strands of causality would still need to be processed, which would take longer and result in greater energy loss.
On the other hand, the energy provided by the seekers of knowledge acted like fertilizer, directly stimulating the growth of the River of Knowledge.
Based on the analysis deduced by his innate ability, Knowledge Creation, a method was presented to harness this energy without anyone needing to tread the path of knowledge.
"The combination of the Tower of Knowledge and the System?"
Usually, only those who had mastered at least 10 percent of the Path of Knowledge could provide tangible energy.
Otto, alongside his mother, also looked at Maximus with a complicated expression.
He hadn't expected that his friend, Magnus, was the famous Supreme Primordial candidate, Maximus.
Otto had suspected it might be the case when he sensed a familiar aura during a meeting tens of thousands of years ago, but he'd thought it was merely his imagination.
Looking at Maximus, Otto could only smile, nodding at him.
Seeing this, Maximus wasn't pretentious and nodded back.
The help of Otto and the Sterling family had been irreplaceable.
No matter what his status might be, he would always be grateful.
The first Supreme Witch, Sylvara, also gave him a smile filled with amazement and pride.
Since forming a marriage alliance with the Shadowcrest family, the Elfalhn Family has experienced a resurgence.
Sharing in the glory of a Primordial Candidate, they began to leverage their status to gain more benefits and cooperation.
Especially with the top sects, the Elfalhn Family had secured more business cooperation and exchanges, enjoying a prosperous time.
Seeing Maximus's strength increase again after only tens of thousands of years, she couldn't help but feel excited for the future.
After greeting Otto and Sylvara, Maximus was met by Malgron, who pulled him into a hug.
"Long time no see, Maximus! As expected of you! In just tens of thousands of years, you've become the strongest Tier 10 individual in the Aeon Plane!" Malgron laughed, happy to meet his old friend.
Although Malgron had already regained his identity and strength, his memories of the Etherium Realm remained the clearest.
If he hadn't been busy with other matters, he might have already visited the Etherium Realm himself.
"You're not bad either; you're still stronger than me..." Maximus muttered with a sigh.
Malgron's strength had already reached the Tier 11 realm, mastering the River of Killing.
The Path of Killing—the symbolic path of the Ashura Sect—was owned by none other than Malgron.
In the Plane War trillions of epochs ago, Malgron was even known as the "Little Ashura," the God of Killing.
As for the "True Ashura," that title belonged to the Ashura Sect's founder, who was the master of the Absolute of Chaos.
"I still haven't regained my full strength, but I'm sure we could still have a hearty battle!" Malgron said in excitement.
"Later," Maximus excused himself.
In truth, Maximus had already tried fighting Malgron in the simulation platform, only to be swatted away like a fly.
Malgron was already a master of the Ocean of Law, just in the process of regaining his control; thus, his power currently operated at the level of the River of Law.
"Then I'll wait," Malgron laughed, settling back into his seat.
Reminiscing with his old friend, Maximus consciously walked over to stand beside Iris.
In this small conference room, filled with masters of the Ocean of Law, he could only feel safe at her side.
Perhaps sensing his worry, Iris took his hand.
"Don't worry, I'm here..."