What happened between Damien and Rose from that point forth was known by none but the two of them.

The room was isolated in space from the rest of the Real Plane and, while they did spend some time on physical intimacy, it wasn’t their focus.

The only thing known about what happened in that room was that Damien and Rose almost felt like a single entity when they left, as if their souls had truly become one.

Nevertheless, Damien had spent a full two days, one for Rose and one for Ruyue, out of the three provided before the conference.

Since he was in the Sanctuary for most of that time, he was able to avoid the eyes looking for him like predators, but his disappearance only led to an increase in these people’s interest.

After all, Damien had performed many impossible feats in Holy Light Star. The only times he was invisible to the experts outside was when he and Xue’er were in the central region of the Holy Light Tomb and when he fell into Hassan’s restriction.

His fight against Su Ren, his use of the Sanctuary, his impossible healing ability and mystical techniques, all of these things were clearly seen by a large crowd of onlookers.

And Damien suddenly became the hottest topic.

This was the natural reaction of all living beings to the unknown. It was true that the younger generation was powerful and worthy of admiration, but most of the important characters among them were already well-known in the universe, and even if they weren’t, their origins could be traced.

Contrasting them was Damien Void, a man who mysteriously appeared in Grand Heavens Boundary and made his advent by cruising through the universe unrestrained, making a name for himself in all corners of the universe.

In these three days where Damien’s name was often discussed, his entire history in the wider universe was pieced together.

From the very first moment he entered the Dawn World to his adventures in Hidden Death Valley, Calypto, Eien, Beast Emperor Star, and even the Void Corridor, his “Legend” that always remained separated into its individual parts was formed into a cohesive whole.

And it was a daunting whole to look at.

Even more conversation took place regarding the traitors who attacked during the mystic realm opening.

Their fates needed to be decided.

It was too easy to kill them and be done with it. Unfortunately, it was highly likely that they had restrictions on their bodies and souls that would prevent them from giving any useful information.

As such, it was finally decided that Supreme Soul Palace and the Royal Demon Clan would jointly handle them, using their methods of physical and spiritual torture to hopefully evade the restrictions.

While the atmosphere was filled with anticipation for what was to come, Damien spent most of his time with his wives.

After reuniting with them individually, naturally, the next step was to spend time all together.

He only left a few times, returning Xiao Yue, who was really unable to hide her unwillingness, to Su Ren and taking care of a few other menial tasks.

As Damien comfortably sat with his three women and enjoyed the calm breeze of Theavel’s prairies, he closed his eyes and sent his perception into his own body.

He searched a bit before he found the new trait he’d gained. Though it didn’t have to be tethered to a part of his body, it did have a physical presence for him to grasp just like all his other traits.

For Law Controller, this presence was in his fingertips.

He sent his mana into them and felt the trait, allowing it to activate.

And instantly, he was hit with a wave of severe pain.

‘Khhh…!’ He groaned inwardly, not showing an outward change in expression so as to not disrupt the current peace.

His vision blurred as he was sent to a nondescript white room. In it, seven worlds floated together.

Damien’s eyes widened. It seemed Hassan lost control over Holy Light Star when he transferred the trait, but the Infected Source Worlds were much firmer and didn’t disappear from his grasp easily.

‘I didn’t think it could work like this. The worlds are bound to the trait itself rather than Hassan’s body, unlike how my worlds are bound to me and will stay with me even if I lose the Celestial Class.’

It was unfortunate for Hassan, as if he had been able to transfer his trait earlier, he would’ve been freed from his endless suffering, but to Damien, it was a ray of hope.

He smiled to himself. ‘It looks like your impact on the world…will never be forgotten.’

With a slight flexing of his fingers, Damien poured mana into the connection between the trait and the seven worlds.

He felt a constant stream of pain entering his body, allowing him to understand what drove Hassan to insanity.

‘But to me, this is just another day.’

Damien welcomed the pain and watched as the seven world projections lit up and shined powerfully.

‘Good.’

He slowly opened his eyes and left that space.

For now, he didn’t want the Infected Source Worlds to break down.

Letting them be destroyed would only startle the snake. At this juncture, it was imperative for Grand Heavens Boundary to hold its cards close to its chest.

For now, he would take the pain on himself, and when the time was right…

A grin spread on his face.

‘It’s been such a long time since we had a definitive advantage against the Nox. This time, we may have a chance of success.’

Damien stood up on the small hill where he and the three women were relaxing.

He gazed out into the fields of Theavel, past the happily living common people and towards the only barren stretch of the central continent.

There they were.

Arranged in orderly formations, covered in armor and holding powerful Chaos-rank weapons Damien had gathered over time, were over five hundred thousand troops.

They were Theavel’s army, an army that called itself the Void Army, to Damien’s horror and anguish.

It was mostly made up of 4th class soldiers, with an elite unit of over 5,000 extreme peak masters.

Of course, as they had limited time to train, these masters didn’t reach past the 4th revolution, but their existence was enough.

After all, to Damien’s absolute surprise, all of the 5 Emperors had risen to the High Commander level!

Meanwhile, Elvira herself was only a single step away from becoming an Executioner.

‘It’s a shame I can’t use them freely yet. Depending on how the situation evolves after the conference, I can slowly reveal my cards.’

This was Damien’s personal army. They’d been training essentially since Damien first took in those from 3000 Beast Mountain Range, and had gradually grown to its current size.

Damien knew they wanted to experience the bloody battles of the outside world just as much as he wanted them to, and he genuinely couldn’t wait for the day they finally made themselves known.

‘But, it’s good that their increases in strength are solidifying the Sanctuary’s universal law. Once I start forming more worlds in here, maybe their training speed will increase even more…’

Damien had a hunch.

He was somewhat certain that his existence was able to boost the training speeds of those around him.

The Sanctuary was the best example, but so were the people he held close like his wives.

The strength shown by the Human Domain pleasantly surprised him, but it didn’t seem natural.

If his inference was true, his identity held far more secrets than he originally anticipated!