Merging with nearly every path and source of law, Maximus felt he could do anything.
From attack, healing, and defense to auxiliary skills—everything one could imagine.
In the past, the source of knowledge was like a single entity.
Although it later merged with other path, sources, treasures, and materials, there was still a sense of separation, like wielding an external power.
Now, as everything fused into one, the barrier he once felt had vanished.
Although his path remained the Path of Knowledge, the source had transformed into the Source of Omnipotence.
A path and a source are different. A path is the road one chooses, while a source is the endless energy, environment, and potential upholding that path.
Thus, while the source of knowledge evolved into the Source of Omnipotence, his path stayed the Path of Knowledge.
Yet, with the boundless energy fueled by the Source of Omnipotence, his path had progressed to the limit of the absolute of law.
The feedback from the Source of Omnipotence felt like the difference between a hose trickling water and a dam unleashing its floodgates.
Anytime he wanted, he could ascend to the Overlord Realm.
"Is this the Source of Chaos?" he wondered, feeling the difference
From the Source of Law to the Source of Chaos, the Source of Omnipotence had evolved beyond the Aeon Plane.
He had read in the heavenly system that the Source of Chaos was a fundamental condition for the Absolute of Law to advance to the Archon of Law.
This meant that, as long as he met the other conditions, he could forge a path only an Archon could do.
"My hard work has not been in vain..." Maximus sighed.
After millions of years working with the source of knowledge, etherium devices, and countless efforts to persuade those absolutes, everything had finally come to fruition.
"The only thing left is to complete the Trial of Origin."
With the enhancement from the Source of Omnipotence, his Core of Origin had reached unprecedented solidity and strength.
Taking the Trial of Origin, Maximus felt a million years was enough to complete it.
"Hah~ It seems I can still prepare before the trial in the Atrium of Law."
According to the Entity of Origin, there is only about 1.5 million years remaining before the trial.
Initially, with his current progress, Maximus was slightly short of succeeding.
Now, with the enhancement of the Source of Omnipotence, he might finish it ahead of time!
Not wanting to waste anymore time, he informed his family about what had happened and returned to seclusion.
No matter how much commotion his advancement to the Source of Omnipotence caused, he simply didn’t have time to care.
Meanwhile, amid Maximus’s return to seclusion, the Aeon Plane was in a massive uproar.
Compared to the appearance of Overlords, the evolution of a Source of Law into the Source of Chaos completely ignited the world.
With the Source of Omnipotence surrounding the entire Aeon Plane, all beings, whether mortal or Overlord, felt the path forward widen to the extreme.
From a dirt road, it transformed into a paved freeway; from walking, it became like soaring in a plane.
Not only did they feel advancement easier, but they also felt greater diversity, endurance, strength, and perception of law.
Especially those absolutes and countless powerhouses who had merged their path and source of law beforehand.
Like Maximus, they felt reborn, as if transitioning from a mortal to a god!
Although the feedback from the evolution of the Source of Law to the Source of Chaos was minimal compared to Maximus’s, it allowed them to soar forward, as if teleporting to the finish line.
Those who were near the peak of the Absolute of Law had quickly reached the end, ready to open the gates to the Overlord Realm.
The absolutes who once stood below the mountain now stood atop it, only moments away from advancement.
Countless masters of rivers and oceans of laws also advanced by another layer, progressing one level further on their path.
In this wave of promotions, the number of absolutes, originally in the thousands, shot up to over ten thousand in an instant.
Blessed by such rapid advancement, they felt unprecedented pride and excitement in their hearts.
Now, who dared to call them lackeys or lapdogs willing to kneel before the Shadowcrest family?
Who dared to point at them, calling them desperate slaves, forsaking everything just for the so-called advancement?
Although it might seem they could earn a steady amount of plane origin, living a rich and noble life, how many laughed at them from behind?
Even if they turned a deaf ear to such mockery and ridicule, deep down they felt inferior.
Even the Absolutes, craving more power before the advent of the dark disaster, willing to sell themselves and be controlled by the Shadowcrest family like servants and slaves, felt frustration in their hearts.
Unlike others who had already reached the peak and had some self-protection, they were merely bigger ants that could be swept away by the coming catastrophe.
Not wanting to end up in such a helpless fate, they could only sell their path and source of law for a chance to turn things around.
Now, all their humiliation, hard work, and suffering had finally been compensated.
Feeling their power reach the peak of the Aeon Plane, just one step from the Overlord Realm, they nearly cried, thanking Maximus and the Shadowcrest family deep in their hearts.
Now that they stood on equal footing with those peak absolutes, just an inch from becoming Overlords, who dare to laugh at whom?
It was their blessing to follow the lead of the Shadowcrest family, the lead of the Almighty Ruler of the Plane, Maximus!
Those who had laughed, mocked, or ridiculed them in the past were now mere clowns watching an unprecedented opportunity flash before their eyes.
Having benefited tremendously from the advancement of the Source of Law to the Source of Chaos, those Absolutes and countless other arrogant talents could only cry missing such an opportunity.
With this thought, all their frustration melted away.