Max sensed bloodline combustion from several directions.
Muffled groans echoed through the isolated spaces. A wave of unstable primordial force shook the chamber. Someone's aura spiked violently before being suppressed by the training facility. Another person's bloodline power surged so fiercely that the surrounding runes had to descend like chains to stabilize it.
The chamber was helping them awaken their abilities.
It was also preventing them from being destroyed by those abilities.
Max's eyes remained closed.
He did not envy them.
His awakening was slower because his Tier 4 Primordial Bloodline was at the highest level. If a lower bloodline was like a sealed treasure chest, then his was more like an ancient world locked behind layers of cosmic law.
Forcing it open was not simple. The chamber had to pressure his body again and again, deepen the bloodline combustion again and again, and awaken the hidden ability from the very root of his blood.
