Chapter 45: Family Reunion

A swirling dimensional tear quietly opened inside the reinforced, private training chamber of the Astaraeas estate.

Aeon stepped gracefully through the glowing portal, his boots making a soft contact with the cold, white marble tiles.

The exact second the portal dissolved into light behind him, Aeon felt the staggering environmental change.

The immense, rich density of the raw cosmic energy that blanketed his private omniverse dimension was entirely absent from this room.

Even though this specific cultivation chamber had been meticulously built by the empire's greatest arrays and high-tier magic circles to draw in huge reservoirs of atmospheric energy, its current density could not even begin to compare to the baseline of his dimension.

What was even more noticeable was that the quantity and quality of the primordial energies from his affinities were exceptionally thin here.