"Master? What is this?" Minerva was visibly unsettled.

She finally understood the reason Taesan felt so distant.

It was simple—he had far surpassed her realm.

"Master, could it be… transcendence…?"

"No," Taesan denied.

"It's not that far."

Even Taesan couldn’t fully grasp his own condition.

An overwhelming presence was emanating from him in waves.

"Oh, ohhh!" The legs of those watching him trembled. They bowed their heads, chanting Taesan's name.

Yet, this wasn’t out of their conscious will. Instead, they were overwhelmed, instinctively compelled to worship a being far beyond them.

If things continued like this, all of them would …