Pavin stood in the magic tower of the royal palace, his heart pounding violently. The "thump-thump" sound was exceptionally clear to his own ears, as if it were about to burst through his chest.
His gaze was fixed on the magic circle in front of him, which radiated a mysterious light, but his thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free, running rampant.
On one hand, his heart was filled with longing and remembrance for his grandfather, Hank Box.
His grandfather's kind and dignified face constantly appeared in his mind. The warm scenes of his grandfather teaching him swordsmanship hand-in-hand and imparting the principles of dealing with people were now like sharp blades, piercing his heart.
His grandfather's death was like the sky falling for him, and the whole world had lost its color.
He knew that if it weren't for this sudden misfortune, the family would still be thriving under his grandfather's protection, and he wouldn't have to endure such enormous pressure and pain in such a short period of time.
He secretly vowed that he must successfully break through to the Saint Realm. Only in this way could he have enough power to make the mastermind behind the scenes pay a painful price, seek justice for his grandfather, and restore the Box family's former glory.
On the other hand, he was full of nervousness and anticipation for the upcoming journey to break through to the Saint Realm.
He understood the difficulties and obstacles involved. How could the Saint Realm be so easily reached?
Countless predecessors had fallen on this path, and he was now about to step into this field full of unknowns and challenges, so his heart was inevitably strained.
But he also knew that this was his only chance to change his destiny and save his family.
He looked at the busy figures around him. Queen Mariah's confident and composed command and Princess Meilin's firm gaze brought him a trace of comfort and encouragement.
He told himself that he must not retreat or fear. His grandfather's spirit in heaven must also be watching him, expecting him to succeed.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, his hands trembling slightly involuntarily, a manifestation of intertwined nervousness and excitement. He kept cheering himself up in his heart: "Pavin, you can do it! For grandfather, for the family, you must successfully break through to the Saint Realm, even at any cost."
Outside the magic tower of the royal palace, within the imperial capital, no, to be precise, throughout the central provinces, the semi-Saint experts, upon hearing this news, could not suppress their curiosity and anticipation and flocked in like a tide, wanting to witness this grand event.
They gathered around the royal palace, whispering to each other, their eyes filled with eagerness and longing.
"If both Princess Meilin and Lady Mariah can break through to the Saint Realm, that would be a great blessing for our empire," a semi-Saint from the royal mage corps exclaimed.
"Yes, ah, in order to break through to the Saint Realm, even if you let me rush to the battlefield now, and fight with those border king's rebel army to the last moment, I would also be willing," a veteran semi-Saint in the army echoed, his eyes flashing with fiery light, as if he had already seen his own imposing appearance after breaking through to the Saint Realm.
In contrast, those semi-Saints from other parts of the empire were even more wide-eyed at this moment, with a burning fighting spirit in their hearts.
They might have been hesitant about whether to devote themselves wholeheartedly to serving the empire, after all, breaking through to the Saint Realm was a dream for them, but they felt it was out of reach.
But now, seeing that Princess Meilin and Pavin both had the opportunity to break through to the Saint Realm, this undoubtedly gave them a shot in the arm, making them realize that as long as they do their best for the empire, perhaps they can also usher in the day of breakthrough.
Therefore, they secretly made up their minds that for the possibility of breaking through to the Saint Realm, they were willing to shed their blood for the empire and fight to the last moment, even if the road ahead was full of dangers, they would never retreat.
In the magic tower of the royal palace, which was filled with a mysterious magical atmosphere, everyone's eyes were focused on Princess Meilin and Pavin, and everyone's hearts seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, rising and falling with their progress in breaking through to the Saint Realm.
After Princess Meilin stepped into the magic circle, the entire space seemed to be shrouded in a strange power.
She looked calm and steady, holding the diluted potential breakthrough potion tightly in her hand. After adjusting her breath slightly, she took the potion.
In an instant, a majestic magical power began to surge with her as the center. The runes on the magic circle seemed to be awakened, shining with a brilliant light. The light became more and more intense, gradually enveloping Meilin's figure.
Everyone watched nervously, not daring to breathe, for fear that the slightest disturbance would affect this critical breakthrough process. However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the entire breakthrough process was exceptionally smooth. The fluctuation of magical power gradually stabilized, and Meilin exuded a new and more powerful aura, obviously, she had successfully broken through to the Saint Realm.
Seeing this, Soren secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. After all, Meilin's success was a great thing for the entire empire, and it also meant that they had another powerful helper.
Next, it was Pavin's turn. He took a deep breath, full of anticipation and nervousness, and stepped into the magic circle.
He also took the potential breakthrough potion, but this time, as soon as the magic power began to surge, there was a sudden sign of chaos. The magic power, which should have been flowing in an orderly manner, was like a wild horse that had broken free, colliding uncontrollably.
Soon, the first breakthrough was declared a failure, but fortunately, perhaps because he had been prepared beforehand, or perhaps because of his own strength, Pavin did not suffer too much backlash.
In the event of a breakthrough failure, doing so can greatly reduce the backlash caused by the breakthrough failure, allowing the breaker to have another precious opportunity to break through to the Saint Realm.
And in case the other party is as lucky as Princess Meilin and succeeds with only one, it would be equivalent to saving the potion, and he would make a lot of money.
Thinking of this, a flash of decisiveness flashed in Soren's eyes. He made a decisive decision, and he must not let this rare potion be used up so easily, he must plan it carefully.
