With the birth of this new concept, the other end of the Ascension Stairs to Godhood suddenly stabilized, anchoring something unbreakable and eternally immortal.

At this moment, the text that appeared two years ago on the first page of the [Sailing Logbook] suddenly glowed with golden light.

"A passion for life, a longing for freedom, courage that never backs down even in the face of powerful enemies, and an [Anchor] from the ’correct history’!

Conditions met! Logbook restarted, a new history is about to be recorded (Chapter Two)!" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Byron immediately realized that the anchor chain seemed to be connected not just to "one," but also to the so-called "correct history."

Before he could fathom what correct history truly was,

Dong! Dong! Dong!...

Distant chimes rang out, and an overwhelming divine light descended along the Ascension Stairs to Godhood onto him.

Byron’s body gradually turned transparent, emitting a golden-red divine light from the inside out.

Nobility, immortality, eternity... Strong concepts seemed to condense into substance, forcibly ingraining themselves into the spectators’ minds through vision.

A spiritual whirlwind arose, and Byron involuntarily revealed the mythical form of the Ouroboros once more, while his body rapidly expanded.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a colossal being over a hundred meters long, with the shadow cast from the sky enveloping the core battlefield formed by several flagships.

The size was no less impressive than the Sea King Dragon [Deep Sea Yama] from the Ocean Throne and the Leviathan Whale [Father of the School of Sharks] Bonaparte, and the power was equally formidable.

Yet it increasingly shed the sensation of biological texture, making it difficult for a mortal’s eyes and brain to discern if he still resided in the three-dimensional world.

Gradually, his abdomen remained a blood-red color, but his back turned a deeper black than the dark night itself.

The authority of the Fifth Order [Pseudo-God] began to solidify within Byron, with innate supernatural symbols continuously surfacing from his body.

Core Authorities: [Transformation], [Netherworld], [Creation], [Storm], [Royal Iron], these powers varied in strength but encompassed all the abilities Byron possessed.

Before one’s eyes, it unmistakably already had a somewhat indescribable, ineffable flavor.

Combat personnel on the battlefield couldn’t help but prostrate and yield to him upon seeing just a glance, chanting:

"Saint Byron!"

It was at this moment.

Back then, the three great [Nether Authority] collected piece by piece by Byron: the Tenno Natives’ [Lord of the Celestial Kingdom], the Bayfolk’s [King of the Wild Hunt], and the [God of Funerals] from the Old Continent Nations quietly fused into one.

Equivalent to the Nether Authority in the collective subconscious of all known world species from the Old Continent, Bantaan, and the Southern Continent.

No one could claim a more complete Nether Authority by searching across several continents.

At the moment he successfully ascended to the Fifth Order [Pseudo-God], the long-dormant Nether Authority finally materialized.

This unique and complete authority clearly brought him unexpected immense benefits.

Instantly, half of his mythical form was dyed pitch black, and from a top-down view, the Blood River transformed into a black [Nether River] flowing swiftly.

[Nether Authority] fused with the Secret Arcane Art [Bloodline River], creating Byron’s exclusive authority, also called Divine Arts: [Nether River - Styx].

Though the authority symbolizing creation inherent in the Bloodline River remained, it added new capabilities.

The sailing logbook’s contents were plainly rendered:

"[Nether River] Styx, also called the Oathkeeping River, symbolizes the infinite cycles between life and death, and the ultimate ’Transformation.’

Not only can it transform various living and dead things itself, it can turn a mouse into a cup, a cockroach into milk, a slug into sugar... truly achieving myriad transformations!

Additionally, the Nether Authority represents the interference power over the collective subconscious ocean and even the world’s dark side, the ’Sea of Origin Matter.’

This Nether River traversed the material world, the world’s edge, and the Primordial Ocean of Source Material, breaking the boundary between life and death, and connecting to other isolated islands in the Sea of Origin Matter beyond the world.

Its nature is very close to the periodic Great Flood, even gods washed by this river would lose their divinity, and fall in rank.

It could even be entirely consumed by the master of the [Nether River], transforming into his own power.

Therefore, if one swears upon this river, even gods of the same rank cannot violate it, or they will be taken away by the Nether River."

Byron finished reading the retrieved information, peculiar expressions played across his dragon eyes covering him:

"So now I am essentially... the River God of the Nether River?

When combined with the inherent attribute of witnessing ’honesty,’ it already has a bit of a flavor of ’young man, did you drop a golden axe, silver axe, or iron axe.’"

Soon, his life essence completed its leap, reverting back to his human form.

He smiled at two approaching fiancées, reassuring their emotions, which were even more stirred than his own.

Holding the [Sword of Dedication], [Royal Iron Rule - Great Charter] resonated with even greater intensity with him, the newly ascended god and King of Hightins.

After inheriting the crown passed down by his ancestors.

The human collective subconscious sea wished to bestow upon Byron a kingly title similar to those given to Henry VI [Mad King], Enrique IV [Incompetent], and Margaret I [Evernight Queen].

Thinking about the predecessors’ tragic fates, his heart involuntarily climbed into his throat.

Afraid that due to past dark histories, titles like tentacle enthusiast, squid butcher, squid master, Tentacle King, or Nonhuman King... would be granted.