But those who reached the level of an eighth-grade alchemist paid unimaginable prices in effort and hardship.

They had faced countless life-and-death crises and needed immense fortune to encounter rare opportunities and profound enlightenment to become an eighth-grade alchemist.

Andrew, however, had walked the path others spent their entire lives treading, finishing it over a decade ago.

As per the old saying, "The tallest tree in the forest is always the first to be felled."

Ten years ago, Andrew had been forced to carve a bloody path out of Chetvine, vanishing into obscurity.

Now, seated calmly in his meditation chamber, Andrew took a deep breath and swallowed the Ascension Pill in one go.

A surge of immense heat rushed to his head and spread through every part of his body.

"Break!" he muttered.

Andrew's eyes glowed with a faint golden hue as he clenched his teeth and let out a low growl.

The roaring sound of thunder coursed through his twin core merid