Chapter 1185: Tribulation Evolution The pure Ascendant energy that Rowan had blasted out of his body served the function of relieving the strain of holding back his Ascendant energy from fleeing his body, but it had also injected a ridiculous amount of Ascendant Aura into the atmosphere. Inside this zone of halted time, it was impossible for any Aura to flow into it, and although Rowan had made the Shiik harvest only Calamity Aura that he had purified, this restriction did not fall on the minor Calamity gods that she had created. The Ascendant Aura he unleashed was not only extremely plentiful and potent, because it was extremely pure, the Calamity gods who survived its explosive release and were pushed back, were suddenly inundated with a flood of Aura more potent than anything they could receive on the surface. Unlike a normal Calamity who needed time to evolve, a Calamity god already had the path they were following, and for them, this Ascendant Aura was fuel, an extremely potent one. Their bodies did not balloon in size, instead, they drastically shrunk, their size reducing to a tenth of their previous self. It would have been a comical sight if not for the vast wave of power that erupted from their bodies as a result of this change, and this transformation did not end there. The shrinking of their bodies seemed to trigger an attractive force among the various Calamity gods, and in groups of tens of thousands, they began to merge together. In the end, a hundred massive creatures arose from the merger, they had thousands of heads and millions of limbs, all clutching various weapons, and unlike their silence from before, now this mountain of flesh was screaming, for it would seem that although this merger gave them great powers, it also caused them great pain. With a howl straight from the foulest depths of history, these mountains of calamity gods began to rotate as dense black smoke covered them, and in a blink of an eye, a hundred massive tornadoes appeared, with massive red lightning bolts emerging from within it that lit up the dark tornadoes, briefly revealing the monstrous howling figures they contained. The space that the Shiik had gathered began to shatter, and if not for the fact that Rowan's Ascendant body had shrunk after he got rid of a portion of his Ascendant Aura, he might have been revealed, such was the power contained inside the tornadoes. The source of the danger that Rowan felt had revealed itself and as they pressed towards him, his mind began to rapidly churn. The powers of these Calamity gods had been multiplied, and as always, it was not the force behind their attacks that was the problem for him, what he found that was still concerning was that the tornadoes caused a much greater pull on his Ascendant Aura, and they did not need to touch him, but inky come within a few hundred feet of his Ascendant body and his Aura would be ripped away from him. Despite not affecting his growth to the fourth dimension, he needed all the Ascendant Aura he could manage to build a stable framework for the body he would be creating that could hold the Dan. Without Ascendant Aura his body would simply collapse under its impossible weight. If he could wield a portion of his soul to hold back the descending tornadoes, escaping this Tribulation would become extremely easy, but he could not do this, and his only weapon against the Tribulation would serve as nothing but fuel for it. The process of reaching a higher dimension with his Ascendant body was relatively simple because he had already done most of the heavy lifting with his soul before merging with his body, but this process was not complete, and he could not truly merge with this world if he did not complete the elevation using his Ascendant body. What Rowan was doing was transforming the core of his Ascendant body into its new form, which mostly meant the transformation of the mental space of this Ascendant body. This mental space had been personally crafted by Rowan without the Will of this realm having any hand in the process, and because Rowan had created his mental space inside Doom Star, he had essentially robbed it of a part of its domain, and reaching the first level of Dan without the Will of the realm inside his Core was just the process of slowly stabbing a proverbial knife in the back of his enemy. Outwardly he would be an Ascendant, but there was nothing linking him to the realm, so he would be able to reach the core of Doom Star, and before it noticed his presence, Rowan would strike, and as the transformation of his core neared completion, Rowan knew that he had to make drastic decisions to survive the falling Tribulation. The core that existed in the body of every native was discovered by Rowan when he was inside the body of the Shiik, that one resembled a withered hand, and it was through manipulating this core that he had been able to reshape the Shiik to his will, he was doing the same thing to his Ascendant core, although on a much larger scale. The descending tornadoes were nearly upon him when Rowan decided to make his move. It was not as if he had been frozen in indecision all this while, but he had simply been biding his time, every moment he could squeeze out during this Tribulation counted. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢 After all this time, Rowan had become a being of singular focus, and it would be difficult for him to be truly shaken. He calculated what he needed to succeed, and was aware that it would be close, yet still possible, and without any indication, he tore off nearly thirty percent of his Ascendant Aura, leaving him with sixty percent, and doing his utmost to channel it into thirty massive streams, he unleashed them at the tornadoes. Unlike when he previously exploded his Aura without any form of control, what he did now was different, he was not trying to push the tornadoes back, their weight and momentum were extremely great, and he intended to feed them. He had noticed that the transformation of the Calamity gods had caused them to pause as they processed his Aura, and he was to do the same now, although in a more controlled setting as he shot for the completion of his ascension. Thirty beams of blue light so thick and dense it resembles metal, slammed into the tornadoes with a force that made reality quake. It drowned out the howls of the Calamity gods for a moment, but it did not shake them a bit as Rowan expected, instead, the howls that emerged from the tornadoes began to grow, the sounds reaching incomprehensible proportions. The third transformation of his tribulation began, as the tornadoes grew smaller yet their rotation increased, as well as the core of it, the Calamity gods becoming smaller and the merger becoming more complete as they swallowed each other. The wave of power emerging from these hundred tornadoes had long exceeded their previous levels. No Calamity gods had fed with such abundance for a long time. Rowan's pure Aura was an incredible tonic that would require them to kill tens of billions of Ascendants, and it was unknown if there was even this amount of living Ascendants in the entire realm.