Almost ninety days had passed inside the Domain of Infinite since William began focusing solely on cultivating spiritual energy.
Despite already standing at S+ rank, he constantly felt as though the next realm was within reach.
The threshold seemed so close that, at times, he believed a single steady breath might be enough to push him across it.
Yet that final breakthrough never came. The sensation of nearness lingered persistently, but the wall before him did not break.
Throughout those ninety days, he remained seated beneath the broad tree whose shade had become his anchor point within the domain.
Once he regulated his breathing and spent a few hours cultivating, he entered a state of flow.
In that state, time gradually lost its clarity. His awareness narrowed.
External distractions ceased to matter.
The sound of wind, the warmth of sunlight, and even the faint sounds in the atmosphere all faded into a distant backdrop.
