The Book of Knowledge had suffered a severe blow. Previously, though it outwardly conceded, deep down it still believed it was the true master. Without it, the master would be helpless, crying and begging at its feet.

But reality was not as it imagined. During its dormancy, Rode not only didn't suffer losses but achieved even more dazzling accomplishments.

Two king's souls, two Strong Sources, requiring the slaying of two king-level monsters, one of which was the embodiment of the black mist, and the other the ancient dragon king.

Without my existence, the master couldn't possibly have slain them.