Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

The tremors on the metal continent grew increasingly violent, almost like a galaxy-scale earthquake.

The ground cracked open into deep, bottomless canyons, and countless metal buildings collapsed with a deafening roar, kicking up clouds of dust.

Lu Sheng stood in the center of the ruins, his feet rooted to the spot. He didn't even activate his shield, letting the shattered metal pieces smash against him and bounce off his dragon scales.

He squinted, staring intently at the tall tower in the center of the continent.

The tower began to crumble from the bottom up, with huge chunks of metal crashing to the ground.

A blinding white light shot into the sky from the ground, piercing through the protective shield of the first star sector and plunging into the dark depths of space. The light was so bright that it hurt the eyes.

In the white light, a figure slowly rose.

He was an old man who looked extremely thin.

He wore a tattered white robe, his hair was thinning to just a few strands, and his face was covered in age spots. He looked like an old beggar who might die at any moment, someone no one would even glance at if left on the roadside.

However, the aura emanating from him was so overwhelming that the surrounding space could not withstand it, constantly emitting cracking sounds like shattering glass.

The Sacred Realm of Spirits.

Tian Sheng Lao Zu (Ancestor of Heavenly Saints)

He didn't open his eyes, but hovered in mid-air, taking a deep breath through his withered nose.

"The smell of blood. Such a strong smell of blood."

The ancestor's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly resonated throughout the entire metal continent, penetrating right into people's ears.

"Are all my good-for-nothing descendants dead?"

He slowly opened his eyes.

Those were eyes without pupils. Pure white light flowed within the whites of their eyes. This was a sign that the laws had completely integrated into their bodies, and were even beginning to alter their physical structure.

The Spirit Saint Realm grants mastery of five or more laws and allows the creation of rules for one's own small world.

In their realm, they are the creator gods, and whatever they say is law.

The ancestor's gaze instantly locked onto Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng met his gaze calmly, even raising an eyebrow.

"Old man, your younger ones taste pretty good, quite chewy. It's just that there's not enough meat, not enough to eat. Your old bones look so thin and bony, I wonder how they'd taste in soup."

Lu Sheng, carrying the Dragon Devouring Spear, said with a smile, his tone full of provocation.

The patriarch looked at Lu Sheng with no anger on his face, only a haughty indifference. In his eyes, Lu Sheng was just a slightly larger insect.

"A low-dimensional mutant. To be able to kill all eleven of my elders at the Spirit Venerable Realm, your talent is indeed remarkable. Under normal circumstances, I might even consider taking you in as a dog."

"Unfortunately, you don't understand what true power is. You've messed with the wrong person."

The old ancestor slowly raised a withered hand.

"Before a Spirit Saint, a Spirit Venerable is nothing more than a slightly larger ant. I can crush it if I want."

He pressed lightly on Lu Sheng from a distance.

There were no earth-shattering energy fluctuations.

There was no dazzling light either.

But the space around Lu Sheng instantly froze.

Lu Sheng felt as if he were sealed inside a giant piece of amber. The surrounding air had turned into a substance ten thousand times harder than steel, squeezing his body tightly.

This is not just physical compression, but the crushing of rules.

The ancestor replaced the cosmic rules surrounding Lu Sheng with his own rules.

In this space, if the ancestor says you can't move, then you absolutely can't move. You can't even blink.

"Die."

The old ancestor clenched his fist suddenly, his tone as calm as if he were crushing a bug.

The solidified space instantly collapsed inward.

The terrifying compressive force is enough to shrink a planet to the size of a glass ball.

The black and gold dragon scales on Lu Sheng's body creaked under the strain.

The bones were deformed from the pressure, making a grinding sound that made your teeth ache.

"Is this the rule control of the Spirit Saint Realm?"

Lu Sheng gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He felt as if his internal organs were being squeezed out, and his blood was flowing wildly backward in his veins.

"He's definitely much better than those good-for-nothings. He's got some skills."

Lu Sheng grinned, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the dragon scales on his chest.

"But you think you can crush me? Your old bones aren't tough enough! I eat lightning tribulations like it's nothing, why would I be afraid of your little squeeze!"

The Spirit Venerable Nebula within Lu Sheng's body spun wildly, and he squeezed the power of the four laws to their limit.

"Open the Heaven-Devouring Furnace!"

The deathly gray phantom of the Ancient Devouring Furnace erupted directly within Lu Sheng's body.

A terrifying gravitational pull erupted from every pore of Lu Sheng's body.

The surrounding collapsing space, encountering this unreasonable gravitational force, was instantly torn to shreds. The spatial fragments were sucked into the furnace and instantly refined.

Click!

The spatial blockade was forcibly broken.

Lu Sheng regained his freedom, panting heavily as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His bones cracked and popped all over his body before instantly returning to their original state.

A hint of surprise finally flashed in the old ancestor's white eyes.

"You actually managed to break my spatial rules? How is that possible!"

The ancestor glanced at the faint phantom of the Devouring Furnace on Lu Sheng's body, and his expression changed instantly.

"So that's how it is. You possess a treasure within you that transcends the dimensions of this universe. No wonder you were able to devour the origin of the stars, no wonder you were able to kill eleven of my elders."

The old ancestor's eyes became extremely greedy, and even his breathing became rapid.

"Heaven is on my side! If I can seize this treasure from you, I can not only replenish my lifespan, but even break through to the Spirit Immortal Realm and ascend to a higher-dimensional universe! Kid, you've truly given me a great gift!"

The old ancestor burst into laughter, his laughter filled with madness.

He no longer held back.

He quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest, and white light danced at his fingertips.

"The Celestial Realm, open!"

The prototype of the small world of the Spirit Saint Realm descended directly.

The surrounding metallic continent vanished instantly.

Lu Sheng found himself in a world composed entirely of white light.

There is no distinction between up, down, left, or right here, and no concept of the passage of time.

There was only endless white light, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

"In my world, I am God. I can make you live or die as I please."

The ancestor's voice came from all directions, carrying absolute authority.

"Deprive you of your sight."

Lu Sheng's vision went black; he could see nothing. The white light vanished, leaving only pure darkness.

"I'll take away your hearing."

The surrounding sounds vanished instantly, leaving a deathly silence; even the sound of one's own heartbeat could not be heard.

"Take away your power rules."

Lu Sheng felt as if the Spirit Venerable Nebula within his body was frozen, completely unable to mobilize the power of the four laws. His spiritual source was locked tightly in his dantian, and he couldn't use even a fraction of it.

This is what makes the Spirit Saint Realm so terrifying.

In his little world, he can change the rules at will and turn you into a complete useless person.

"Now, hand over your most precious treasure, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead."

The ancestor appeared before Lu Sheng. He stretched out his withered hand, his nails growing long, preparing to directly dig out the Devouring Furnace from Lu Sheng's dantian.

Lu Sheng closed his eyes.

Although they cannot see, hear, or even have their power suppressed.

But there was no sign of panic on his face.

Instead, a mocking smile curled at the corners of his lips.

"Old man, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about my tastes?"

Lu Sheng's voice echoed in the small world, filled with disdain.

"You think you can defeat me by suppressing my laws? That trick might work on others, but it's utter nonsense to me!"

"My biggest trump card has never been any rule."

Lu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Although his sight was taken away, the two black stars in his eyes burst forth with dazzling light, forcefully piercing through the darkness.

"My trump card is my incredible appetite; I can even withstand a heavenly tribulation!"

Lu Sheng didn't bother to activate the laws within his body at all.

He directly activated the true form of the Ancient Devouring Furnace!

"Suck this damned world dry!"

boom!

The deathly gray phantom of the giant furnace forcefully pushed open the ancestor's white miniature world.

The overwhelming and unparalleled gravitational force erupted in full force.

The rules of the small world set by the ancestor were like paper in front of the Devouring Furnace, and were instantly torn to shreds.

The white light was sucked into the furnace in large gulps, transforming into pure energy that surged into Lu Sheng's body.

Lu Sheng's vision and hearing returned instantly.

The power within his body surged again, even more violently than before.

The old ancestor was terrified and took several steps back in fright.

"You...you actually managed to devour the very essence of my small world?! What kind of sorcery is this?!"

This is the culmination of tens of thousands of years of painstaking effort! Every ray of white light is his lifeblood!

"It's a bit bland, no salt added." Lu Sheng licked his lips, his face full of disgust.

He gripped the Dragon Devouring Spear with both hands, the tip pointing directly at the ancestor.

"Next, it's my turn. Old man, are you ready to go?"