Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Luo Kunlun hovered high in the sky, the dark patterns on his body still wriggling slightly, the red and black interwoven patterns flowing as if they were alive.

Looking down at the desolate wasteland below, the earth was cracked, lava and seawater mingled, and the bones of former creatures were scattered everywhere, a scene of utter desolation.

As Luo Kunlun's consciousness stirred, a force slowly spread out in accordance with his will.

It was a power that defied description.

Wherever it passed, the raging seawater receded, revealing the outlines of the submerged land.

The cracked earth began to slowly heal, the bottomless chasm was filled with soil and rocks, and the boiling magma gradually cooled, turning into hard rock layers...

A silvery-white light emanated, enveloping the entire desolate world, and the spatial barriers that had been broken by the battle of the four divine beasts began to slowly repair themselves. The energy storm gradually subsided, a tear appeared in the leaden sky, and sunlight pierced through the clouds, scattering across the earth.

Some surviving creatures peeked out from their hiding places; even in such a struggle, tenacious life still survived.

They could sense that the land was recovering, and a breath of new life was spreading from the depths of the soil.

As the last crack healed, Luo Kunlun slowly withdrew his primal power. His body swayed gently, and the dark patterns interwoven with red and black gradually faded away, eventually transforming into a silver-white stream of light that hovered in mid-air.

At this moment, his aura was restrained, yet he exuded a powerful aura.

The power of life from the three rings flowed slowly within him, and with each breath, it stirred up the energy tides around him.

He looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the barrier of the world, then went directly to the barrier, ripped it open, and crawled out.

Luo Kunlun arrived outside the world, where, in addition to the chaotic space, there existed extremely turbulent energy.

The instant he was separated from the world, Luo Kunlun experienced a violent collision with those energies, and he also saw the scene outside the world.

It's hard to describe in words; all I know is that it was terrifying.

The apocalyptic scene caused by the previous battle between the four beasts was nothing compared to the void outside the world.

It's no wonder that only those in the Third Ring are qualified to cross the world. Creatures below the Third Ring will soon be assimilated by these energies outside the world.

Looking around, there was nothing but the enormous world barrier and chaotic energy behind them.

Other worlds exist in the void, but they are extremely far away, measured in light-years.

To travel through the heavens, one must rely on the power of the warp.

Through Skell's research on the subspace and the current three-ring hierarchy, Lokunlun found a safer way to enter the subspace.

The blue light suddenly surged, and the next moment, a twisted rift tore open in front of him.

A narrow crevice, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, was devoid of light, filled only with swirling, viscous-like colors.

Then, he erected a barrier around himself.

The Geller field, the only guarantee of survival for subspace travel, is composed of unknown subatomic particles and maintains a real "bubble" in subspace.

Simply put, it's a kind of real-time bubble. It's designed to prevent anything or anyone entering the subspace from entering subspace entities and energy.

Note that force fields are not absolutely reliable and can be affected by external shocks, resulting in decreased stability, local cracks, complete collapse, and other issues.

If that happens, we will either perish or be assimilated and polluted.

In addition, this force is only used in subspace and is not effective against physical weapons.

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The Geller force field expanded around Lokunlun, the pale blue light curtain resembling a transparent eggshell.

Looking up at the torn subspace rift, the viscous color inside twisted and changed, sometimes turning into blood-red tentacles, sometimes condensing into dark purple eyeballs, exuding a chilling unknown aura.

This is the subspace, a strange dimension different from reality, filled with countless incomprehensible rules and powers.

Without much hesitation, he flashed and plunged straight into the crevice.

If Skylar, a mere second-ring being, dares to research and utilize subspace, how could Lokunlun, a third-ring being, possibly hesitate?

The moment they stepped into the subspace, a strong sense of repulsion hit them.

The viscous color, like a solid liquid, rushed over wildly, but was easily blocked.

In the subspace, there is no direction, no time; all that can be seen are distorted and ever-changing colors and light.

Occasionally, enormous phantoms would flit through the depths of the colors, and upon seeing this, Luo Kunlun would conceal all his presence.

Here, Luo Kunlun could sense that he had two connections.

Upon realizing this, Luo Kunlun's consciousness stirred slightly, and his perception was pushed to its limit. He "saw" a faint but stable spatial fluctuation deep within the subspace.

It's the wizarding world.

Lokunlun can sense some things happening inside the world.

"If this connection originates from the wizarding world, then from which world does the other connection originate?"

As he pondered, Luo Kunlun began to sense things.

Using his senses, Lo Kunlun pieced together some images of the world.

The city is brightly lit, with neon lights everywhere...

Modern city?

Could it be...?

The blue light surged again, and the Geller force field enveloped his body, transforming him into a streak of light that sped toward the direction of the spatial fluctuation.

After some time, a crack appeared in the viscous color ahead, and on the other side of the crack was light.

Upon seeing this, Luo Kunlun's consciousness stirred, and he directly entered the crack.

It was as if a door had been opened, and Luo Kunlun entered another world.

It's unclear how he came to be here, as if Lokunlun had always been in this world.

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The city at night is dazzling and incredibly charming, yet it also carries a hint of morbidity.

On the outskirts of the city, mountains of scrap metal and rotting organic matter form a unique "landscape" in this area.

This is the outhouse of the upper town, a scar that can never be hidden beneath its glamorous exterior.

At this moment, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties was slumped limply on a pile of messy junk.

Beside them stood two bald, burly men.

"You ignorant brat, how dare you provoke our Shengdian Group!"

The young man lay sprawled on the cold scrap metal, his bones feeling like they were falling apart. Dark red blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and through his murky vision, he saw the menacing faces of two bald, burly men.

He barely managed to lift his head, his chapped lips moving, the words he uttered barely audible: "You... Shengdian Group... will get your comeuppance sooner or later..."

"Retribution?" One of the scarred men sneered, kicking the young man hard in the stomach. "Kid, why don't you take a good look at yourself in the mirror! Daring to secretly film our company's secrets, you're lucky you're still alive, not dead from the security team's guns!"

Another short, stocky man squatted down, grabbed the young man by the collar, and lifted him up. "Tell me, where did you hide the photos? Hand them over, and I might leave you a decent corpse!"

The young man's face turned deathly pale instantly, his lips bitten until they turned blue, but he kept his mouth tightly shut and refused to say a word.

That was evidence he had painstakingly obtained—evidence of improper dealings between the bioelectric group and federal government officials. Once exposed...

Unfortunately, he managed to evade the security personnel of the Shengdian Group, but he couldn't escape these two burly men.

Seeing the young man's stubbornness, the scarred man's eyes flashed with malice. He drew a gleaming short knife from his waist, pressing the tip against the young man's neck: "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences! I'll count to three, and if you don't talk, I'll slit your throat!"

"one--"

"two--"

The chill of the dagger seeped into his skin, and the young man's body began to tremble slightly, his eyes filled with despair.

Just then, a man appeared above the pile of waste.

Luo Kunlun looked down at the scene below and instantly deciphered the information before him: two burly men wielding weapons, a dying young man, and the metallic rust and bloody smell permeating the air.

"Photos? Shengdian Group?"

The two bald, burly men looked up abruptly and saw Luo Kunlun on the garbage heap; their pupils contracted sharply.

When did this person appear?

They hadn't noticed at all!

Scarface's heart sank, his grip on the dagger tightened involuntarily, and he shouted, "Who are you? Mind your own business! This is a matter for our Shengdian Group!"

Luo Kunlun ignored his threat and simply focused on releasing his mental energy.

A dilapidated neighborhood, a brightly lit metropolis, a population with a huge gap between rich and poor, and a familiar language.

The language of the Secret Martial World!

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Seeing that Luo Kunlun ignored him, the scarred man immediately became angry.

What kind of lunatic is this? Knowing they are from a behemoth like the Shengdian Group, how dare they ignore them!

"die!"

Scarface pulled out a pistol, pointed the dark muzzle at Luo Kunlun, and immediately opened fire!

This is a weapon specially made by the group. Even an expert in the inner realm could be fatally struck in a vital spot if they are not careful!

Anyway, the higher-ups gave a death order: eliminate all those who knew the truth.

"Specially made firearms?"

Upon seeing this, Luo Kunlun's consciousness stirred slightly, and an invisible force suddenly spread outwards.

Scarface felt a terrifying force rush towards him, his entire body instantly froze, and he and his gun were torn to dust by Luo Kunlun.

Upon seeing this, the short, burly man was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, a wet, cold stain seeping from his trouser leg.

What happened? How could such a big, living person suddenly disappear?

The young man was stunned, forgetting the pain he was in. This was... a superpower?

......................

"A ghost...a ghost!"

The short, burly man scrambled backward, using both hands and feet, but tripped over the scrap metal on the ground and fell heavily onto a pile of rusty steel pipes.

Luo Kunlun's gaze slowly moved down and landed on the short, strong man. In an instant, he could analyze the man's skeletal structure, muscle strength, and even the frequency of his heart beating wildly.

There were no unnecessary movements, only a slight shift in thought.

An invisible force spread once more, and the short, burly man's body suddenly froze. Then, even faster than the scarred man, he turned into dust and disappeared into the night. Not a trace of blood was left behind, as if the two had never been in this junkyard.

Only then did Luo Kunlun turn his gaze to the young man who was lying on the ground.

The young man's body was still trembling slightly, his eyes filled with horror and bewilderment.

Luo Kunlun landed slowly on the pile of scrap metal, his footsteps landing on the cold metal without making a sound. He crouched down, his gaze sweeping over the wounds on the young man's body; the bruises and abrasions were no different from insignificant scratches in his eyes.

With a thought, the young man's injury was instantly healed.

"What's your name?"

Luo Kunlun's voice was calm and emotionless, yet it made the young man's body tremble violently.

"My name is Bai Lang."

"Senior, who...who exactly are you?" The young man finally found his voice, which trembled deeply.

As a martial artist, he had heard that inner-realm martial artists could use their qi to heal others, but the method he had just witnessed was truly miraculous.

"Just a passerby," Luo Kunlun said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the brightly lit upper city in the distance. "Is this the Secret Martial World? What time is it?"

Bai Lang was stunned, clearly not expecting this mysterious person to ask such a question.

When? Could he be a time-traveling ancient person from an online novel?

No, that's impossible!

Could he be a freak who escaped from a mental hospital and went mad from practicing martial arts?

His method is a new martial art similar to the nitrogen pressure freezing technique that is circulating online.

"Senior, it is now the year 398 of the new calendar."

Bai Lang answered truthfully as before.

What is the New Calendar? And what is the Shengdian Group?

"Legend has it that nearly four hundred years ago, demons ravaged the world. Later, heroes slayed them, and the ancient warriors designated that day as the new year after they eliminated the demons' minions."

"As for the Bio-Electric Group, I can tell you that they not only collude with high-ranking federal officials, but also secretly conduct human experiments. They are simply a group of ruthless devils who devour people without spitting out the bones!"

Luo Kunlun's eyes flickered slightly.

Nearly four hundred years have passed in the world of Secret Martial Arts?