Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Inside the spacetime bubble, Luo Kunlun's consciousness, like a star converging to its ultimate limit, completely extinguished all the "questions" and "explorations" that were spreading outward, leaving only pure introspection and the will to unify.

After ceasing his attempts to find answers externally, he turned his attention to the timeline network.

Those countless "other selves" that are like mirror reflections.

These ordinary, untraveled "him" are no longer just background noise for disguise in his eyes, but "resources" that can be integrated.

In the next instant, consciousness, like invisible tentacles, rapidly radiated outwards to the surrounding parallel possibilities, centered on its own unique "abnormal point."

Perception swept across countless branches, accurately locking onto those "other selves" who shared the same life origin and similar soul frequencies, but who, due to different choices or minor changes, ended up at an ordinary end.

Most of these "other selves" are not very strong.

Some live mediocre lives, some achieve a little success but remain stagnant, and the strongest are merely the backbone of some low-magic or low-martial worlds, far from touching the rules of dimensions.

Their level of consciousness, life energy, and even their accumulated experience and insights were extremely weak and thin from Luo Kunlun's perspective at this moment.

For these weak "other selves," the convergence process is exceptionally simple, almost an instinctive "gravitational absorption."

Luo Kunlun doesn't need to forcibly plunder or erase; he only needs to use his highly condensed and exceptionally stable timeline as a "magnetic pole" to emit a resonance of existence based on homology.

The faintest latent desire for "extraordinary" in the depths of the consciousness of those "other selves" in parallel worlds is quietly stimulated by this resonance.

Their life trajectories did not change in their respective worlds, but the "essential weight" of their existence began to flow and converge silently along the hidden veins of the possibility network towards the main timeline of Lokunlun.

This is not about devouring, but rather a higher level of "unification".

Like billions of water droplets scattered in a boundless ocean, they spontaneously converge into the same unfathomable vortex under the call of some absolute law.

Each addition of "other self" adds a fundamental "existence" to the main timeline, a "possibility foundation" originating from the concept of Lo Kunlun itself.

As the convergence process began, Luo Kunlun immediately sensed the change.

Although these beings are no different from dust in terms of power compared to this singularity, their sheer number makes them incredibly terrifying.

It was an incredibly clear, almost frenzied sense of power growth.

It started as a trickle, but almost immediately after the first moment, the speed of the flow began to increase exponentially.

Every second, he could feel himself becoming heavier and more solid.

Doubles every second.

Lo Kunlun's power is doubling every second.

Horrifying, growing exponentially.

Even a weakling with an initial combat power of only 1 point can become an invincible force in a very short time with this doubling boost.

第1秒2点、第2秒4点、第3秒8点.....到第10秒就已经是1024点，第20秒直接破百万，第30秒达到1073741824点....

Even more outrageous is that there is no upper limit to this doubling. Even a cosmic-level combat power barrier can be pierced like paper given enough days.

Completely disregarding cultivation bottlenecks and resource limitations, it represents a growth path of overwhelming power. In the early stages, one may need to keep a low profile, but later on, one can simply roam freely.

This growth does not stem from the extraction of energy from the multiverse, but rather from the recovery and integration of the "shares" of the concept of "Lokunlun" scattered across infinite possibilities.

Each time another "other self" is incorporated, he becomes more complete, and the "information density" and "realistic weight" inherent in his existence increase accordingly.

At the level of the timeline network, this is directly reflected in the exponential expansion of power.

However, Luo Kunlun felt no elation.

"The timeline is infinite, the possibilities are infinite... This means that, at least in theory, this doubling can continue to an unimaginable extent." His core consciousness was operating at high speed. "But this is just an accumulation of quantity. The real bottleneck lies in 'quality'."

In the process of bringing together countless ordinary "other selves," Luo Kunlun gained a more subtle perception of the "structure" of his own existence.

He realized that simply integrating these small possibilities was like continuously pouring water into a container; the container could become enormous, but the "properties" of the water remained unchanged.

Quantitative change can lead to qualitative change, but that requires bringing infinite possibilities to a stop.

But that's too far off; without external support, finite exponential growth can never reach infinity.

For a qualitative change to occur, something is needed that can alter the properties of "water" itself.

For example, integrating those "other selves" that possess powerful characteristics or are even "abnormal".

However, within his perception range, such "other self" is extremely rare, almost non-existent.

"Those progenitors..." Luo Kunlun's will became increasingly concentrated, "At the very top of all the heavens, there must be inconceivable beings."

"For them, the amount of power is perhaps just a number."

With increased strength, perhaps the ant will become a slightly stronger insect, or even reach a considerable level in the future.

However, if one cannot reach the threshold of "qualitative change," this advantage may be meaningless in the face of those who are truly at the top.

So, where can we seek this kind of external force?

"The divinity of the Divine Realm counts as one, and the Star River War Disk... should also count as one."

The Star River Battle Disk is a battlefield created by the Primordial Ancestors. Ten Primordial Saints are thrown into it, and when the last one is defeated, a new Primordial Ancestor will be born.

Although Luo Kunlun didn't believe that the Acquired Ancestors, who had fought their way through countless trials and tribulations, could be so kind, based on the information available at present, it was indeed a great help.

At that moment, a message appeared in the outside world. Eight acquired saints, including Luo Kunlun, could sense it.

"The ninth Acquired Saint-level cultivator has appeared."

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

At the very moment that Luo Kunlun was gathering his consciousness and activating the power of convergence within the spacetime bubble, a strange change occurred in an unnamed wasteland known as the Graveyard of the Death Star among the endless heavens.

This is a vast graveyard formed by the accumulation and slow rotation of countless shattered stars, desolate worlds, and even ancient sacred remains.

This place has a fragile spacetime structure, chaotic laws, and is filled with annihilating decay radiation and conceptual toxins, making it a place that many saints are unwilling to easily set foot in.

However, at this moment, in the heart of this desolate graveyard, a glimmer of "light" appeared.

Initially, it was only the size of a speck of dust, suspended between the eyebrows of a colossal, pitch-black divine skull, comparable to a star.

Gradually, the "light" began to pulsate, like a heart that had been dormant for billions of years beginning its first, slow but powerful beat.

Boom!

A silent tremor swept across the Sea of ​​Buried Stars, causing billions of star fragments to shudder in unison, and more deathly dust to fall from their surfaces.

The chaotic laws were forcibly smoothed out for a moment, as if paying homage to a king.

As the light pulsed, the light spot began to grow and transform, no longer a light spot, but a seed.

The surface is covered with countless extremely fine geometric patterns, which are constantly being recombined and transformed, creating a kind of extraordinary and unnatural rule structure.

Beneath the seed, countless "roots" extending billions of times finer than a hair pierced into the enormous divine remains below.

Something unimaginable happened.

Those were the remains of gods, at least ancient and innate deities, left behind after their fall. They had endured countless eras and remained immortal. Their hardness and inertia were enough to instill despair. Yet, under the absorption of the roots, they began to "melt".

It was not melting in a physical sense, but rather the "essence" of its existence. The fragments of the supreme rules that constituted its immortal divine body, the vast divine origin that had been deposited, and even the concept of "sacredness" itself were violently extracted, absorbed, and transformed by that seed!

The divine remains lost their luster at a visible speed, turned gray, and eventually turned into dust and completely dissipated.

The seed that absorbed all of this suddenly expanded and shone brightly!

Within the light, a human-shaped silhouette could be vaguely seen taking shape.

It was not the natural growth of flesh and blood, but rather a meticulous weaving and construction using light as threads and the rules of being devoured as a framework.

Deep within the graveyard, the floating, equally ancient, and even more powerful remains seemed to sense some kind of threat, spontaneously vibrating and releasing lingering intimidation and curses.

But when all of this approached that light, it was like ice and snow meeting boiling oil, quickly melting away, being assimilated and absorbed by the light, becoming another source of nourishment for constructing that humanoid outline.

The human figure's outline became increasingly clear.

Om-!

Centered on it, an invisible ring-shaped wave instantly spread out, and the surging light swept across the entire graveyard. Wherever it passed, the chaotic laws were forcibly "formatted" and became orderly. The shattered spacetime was "repaired" and "reconstructed" to form a stable world where life could live.

Even the negative concepts of death, annihilation, and curses released by those ancient remains were cleansed and covered by the fluctuations.

"What are you doing?"

"Purify the Death Star graveyard? What's the point?"

"It was a waste of time and effort, and it also exposed me."

"Foolish guy."

......

In an instant, the other eight saints, including Luo Kunlun, all sensed it.

Stars, light and heat, catalysts for life... the sun god.

"All things need light to grow. Let's purify this graveyard so that any life that comes here can have a better living environment..."

Inside the spacetime bubble, Luo Kunlun observed this graveyard.