I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

Lu Yuan stared intently at the colossal figure in the distance, the cold, grayish-white characters appearing before his eyes, causing his heart to skip a beat.

Target detected: Pale Eye (Completely Mutated)

The light emanating from the gray and white text illuminated his eyes, completely confirming the worst-case scenario in his mind.

That was the Guardian, a fifth-tier anomaly who had completely abandoned his human form and utterly plunged into the abyss. An extreme sense of absurdity and confusion welled up in his heart.

Because Lu Yuan remembered very clearly that the potion in Klaus's hand was a special alchemical product with the name "Breath of Death" written in gray and white.

The description of the potion stated that it could effectively suppress the collapse of a fifth-tier transcendent path and the disintegration of the physical body.

In theory, as long as the guardian drinks the potion, he can temporarily alleviate his injuries and maintain his human form.

So as long as the guardian takes that potion, he can temporarily preserve his human form, and later borrow that "hope"... perhaps he still has a chance to survive this ordeal, at least he can retain his remaining sanity and humanity.

But its current out-of-control state says it all.

Lu Yuan wasn't with Klaus and the others, so he didn't know what had happened over there.

But the outcome was already clear: the guardian did not choose to take the potion to save his own life. On the contrary, he likely gave up the chance to live and plunged headlong into this collapsing path home.

What exactly does he want to do?

In my line of sight, that deep black pupil that devours all light is undergoing an extremely astonishing transformation.

Cracks began to appear on the surface of the pure black eyeball, and beams of pale white light shone through the cracks, rapidly weaving and intertwining beneath the black shell.

The ear-piercing cracking sound, like ice cracking, continued to emanate. The pale white light spread out at an extremely domineering speed, and the thick white light instantly covered the entire giant eye, which was several meters in diameter. Black and white twisted and intertwined on the surface of the sphere.

Even when the guardians had become somewhat out of control, the aura they exuded still retained some of the composure and gentleness characteristic of human guardians.

It was a madness and coldness that made all things instinctively retreat, devoid of any human emotion, leaving only a primal wildness that wanted to devour all living things.

Near their lodging in the outer city, Klaus shuddered suddenly, a chill running from the soles of his feet up his entire body.

Meanwhile, the Blue Knight's path was also frantically issuing warnings. She was prepared to evacuate at any time, staring at the giant eye above, ready for the worst.

The surroundings suddenly became icy cold, and the white breath they exhaled instantly condensed into frost, while a layer of white frost quickly formed on the ground.

Everyone standing beneath the eyeball conjured by the guardian could clearly sense that the eyeball in the sky was gradually becoming a completely out-of-control and eerie entity.

Lu Yuan, hiding in the cracks of the sea of ​​knowledge, felt his eyelids twitching wildly.

In this almost hopeless situation, another out-of-control fifth-tier being has emerged.

Judging from its sheer presence, this thing is no less threatening than the crown currently in use.

This is terrible, Lu Yuan thought to himself.

At that moment, a faint light flashed before Lu Yuan's eyes, and the experience bar, which had been dormant for a long time, began to move again.

【禁忌学-求知者：+0.2...+0.5...+1...98.6/100】

Although the experience gained in taboo studies is extremely slow, it is actually quite fast compared to normal times, but it is still too slow at the moment.

Fortunately, this newly born, extremely powerful, and out-of-control creature is still emitting energy that nourishes forbidden knowledge, and this last bit of gap is being filled little by little.

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and kept controlling the rift in the sea of ​​knowledge before him, feeling his consciousness being torn apart and scattered.

His rationality fluctuated wildly, while his experience points surged exponentially. The price he paid was an unprecedented challenge to his reason and consciousness. He felt like someone who hadn't slept in a long time; his consciousness was beginning to blur.

This kind of fatigue has nothing to do with experience or reason itself; it is purely the result of willpower being worn down by this up-and-down tug-of-war.

But Lu Yuan persisted, clutching the golden token in his arms, constantly connecting with the crown while controlling the Sea of ​​Knowledge to resist the pull of the Crown of Kings, determined not to be squeezed out at the final crucial moment.

At this moment, deep within that enormous, deathly white eyeball, the guardian's mind was immersed in a strange and unprecedented sensation.

He crushed the decaying, rotting human body that had imprisoned him for hundreds of years with his own hands. All the accumulated old age and pain vanished in an instant, and everything went so smoothly.

A violent force surged within the pale white sphere, creating a kind of almost absurd carnival.

He even had a vague feeling that he had returned to the time when he had just become a third-order transcendent.

His body was so young, his spirit so high, and he seemed to have inexhaustible strength, as if he were invincible.

He could even sense that his own path was being rapidly reshaped by this inhuman power, rushing toward the true path known as the "Pale Eye".

At that very moment, a call from an extremely distant place, carrying a certain oppressive force, pierced through the spatial barrier without warning and fell directly into the depths of the guardian's consciousness.

The summons were grand and profound, unrelated to the crown atop the Tower of Learning or the flesh and blood of the Bronze City, yet revealing the will of a certain eye of the same origin deep within the world to gather its offspring.

The moment it fell, the flesh and blood writhing in the city below, emitting a pungent stench, evoked an inexplicable sense of intimacy in the guardian's senses.

Those disgusting things that he had once loathed and resisted with his life for hundreds of years now exuded a kind of alluring warmth, extending a silent invitation to him.

In that inhuman sense, it seemed as if some kind of fellow being was extending affection to oneself.

On one side was an irresistible, chilling call, trying to drag his will and his body away from the city;

On one hand, there was the eerie thing that he should have despised and loathed, but on the other hand, he felt a sense of closeness to it, as if it were one of his own kind, which gave him an impulse to throw himself into it.

Two chaotic forces were constantly eroding the guardians' remaining humanity.

He held onto that faint glimmer of light in his mind, letting out a silent roar as he pulled his crumbling self back together.

He mustered his remaining willpower and, deep within his own will, forcefully severed the suction force and the warmth.

But the call from the unknown land was so powerful and irresistible that it wanted to take back this "son" who had embarked on an unprecedented path.

If he follows this pull and leaves Bronze City, he might be able to survive under the protection of this power, or even go further.

But in that case, he would become a truly nauseating monster, a ridiculous existence indeed.

As for the massive mass of flesh and blood below that he found familiar and even intimate, it aroused a strong sense of disgust in his remaining sanity.

He was the guardian of Bronze City for five or six hundred years, an extraordinary powerhouse of the empire, and a predecessor of the Night's Watch.

Throughout his life, he fought against and killed countless supernatural beings. It was only with the support of countless companions and friends that he reached where he is today.

So even if he dies here and is buried here, he will never lose his last dignity, and he will never offer his body to these foreign scum.

The guards even became wary.

He had only just crossed the threshold of being out of control, and had not even been able to fully control his fifth-order body yet, so why was he already being targeted by some unknown source?

Could it be that beyond the fifth rank, there are secrets hidden that even he himself has never heard of?

But at this moment, the guardian no longer had the energy to think about it in detail.

All the lingering attachments, reluctance, and memories of humanity in my mind receded in this vast, cold wave.

He has lost human language, lost everything about humanity, and even the last vestige of human will is constantly collapsing and dissipating under the power emanating from this body.

But deep in his heart, there was still one last heavy anchor: hatred, the purest hatred for these mortal enemies.

As long as this anchor point is not broken, even if he transforms into a calamity, this power will only anchor everything in the final moments, allowing him to unleash all of this power on these strange beings.

Suddenly, the gigantic, pale white eye that had been hovering in the sky collapsed inward, and from the cracks that appeared, a burst of intense white light erupted.

At the same moment, countless pale eyeballs of all sizes suddenly emerged from the blood and flesh walls that covered the inner city.

Giant pupils, several meters in size, and eyeballs half the height of a person, wriggled in the sea of ​​blood, their pupils turning from pitch black to deathly white.

Wherever the white light reached, the once invincible Starry Sky Flesh began to freeze and decay on a large scale. After losing its vitality, it broke apart with a crash, turning into countless charred fragments that swept through the inner city in the gale.

Those eyeballs growing on flesh and blood had countless thick, pale tentacles protruding from behind them, piercing into the lifeless flesh and blood, greedily sucking up the vitality from the starry flesh and blood.

After devouring the vitality of a large number of its own kind, the color of those enormous eyeballs became increasingly pale and pure, transforming towards a higher dimension.

From the perspective of the rift in the sea of ​​knowledge, Lu Yuan witnessed this truly awe-inspiring scene.

The fleshy outer sheath covered with intricate starry sky inscriptions was forcibly pierced with a hole by the pale giant eye as it devoured it.

Lu Yuan knew very well how high the rank of this starry sky flesh and blood body was.

The countless words of knowledge he manipulated just now could only stir up a slight ripple on the opponent's outer sheath, and could not harm its essence in the slightest.

But the guardian's attack actually pierced through its defenses.

Even though this power is like water without roots, and will soon be exhausted in the face of the almost inexhaustible regenerative power of flesh and blood, the wound that has been torn open now can be considered a kind of unimaginable miracle.