He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Cycle space.

It was still that familiar white space, and still that large sphere of light suspended in mid-air.

This cycle of reincarnation, in terms of actual time spent, is several times longer than any previous one.

However, according to real time, he only stayed for eighteen years—he did not recover the memories of the previous nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine reincarnations.

He was always confident that he could reach the pinnacle in every lifetime.

There's no need to pick up those useless memories.

It is enough to remember your family in this life.

He turned his head and looked at the settlement panel.

[Reincarnator: Yun Yi]

[Rating: SSS+]

[Killed Reincarnators: Han Feng... Total of forty-seven, plus one Authority user.]

[Points Calculation: Base kills 47000 points, Authorized Kills 1000000 points, Supreme Kills +8000000 points, World Faith +4000000 points, Pseudo-Destiny Identity +1000000 points, SSS+ rating reward 1000000 points.]

[It has been detected that Reincarnator Yun Yi has earned over 1000 million points without calculating multipliers, thus fulfilling one of the upgrade requirements.]

[Level 2 access points are tripled, and SSS+ rating points are quadrupled.]

[Killing 47 Reincarnators grants an additional +536980 points]

[Killing a privileged user grants an additional +2430000 points.]

Total points earned: 108,295,980.

Yun Yi's gaze swept over the string of numbers, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

The basic kills of the forty-seven reincarnators only amounted to 47,000 points.

A user with privileges is worth a million for a single basic kill.

Isn't this difference a bit too outrageous?

However, upon further investigation, it was discovered that the upgrade conditions had been triggered.

He originally thought it was a one-time thing, but he didn't expect it to be calculated separately.

As for the remaining points that would be deducted later, he only glanced at them—they weren't even a fraction of his current points.

He paused for a moment, then lightly tapped the panel with his fingertips.

Exchange for World Tree Branches.

[Points -1 billion]

The long string of numbers on the panel instantly shrank to eight digits.

Yun Yi's lips twitched.

One hundred million points, gone just like that.

Is it worth it? Yes.

In the previous world, he vividly remembered the effects of the laws of life.

In contrast, while exchanging for the beginner world can directly improve real-world combat power, it cannot increase the foundation of the reincarnation world.

And this branch—

A branch, about the length of his forearm, appeared in his palm. It was entirely green, with fine golden patterns flowing across its surface, like a river sleeping in jade.

Two tiny, newly sprouted leaves adorn one end of the branch.

The light flowing through the veins of the leaf was much richer and purer than that of the World Tree leaf he had seen before.

The branches of the world tree are one dimension higher than its leaves.

That leaf cost him five million, and this branch cost him one hundred million.

But it's worth the price—the life and creative principles contained in the branches far exceed those in the leaves.

If the leaves are the "afterimages" of the laws, then the branches are the "trunks" of the laws.

Yun Yi carefully put away the branch, not in a hurry to refine it.

Having just finished one world and then made such a huge investment, he needs to take a break.

He told the sphere of light to go back.

In a flash, I was back in my familiar room.

He turned and walked toward the door.

Normally, Xiaobai should either be sleeping in its nest or staring blankly at the windowsill.

But something felt off today—I opened the door, and the place was empty.

Then he heard a sound.

The sounds were subtle, moist, and accompanied by a slightly hurried licking sound.

Yunyi lowered his head.

Little White was lying on the floor, its four paws slightly apart, its head lowered, and its tongue licking a small area.

The floor there was a shade darker than the surrounding area, like it was covered with a very thin layer of powder, which was almost unnoticeable unless you looked closely.

But Xiaobai noticed, and licked it with extra care.

Yun Yi stood there looking at it, silent for a moment, then remembered the layer of powder that had slipped through his fingers when he crushed the World Tree leaf on the low table earlier.

He didn't pay attention at the time, since the powder was no longer of any use to him.

It seems that the powder that fell on the floor was smelled by Xiaobai.

Little White is always clean and never licks the floor—it won't even touch food that has fallen on the floor.

But at this moment, it was earnestly licking the powder, as if it had caught a scent that it couldn't resist.

Yunyi walked over and squatted down.

Xiao Bai looked up at him, then lowered her head and continued licking, her tongue sweeping across the floor, rolling the powder little by little into her mouth.

He paused for a moment after each lick, as if savoring some rare delicacy.

Yunyi reached out and patted its head.

Instead of rubbing against his palm as usual, Xiaobai tilted its head, made a muffled gurgling sound in its throat, and then continued licking.

Those powders are remnants of the laws of life and creation, so small as to be negligible, but of an extremely high level.

For ordinary living beings, even a tiny speck of dust contains enough energy to transform the very essence of life.

Yun Yi watched for a moment, then stepped back without disturbing him.

About ten minutes later, the small patch of floor was licked clean by Xiaobai.

It raised its head, licked its lips, and let out a small burp.

Yun Yi's lips twitched slightly.

Little White stood up, shook its fur, and walked back to its little den with steady little steps. It crawled inside, curled up into a ball, and closed its eyes.

His breathing quickly became even and long, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Yun Yi glanced at the fluffy little thing in the nest, shook his head, and turned to sit down at his desk.

He pulled the World Tree branch from his pocket and placed it on the table.

The branches gleamed with a warm, verdant hue under the lamplight, and two tender leaves unfurled slightly, as if breathing.

He did not absorb it immediately.

After looking at the branches for a while, I looked at the little white bird sleeping soundly in the nest.

Little Whitey curled up on the soft cushion, breathing heavily. Its fur was a bit darker than before—it had changed from light gray to a shade closer to silver-gray, with a faint golden sheen at the tip of its tail.

The powder is being absorbed by it.

Although the quantity is small, it is enough to trigger a profound transformation in a creature of Little White's size.

Yun Yi watched for a while, then reached out and touched Xiao Bai's ear.

It twitched its ears in its sleep, but didn't wake up.

He withdrew his hand, returned to his desk, sat down, and picked up the branch.

The branches are warm to the touch, like beautiful jade warmed by body heat.

Two tender leaves unfurled slightly in his palm, golden threads of light flowing slowly through their veins, like a sleeping river breathing.

He closed his eyes and placed the branch between his eyebrows.

The moment his divine sense sank into the inside of the branch, he "saw" a tree that was even more complete than the one in the previous leaf—the roots of the World Tree stretched endlessly into the void, each root passing through a world, drawing nourishment from different laws, and transporting it to the trunk, and then to every branch and leaf.

The laws of life and the laws of creation are intertwined within it; they are not two separate forces, but rather two sides of the same coin—like water and ice, the same substance in different forms at different temperatures.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the innate enlightenment seed that had already grown seven leaves began to tremble slightly.

It sensed the laws within the branches and moved closer, like a thirsty plant instinctively smelling underground water.

Yun Yi did not deliberately guide it, but simply let those laws flow naturally into his sea of ​​consciousness, into the seed of enlightenment, into every meridian, and into every inch of his soul.

He doesn't need "refinement"—he has already refined a leaf, and his body and soul already have the memory of the laws of life and creation.

This time, it's more like "completing": filling in the missing parts of the previous leaf, adding details to the blurry outline, and deepening the superficial understanding into an essential knowledge.

On the third day, the eighth leaf of the seed of enlightenment unfolded.

Emerald green, with fine golden threads flowing through its veins, like a miniature map recording the trajectory of the laws of life at the microscopic level.

On the seventh day, the ninth leaf unfolded.

Dark green, with a very faint silver sheen on its surface, records how the laws of creation operate at the macro level—how all things are born from nothingness, and how order is established from chaos.

On the fifteenth day, the tenth leaf unfolded.

Translucent, like thin ice, the light in the veins of the leaf is no longer gold or silver, but transforms into rainbow-like iridescent light—recording the "intertwined state" when life and creation intersect, a state that is between the two and transcends both.

On the twenty-second day, the eleventh leaf unfolded.

Pure black, like a frozen night sky, with no light on its surface and reflecting no light at all.

But deep inside, countless tiny points of light flicker, like stars being born and dying in the universe—recording the "boundaries of the laws," what will happen next after creation and life have reached their limits.

On the thirtieth day, the twelfth leaf unfolded.

transparent.

Like a piece of freshly frozen ice, so pure that it has no impurities and is almost invisible to the naked eye.

Only by closing your eyes and using your senses to perceive it can you "see" its outline.

Its interior is completely empty—when divine sense probes into it, all laws are absorbed, contained, and transformed by it, like a map without boundaries, forever extending and ever expanding.

Yun Yi opened his eyes.

On the table, the World Tree branch had completely dried up, its green color faded, and turned into a grayish-brown withered branch.

The two tender leaves withered and curled up, turning into powder at the slightest touch.

However, this time he did not let it drift away with the wind, but used his spiritual power to gently place it next to Xiaobai.

He gathered the withered branches to the corner of the table, looked down at his hands, and gently clenched his fist.

There was no obvious increase in the power within his body—what he absorbed was not power, but the understanding of the laws.

He stood up, stretched his stiff shoulders and neck, and walked to the window.

After looking at the sky outside the window for a while, he turned around and walked towards Xiaobai's nest.

Little White is still sleeping.

It's been thirty days, and he hasn't woken up even once.

Its breathing was even and deep, its body temperature rose slightly, its fur was darker than before, and the golden luster on the tip of its tail was more obvious—like a tiny gold thread embedded in its silver-gray fur.

Yun Yi squatted down and looked at it for a while, then said softly:

Take your time.

Then he stood up and walked towards the door.

The moment he pushed open the door, he spoke into the void:

"Begin the next cycle of reincarnation."