In Tokyo, the dungeon master

How much time has passed since consciousness fell into this chaos?

At this moment, in the unknown rift where time has completely frozen, Gu Meng is deep in thought.

Those restless struggles, countless attempts to break down, and layers upon layers of rule reconstruction, though so complex as to exhaust the minds of millions of people for countless lifetimes, seem to have occurred only a moment ago in our perception.

Perhaps he had already succumbed to this, or perhaps his soul had already adapted to this endless stagnation. In this half-illusory, half-real space-time, he had endured hundreds and thousands of trials. For him, it was as natural as breathing, without the slightest resistance, only complete acceptance.

No one knows how many silent transformations this forgotten corner of time has witnessed, while in the outside world, time is completely different.

Aside from the day of awakening, the night fate descends.

He truly used the Book of Ancestors to carry out his activities, selecting seeds, spreading fantasies, weaving backgrounds to accumulate base materials, transforming himself to regain power... and now, on the night when the Destroyer Star is about to sink Japan, it has only been seven days, a week.

But the actual experience didn't quite feel like seven days.

Legend has it that in the beginning of the world, all things were created in just seven days.

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The invisible shackles are crumbling, the long-sealed chains are melting away. When Gu Meng's soul is simultaneously called upon by the direct bloodline and true seed of both the inner and outer worlds, the dungeon officially begins. The great achievement is about to begin. The Shikon Jewel has been baptized, and the magic power is now abundant... He has everything he needs.

Finally, when the Book of Ancestors completed its last piece of the puzzle, the primordial power that had been dormant for countless years began to awaken, and Gu Meng regained his normal consciousness and began to think clearly. This moment marked the beginning of an unprecedented sublimation.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances in the dungeon, the chances of reaching Tier 4 in one step are now 100%.

With a 100% chance of ascending to the next level, there's no possibility of failure. I wonder if there's such a 100% guarantee of forming a Nascent Soul in a cultivation world like Mortal Cultivation. Han Li prepared incredibly luxurious treasures when he formed his Nascent Soul, but his chances were probably less than 100%. Gu Meng is so eager to cultivate that he always compares himself to the experiences of cultivators.

However, the Spirit Realm chapter contains things that can make people without spiritual roots grow spiritual roots. Perhaps, the rare treasures of the Spirit Realm and Immortal Realm, or some top-level cultivation technique that can assist in forming a Nascent Soul, can also achieve a 100% success rate in forming a Nascent Soul. But even if they exist, they wouldn't be able to use them at the first level like Gu Meng.

The hazy aura surrounding him, once as thick as a fog, began to slowly dim. The superficial luster that flowed on the surface of his soul gradually faded away and returned to silence.

There were no more violent energy surges, no more chaotic auras leaking out; only a deathly stillness remained, allowing the invisible patterns symbolizing the rules of spacetime to shrink and approach like a fine net, little by little.

In the blink of an eye, those patterns enveloped him completely, like a membrane that isolated him from all things in the world, heavy and oppressive. The patterns continued to tighten, as if to crush his soul completely and reduce it to nothingness.

If an ordinary extraordinary being from the Tree of Life system were to witness Gu Meng's plight, they would surely conclude that he had lost control, was destined to fail, and would die without a burial place.

However, this is all due to insufficient purity and failure to reach the limit. How could anyone else know as much as Gu Meng about how to advance?

Among the few people who have reached the summit so far, the Ancestor of Humanity, the Complete Human, and the Darkness—no, the Great Master of Light—only the Great Master of Light, Gu Meng, truly climbed up step by step with a mortal body to reach the highest point!

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With a voice from nowhere, perhaps that is the revelation.

It was as if some ancient, dormant life had awakened, and the sound resounded in every corner of the space-time gap. Every pulse stirred every rule in the world.

The sound gradually grew from faint to loud, from gentle to urgent, eventually coalescing into a deafening roar that shook the universe, like thunder rolling across the chaos.

With this heartbeat of life, the amniotic sac that enveloped him rose and fell, expanding and contracting in sync with the tremors of his soul. With each expansion, tiny cracks appeared, and with each contraction, a purer power was nurtured within the amniotic sac.

Something is undergoing a metamorphosis, much like a moth transforming. This process can also be called metamorphosis.

The fluctuations became increasingly rapid and loud, like a thousand troops trampling through mountains and rivers. The frequency of the contraction and expansion of the amniotic sac also became more and more rapid. The surface patterns began to crack in large areas, and tiny specks of light spilled out from the cracks, slowly dissipating in the chaos.

In the end, all the regular patterns shattered inch by inch, and the thick membrane was already a flickering candle in the wind. Gu Meng was ready to descend at any moment in a new form.

Finally, the fragments, accompanied by countless points of light, vanished without a trace in the chaos.

A blurry and distant figure shrouded in light and darkness stood at the top of this realm, calmly looking down at the chaos and dust below.

The countless points of light gradually melted away, and the unbearable atmosphere that was constantly clashing and on the verge of spiraling out of control completely dissipated. In its place was a clarity and profoundness that penetrated to the very bone, as if it had merged with this space and time, and as if it had transcended all rules.

Gu Meng looked around, his heart unmoved, yet an invisible force quietly spread out, shaking the entire space-time rift.

In this spacetime rift, he endured countless erosions of the rules, absorbed the residual power of time from the chaos, and survived the relentless tempering that no one cared about. He has already achieved success in the world of demons. If he so desires, he can advance to the next level now without having to wait to defeat Zorc. At most, he will only have to sacrifice some of his class strength.

Those bottlenecks that once bound him, those limitations that once restricted him, have all been completely shattered by the accumulation of countless years under different flow rates and the explosion of this moment.

The karma accumulated over hundreds of years of demonic extermination in this world is both an unparalleled shackle, weighing only slightly less than the ancestral pen in its current state of non-intervention, and an immense treasure. Gu Meng felt that he would still be able to use this accumulation for a long time to come.

The residual power of the spacetime rift, countless temperings, and the awakening of his soul—he is no longer bound by rules, but a symbol transcending time.

Unlike those extraordinary beings forgotten by time, only by breaking limitations can one truly break free from constraints and achieve a fundamental elevation.

The extraordinary dark power he gained from those two transmigrations, the inexhaustible source of the power of the universe unrestricted by the demon-suppressing environment, the extraordinary near-divine essence he acquired by climbing to the summit, and the astonishing wisdom derived from the resurrection of a great being... all became the foundation beneath his feet, allowing him to avoid all wrong paths and complete his own ascension and sublimation in this space-time gap.

His existence, he himself, is a completely new essence, a new force that transcends the past.

He was once like a seed encased in a shell. Even though he was of extraordinary nature, to use an inappropriate analogy, he was one of the three great divine trees, possessing potential power, but he could not break through the shackles.

Thunder bamboo cannot be called golden thunder bamboo if it is less than 10,000 years old, and the lightning it emits is not the divine thunder that wards off evil.

But now, everything is different. He is now qualified to be called Jin Leizhu, and he can now unleash divine thunder to ward off evil.

Of course, this is a metaphor. Gu Meng would not actually use the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder. If he were to use the Thunder-Summoning Bullet with all his might, it could only be called the Extreme Dark Demon Thunder.

But it's not a big problem; his Chaos Thunder Technique might be even more effective.

Even with the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, Han Li was still beaten into a runaway. Against Wen Tianren of the same level, he could only be considered slightly superior. In the Human Realm chapter, he still needed to use Geng Essence to strengthen the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, and then he would be washed away in the Spirit Realm chapter. If he didn't use Geng Essence in the Human Realm, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword would only be worse, completely not living up to the value of the Golden Thunder Bamboo.

Han Li's real strength lies in his integration of the Brahma Saint True Demon Art. This guy is a true genius of the demonic path, but his skill in sword duels is only average.

In short, Gu Meng wished he could use the sword for Han Li. Perhaps in a different world, the laws would be different, and he wouldn't be able to easily kill people of higher levels with a single sword strike. But he wanted to be a sword immortal so much that this was his fantasy time.

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