Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

The waves surged beneath my feet.

Chen Chen hovered above Nathan Island, his jacket billowing in the sea breeze.

From above, Nathan Island looks like a crooked leaf, with the raised part in the center being the location of the sacred tree.

Looking down from this height, the Nathan Palace surrounding the Sacred Grove appears to be deliberately enclosed by a fence, inside which is a tree that has lived for over a thousand years.

The golden ring slowly rotated around the outer edge of the pupil.

The Qi of the divine tree spread outward from the direction of the sacred forest, wave after wave, dense and sticky.

Each Qi meridian is connected to a living person at its end; some are thick, some are thin, and they spread densely like a spider web across the bottom layer of the entire island.

Divine consciousness expands outward from within the body; those who have been bestowed with golden branches by the divine tree display light golden patterns that extend from the heart to the limbs.

Nathan Guard.

King Nathan.

The holders of the Golden Branch scattered throughout the island can all be considered as a backup plan for the cunning rabbit.

Supernatural beings that parasitize human civilization.

By absorbing human life force, they formed this distorted, primitive society that worshipped the strong.

Chen Chen clasped his hands together in front of him and caught a unique aura of Qi.

The Six Treasuries Immortal Thief... Ruan Feng.

In a cave deep in the dense forest, the Qi was so vast that it seemed impossible for a single person to cultivate to such a level.

Li Muxuan, on the other hand, was having a good time in the market.

Chen Chen withdrew his gaze and his figure plummeted from the sky.

The dense forest rushed past on both sides of the field of vision.

In an instant, his feet were already on the stone slabs outside the cave.

The cave is not large.

Ruan Feng sat with his back to the cave entrance, a rough pottery bowl beside him, with a small amount of unidentified red liquid still remaining at the bottom.

He heard a noise behind him and was about to turn around.

Chen Chen's right hand emerged from his sleeve, fingers spread, and he reached behind Ruan Feng, gripping the back of Ruan Feng's head.

The moment his palm touched his scalp, his divine sense poured in through his five fingers, and Ruan Feng's body suddenly stiffened.

His eyes rolled back, and white foam began to come out of the corners of his mouth.

The complete mental cultivation method of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief was gradually peeled away from his memory, revealing the pathways of the meridians and the methods for transforming the Qi of the six internal organs.

One by one, they were absorbed into the depths of Chen Chen's consciousness.

Then there's Feng Baobao.

Ruan Feng's understanding was indeed fragmented... a few disjointed images, a few incoherent sentences, could not be pieced together to form a complete picture.

The divine sense was withdrawn.

Ruan Feng had lost consciousness, his soul shattered.

Chen Chen ignored him and turned to walk out of the cave.

The market is on the opposite side of the direction of Saint Lin.

Emerging from the edge of the dense forest, feet barely touching the ground, we passed rows of low stone houses and an abandoned livestock shed.

The wooden sign at the market entrance was half-bent over by the sea breeze, and several stalls still had dried goods and fishing nets that hadn't been packed up yet.

Chen Chen landed in front of a dilapidated storefront at the deepest part of the market.

There was a wine glass on Li Muxuan's table. Someone ran past the window and shouted something... It was probably that Behemoth's ship had docked at the port and people in the market were evacuating to the island.

The old man did not move.

Watching the figures running past the window, I picked up my wine glass, took a sip, and then slowly turned my head to look at the doorway.

Their gaze lingered on Chen Chen's dark blue jacket.

That's not Nathan's attire, nor is it Behemoth's.

Is it... Quanzhen?

He squinted and put the wine glass back on the table.

Chen Chen did not speak.

He raised his hand and slapped Li Muxuan across the face with just the right amount of force, leaving him stunned but not mentally damaged.

The force was enough to knock him unconscious without injuring his bones.

Li Muxuan's body tilted to the side, and Chen Chen supported his shoulder with his left hand while taking out a metal ball the size of a thumb from his waist with his right hand.

Phagocytic sac.

With a tap of his fingertip on the surface of the pouch, a rune flashed, and Li Muxuan's figure was absorbed into the pouch.

He turned and walked out of the container.

People in the market were already surging towards the center of the island... Behemoth's ships had docked, and sporadic gunshots could be heard from the direction of the harbor.

Chen Chen walked through the crowd, and no one noticed him.

With a gentle push off the ground, he rose into the air again.

The most important things have been acquired, as for Zhang Chulan...

I have no interest in arguing with him.

As for that spirit...

Chen Chen hovered above the island, looking down at the divine tree surrounded by palaces.

Raise your right hand, spread your five fingers.

Strands of the Qi of Heaven and Earth gather in the palm of your hand... Black, blue, red, yellow, and white, the Qi of the five elements intertwine in the palm of your hand.

Slightly bend your fingers.

The five colors of light merged into one, transforming into a brilliant golden ray.

The golden light stretched in Chen Chen's palm, transforming into a blade of light.

Five Qi - Golden Wheel Rebirth Explosion.

.........

In the center of the sacred forest, the Nathan Palace.

King Nathan stood before the sacred tree, his hands clasped in front of him. The golden patterns on the tree's branches were glowing, not with the usual gentle gold, but with a dazzling, scorching light.

It's like a warning.

Following a premonition, she raised her head and looked up at the sky through a crack in the dome.

Above the treetops, the clouds were being pushed aside by a golden light.

The light was falling from a higher place, and she felt the stone slabs beneath her feet tremble.

It wasn't an earthquake.

It is the sacred tree that is trembling.

The tree roots twisted violently in the soil beneath her feet, each root tightening simultaneously as if trying to pull itself out of the earth.

"This is……"

She didn't finish speaking.

Elena pushed open the palace door and rushed in, her face completely drained of color.

"Your Majesty! Outside...up there...!"

The light blade sliced ​​horizontally in.

The dome of the Sacred Forest Palace was cleaved in from the front. The stone turned into dust silently the moment it came into contact with the golden light, and even the sound of shattering was swallowed up by the light.

The collapsing stone pillars fell from above, and the trunk of the divine tree exploded in golden light. The bark was broken open layer by layer from the outside in, and thick golden liquid gushed out from the cracks. It was a mixture of vitality and consciousness accumulated by the divine tree over thousands of years of parasitism.

The liquids churned in the air, trying to coalesce into new forms, trying to spread along the ground, trying to crawl beneath the altar, and trying to climb onto King Nathan's robes.

King Nathan looked down at the lump of something.

It was no longer warm when it climbed up her ankle; it felt cool and slippery, like something drowning desperately grasping at the last piece of driftwood.

She was the driftwood.

She stood there without moving.

The dome was cut open, and the sunlight streamed in blindingly through the cracks.

She thought she would hear many sounds... prayers, screams, the rumble of a collapsing palace.

No.

The sound of the wind.

Sound of the waves.

And there's the increasingly heavy heartbeat in my chest.

The golden liquid on her ankles was receding... A part of the divine tree was being peeled away from her, as it discovered that her anchor to the future was being uprooted from the line of fate by the gravitational field of that light.

Elena was still standing at the door.

The color had not yet returned to her face; her lips were moving, her eyes were widening, and she suddenly took a step back.

"king……!"

Then the golden light swallowed her silhouette.

The palace dome shattered completely at that moment.

The stone was disintegrated the moment it came into contact with the light blade, leaving not a single intact speck of dust.

The trunk of the divine tree was split open from the very center, the crack tearing from the roots all the way to the crown. The golden liquid gushing from the crack was evaporated the moment it came into contact with the light blade.