He could no longer think; his soul, on the brink of collapse, could no longer bear the burden of thought.
Only obsession remained…
It was that final sliver of obsession that kept his entire soul desperately coalescing and holding together.
…
“You’re still holding on, even though your soul has long since begun to collapse,” sighed Puti. “Child, you’re too exhausted. If you can’t take it anymore, give up.” With his unfathomable power as a Cosmic Sovereign, he had already clearly seen the condition of Luo Feng’s soul. That Luo Feng had persisted this far made Puti begin to feel pity for the young man.
“Adding the six thousand years of enduring the Life-and-Death Inheritance, he’s only lived over ten thousand years.”
“Too young.”
“Just a child…” Puti shook his head slightly. As the first servant of the great alien cultivator, he had followed that powerful being since the earliest times, during the primordial universe’s initial formation phase. His life span was immeasurably long. To him, a Monarch-level lifespan limit of “1000 Epochs” was merely reaching adulthood.
As for Luo Feng, having lived only over ten thousand years including the six thousand years of Life-and-Death Inheritance, he was indeed very young in the world of powerful beings in the vast universe.
“Hehehe…” Luo Feng’s body trembled, his mouth unconsciously uttering sounds, blood continuously flowing from his wounds.
It was as if a fish gasping for air on land, about to die…
He was struggling! Refusing to die like this, even knowing that he would eventually be resurrected through time reversal.
…
Puti’s serpent tail coiled as he silently looked down upon Luo Feng, who was on the verge of perishing at any moment. Puti understood… this young man was desperately struggling.
“You’ve done well enough.”
“The first candidate lasted 2600 years, the second 3300 years. Yet you’ve persisted for over 6000 years. You’ve done well. You should be proud. Give up now.” Puti clearly understood how desolate and tragic it was to be in such a situation—unable to even think, with one’s soul already beginning to shatter…
“Star Tower!”
“Why is this Life-and-Death Inheritance so difficult to endure?” Puti sighed, glancing at Luo Feng, who was still unconsciously trembling and bleeding while making guttural sounds.
…
Luo Feng had once experienced a rebirth, back when he was on Earth, burning his soul battling the Gold-Horned Beast. That time too, he had been in a situation where death seemed inevitable, even willingly choosing to die just to kill the Gold-Horned Beast. Fate had been ironic—unexpectedly turning misfortune into fortune, allowing him to take over the Gold-Horned Beast’s body and begin a new, brilliant chapter.
A prodigy in the Genius War, a special envoy of the Qianwu Branch, a direct disciple of the Chaos Lord, slaying Kings like dogs and earning the title of the Daohe King… truly glorious and magnificent!
Now, Luo Feng faced another rebirth.
This was his second life rebirth.
Success meant survival.
Failure meant death.
…
Luo Feng unconsciously trembled, making guttural sounds, his expression twisted, his skin tearing, looking even more pitiful than many who had already died.
On one side was life, on the other death.
Luo Feng was struggling on that very line. The storm was blowing him violently toward ‘death,’ yet his endless obsession allowed Luo Feng to cling to this line of life and death, striving to move toward the side of ‘life.’
But even the strongest obsession had its limits. As long as the Life-and-Death Inheritance continued, the soul’s tearing would endlessly intensify!
“I really… really want to…”
Luo Feng was like a person running on a road, desperately accelerating again and again, while the roller behind him also accelerated steadily, steadily drawing closer…
Finally, it was approaching!
…
Inside the Star Tower, within the myriad forbidden spaces, countless immortal alien cultivators from across the universe were suddenly shocked.
“What’s going on?”
“Why are the forbidden spaces shaking?”
Boom! Boom!
As if shaken by a giant, the myriad forbidden spaces all trembled violently. At the same time, the nine-light-year-high Star Tower itself faintly quivered. However, as it was surrounded by endless ‘Nine-Spin Star Clouds,’ it was hard to notice. The countless immortal alien cultivators within the tower’s forbidden spaces had no idea what had happened.
…
Meanwhile, in a distant and perilous place deep within endless air currents, a solitary palace faintly emitting green light floated in isolation.
Inside the palace were numerous attendants, all Cosmic Lords.
“Hmm?” In one of the palace’s grand halls, seated on a throne was a towering old man nearly ninety thousand kilometers tall, listening to the respectful reports of his attendants. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly. He turned his head and gazed into the distance, as if seeing through endless space-time to the Star Tower.
“The most basic claiming of the Star Tower has lasted this long, and that Earth youth actually endured it.”
“Hahaha…”
“After countless millions of years of waiting, the Earth bloodline has finally produced its most outstanding individual.”
The towering old man suddenly stood up.
Swoosh!
He had already vanished into thin air.
…
“Did he succeed?” Puti looked in astonishment at Luo Feng, who was now lying still, no longer trembling. He had already sensed that Luo Feng’s obsession was becoming increasingly unable to resist, seemingly on the verge of collapse. He estimated Luo Feng could barely hold on for another two or three years. After all, Luo Feng had already endured 6092 years.
In the process of fusion, where time was measured in thousands of years, what significance did two or three years have?
Who would have thought he’d actually reach the tipping point?
Even if the roller was fierce, once its fuel ran out, it naturally could no longer roll.
And just now, that crystal bead had finally completely fused with his soul, fully and entirely.
It was fate!
In truth, if Luo Feng hadn’t possessed an incredibly firm heart and an unyielding will, he wouldn’t have experienced a transformation at 3200 years. Without that transformation, even with his strong obsession, Luo Feng could never have endured for another 3000 years.
Even with that transformation,
Without Luo Feng’s obsession miraculously holding on for nearly 500 more years…
He wouldn’t have waited until the final moment! Until the moment of rebirth and transformation succeeded!
With opportunity and personal effort combined, true rebirth was achieved!
“It’s done.” Luo Feng opened his eyes. With a tremor of his World Power, all the blood on his body was shaken off. His exhausted eyes brimmed with joy. “I did it. I succeeded. I can go back and see you all again…”
As his heart swelled with joy and relaxation,
Infinite exhaustion from his soul instantly surged forth, drowning Luo Feng’s consciousness.
Boom!
Luo Feng, who had been sitting cross-legged all along, even while teetering on the brink of life and death, now collapsed heavily, lying motionless on the ground, completely falling into a deep sleep.
“Fallen asleep?”
“Actually fallen asleep?” Puti looked at this scene and laughed. “For a Monarch to be exhausted enough to lose consciousness and fall asleep is truly rare.”
Immortal gods might fall asleep due to excessive loss of their divine bodies or soul damage.
But a Monarch’s soul, once shattered, would perish unless, like Luo Feng, they had overexploited their soul’s potential repeatedly, pushing it far beyond limits. Only then, after success, would they instantly fall asleep. Because the soul itself was just too exhausted and needed to absorb energy to recover.
However, generally speaking, even powerful cultivators doing their best to fully utilize their soul’s potential was rare enough; let alone overexploiting it. Thus, for a Monarch to be exhausted to the point of losing consciousness was a one-in-a-billion occurrence.
…
One month, two months, three months…
Naturally, such a deep sleep caused by a Monarch’s exhaustion lasted a long time. However, since his soul remained intact, he wouldn’t need an infinitely long slumber like an immortal god.
Luo Feng slept for over nine years!
He hadn’t dreamed in a very long time. Lying in this hall of the Star Tower, a faint smile on his lips, he seemed to be dreaming of something joyful. And in this hall, besides Luo Feng, there were also two terrifyingly powerful cosmic presences watching this scene.
Luo Feng’s eyes suddenly opened slowly.
Having dreamed while sleeping clearly indicated that his soul had fully recovered. As he finished his dream, Luo Feng opened his eyes.
“Child…” A warm voice resonated in his heart, just like the voice from that black metal plate, causing Luo Feng to immediately stand up and turn around.
Two figures stood before him.
One was the familiar Cosmic Sovereign, Puti, who was now modestly coiled to one side, suppressing his aura. At the forefront in the center of the grand hall stood another towering figure, over 900 meters tall. He wore seemingly ordinary cyan armor, had transparent twin horns on his forehead, and was now looking down at Luo Feng.
Infinite aura enveloped the entire hall.
Under this boundless presence, Luo Feng felt as if an ordinary human basking in sunlight—not the slightest sense of oppression, but rather a comfortable sensation. Instantly, Luo Feng understood: this was not an oppressive force but the natural life aura exuding from this supreme being. This aura alone already surpassed Puti and even the Chaos Lord…
“The Cosmic Fundamental Laws—I can’t sense the Cosmic Fundamental Laws anymore!” Suddenly, a great alarm surged in Luo Feng’s heart.
“How could this be?”
“How could I not sense the Laws at all?”
Cultivators trained by sensing the Cosmic Fundamental Laws; the clearer the perception, the faster one could cultivate. Yet whether it was his Earthman main body or his Mosha Clan clone within his inner world, or even his Gold-Horned Beast clone, none could sense the operation of the Cosmic Fundamental Laws, as if…
Within the range of this supreme being’s life aura, even the Cosmic Fundamental Laws had to retreat in submission.
“Is this the power of the strongest being in the universe?” Luo Feng gazed at the towering old man, who stood over 900 meters tall, his heart trembling. “Even the Cosmic Fundamental Laws cannot suppress him? No wonder he was able to create the ‘Nine Tribulations Secret Manual,’ a terrifying secret art that defies the universe’s operational laws. It’s just too… too…”
The 900-meter height also startled Luo Feng.
Among human beings, few were so tall. He didn’t know… this alien great being’s true original height was ninety thousand kilometers. As a unique life form, in terms of innate talent and life hierarchy nobility, he was countless times superior to the Gold-Horned Beast. He had only shrunk to 900 meters to enter the hall to meet Luo Feng.
“Congratulations. From now on, you are the leader of the Earth bloodline and have the qualification to stand among the universe’s supreme powerhouses!” The towering old man’s voice rumbled, directly resonating deep within Luo Feng’s heart.
Beside him, the Cosmic Sovereign Puti was also smiling at Luo Feng, genuinely happy for him: “Third junior apprentice-brother, congratulations.”
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