"Ding… Your disciple Murong Fu has opened the world sacrifice. The system has detected that the world's faith has been seized. The Golden Dragon of Fate has surrendered to the Eternal Faith, and the world is now eligible for plunder."
"Would you like to begin plundering?"
"Plunder," Liu Che said lightly.
Another fragmented world secured.
How convenient—it came just when he was short on manpower.
"Ding… Plunder initiated. Ten-Thousandfold Multiplier activated. You will obtain a 'Make Star.' Please select the type of Make Star."
Currently available categories:
[Immortal Arts]
[Divine Martial]
[Whirling Dharma]
Liu Che glanced over the options and said casually, "Since I'm currently in the Immortal Realm, I'll choose Immortal Arts."
"Ding… World framework shaping. Confirmed: Immortal Arts World."
"Ding… You have obtained the Golden Dragon of Fate. Millionfold Multiplier triggered. You have received the True Dragon of Destiny and a reward of one thousand fragments of the Law of Destiny."
[True Dragon of Destiny]
Type: Non-biological
Origin: Formed from the illusory Law of Destiny, constituting a living embodiment of law itself.
Note: Because the Law of Destiny within God's Domain exceeds the limit, this catalyzes the incubation of the Godhead of Destiny.
Countdown: 30 days until hatch.
The World of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils (Tianlong Babu)
Incense reached its peak.
More than ninety percent of humanity performed sacrifices. They gathered before the temples, devout faces lifted skyward in prayer.
They did not understand "world upgrades," but they knew today's festival was of utmost importance. Their faith had to be poured forth without distraction, their devotion passed on to the gods.
Countless flames of faith merged into a river of light, arcing upward, tearing at the fragile barrier of the world.
The pressure of the Chaos Sea descended.
Even the strongest among them felt despair. The starry sky was only a thin barrier—an eggshell, not an infinite firmament.
And when this eggshell cracked—danger would fall upon them all.
Just as Murong Fu's face tightened with discomfort, a beam of starlight poured down. It blanketed the fractured world.
"I am Ao Qian, Dragon King of the Starry Sky, bearer of the Oracle. By decree, I shall raise you to the Realm of Gods!"
The voice boomed like thunder across heaven and earth.
From the radiant starfield emerged a colossal dragon head, vast enough to blot out the sun. Its full form could not be seen.
Two talons, forged of starlight, gripped the world itself, and the great beast heaved. The fractured world began to ascend.
Ao Qian had done this many times before. He knew well that during ascension, these fragile fragment-worlds swelled beyond their boundaries. Left unchecked, they would spiral out of control.
Thus, he clasped them in his claws, his body bracing beneath, carrying the world to its destined place.
Time warped. To the mortals below, it felt as though a year had passed. In truth, it was but a fraction of a second.
Then—a new world opened before their eyes.
All things flourished under the blessing of the system.
Immortal herbs and divine medicines sprouted. Life evolved, mountains stretched higher, temples gleamed beneath Nine-Colored Divine Glow.
Mystery suffused every breath.
Only after the colossal dragon withdrew did the Oracle thunder once more from the distant Eternal Temple:
"Murong Fu, who has sacrificed his world with great merit, shall be rewarded with one hundred thousand years of cultivation, the rank of Sword-Orchid Immortal Emperor, and the right to open channels for planar wars!"
"All beings within this world are now granted the opportunity for immortal cultivation. Those of true talent may ascend to higher realms through celestial tribulation."
The vast voice shook all hearts. People wept, shouted, and cheered.
From this day forth—they were citizens of the Immortal World.
Anyone might become an immortal.
No more fear of birth, aging, sickness, or death.
Even death itself was no longer annihilation—only a passage through reincarnation.
This was the gift of faith.
The Multiverse Chat Group
Young Master Murong: "Greetings, everyone. After countless struggles, I have finally ascended to God's Realm. At last, I stand among you."
Tanjiro Kamado: "Brother! Quick, come to the Tomb of Saints—there's a huge catch here!!!"
Li Er: "Hurry! Our brothers are masters of fishing."
Universal Salvation (the Bald Monk): "…You three scoundrels. It's a pity. My faith still needs to spread a while longer."
Tosaka University (Rin Tosaka): "Strange—why does no one venture to the Moon Plane? Is it only because of its lower combat strength?"
Spirit of the Demon Sword: "Not necessarily. I find the Moon Plane fascinating, but they all practice a single system. And Chu Xuanfeng's world is riddled with enemies."
Though Tanjiro belonged to the Divine Martial system, he still preferred Chu Xuanfeng's world.
Ninja Scientist: "When I'm done hatching eggs, I'll head over to the Moon World and stir up trouble!"
Junior Brother of Dazhufeng: "Haha… You can do it, Snake-bro."
The Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Congratulations to Murong Fu for escaping the sea of suffering!"
Young Master Murong: "Damn it… Sister Fox, you're the only one who isn't mocking me. Everyone else is just ridiculing!"
Second Li: "So, are you coming? Our brothers are hauling in a massive catch."
Young Master Murong: "Send me coordinates!"
Old Gao (Sadly Reminds): "Hahaha… too sweet!"
Miko Priestess: "Sister Tosaka Rin, if my world ascends, I'll seek you out there. I dislike fighting and slaughter."
For Xiaofeng, the Moon Plane was ideal—quiet faith, the occasional hanging of atheists, no endless bloodshed like Tanjiro's path.
Vampire Queen: "I like the Moon World as well. I heard that one of the new goddesses there, Elquett, is a vampire?"
Tosaka Rin: "Angh… True, but she doesn't like us. She chose instead to join the Wanwan Goddess's Dark Camp."
She had once courted Elquett as an ally, but some mysterious trick of Baguio's stole her away. It was vexing—like losing a general on the battlefield.
Miko Priestess: "Wait, there are factions among the goddesses?"
Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Can someone explain these camps?"
Tosaka Rin: "Uh… It's not terribly important. They're just small cliques, based on attributes. For example, goddesses of Life rarely get along with those of Darkness. Different temperaments, different methods."
The group members understood at once. Rin was being cautious—after all, gods themselves were in the group. But it was true: goddesses of the same attribute often formed alliances, while those with opposing attributes clashed.
World Society Leader (The Conqueror): "Seems I joined too late. I envy you all—already ascended, already warring across planes."
Kaoru: "We're of the same batch, aren't we? Want to see whose world ascends faster?"
World Society Leader: "Little girl, don't underestimate an old man. I've unified the martial world of the Central Plains. My ascension won't be as difficult as yours."
Old Gao: "With a power base like that, it's hardly suspenseful."
Xun'er: "Don't look down on me. My family background is far stronger than any human dynasty. Returning home this time, I'll achieve great deeds."
Fox Who Only Loves Money: "Hehe. Arrogant girl. You once called us frauds. Want to test it with me?"
Tu Shan Yaya, reclining in her palace, sneered. This rude woman. She'd once disdained Tosaka Rin, but now, after gaining a little strength, she strutted about again.
One day, she'd trip over her arrogance.
Xun'er: "I-I'm sorry. I was clumsy before and failed to see the divine powers of my brothers and sisters."
Universal Salvation: "Admitting faults is noble. But be gentler in your words. Remember—all here will be lords of worlds. Harsh words only sow seeds of conflict for the future."
Chu Dashan: "Baldy's right. Joking is fine, but don't think yourself superior. My Saint's Cemetery World is strong—should I boast of it?"
Vampire Queen: "Yes. Even as a vampire, no one here looks down on me."
Blond Boy Sam: "I'm about to unify my planet, but I don't act great in front of our seniors. Little sister, be careful."
On her way home, Xun'er silently berated herself. Another mistake.
Kaoru: "Thanks for the reminders. I just have a bad habit of speaking too bluntly. I'm sorry."
Tosaka Rin: "It's fine. Speak sweeter next time. We're all children of God. Corrections can be made."
She didn't mind being looked down upon. Family, background, goddess titles—none of that mattered. All depended on the gods' will. Pride meant little.
And arrogance only earned abandonment.
The gods saw everything.
World Society Leader: "@Junior Brother of Dazhufeng, Zhang Fan. You sacrificed the Water Qilin. I'm preparing to sacrifice the Fire Qilin. Perhaps our paths will converge."
Junior Brother Dazhufeng: "Senior brother, since your world has a Fire Qilin, surely there are other treasures too?"
World Society Leader: "I've heard whispers of Dragon Veins. I wonder—how do they compare to the Golden Dragon of Fate?"
Dragon veins?
Liu Che's eyes lit up at the mention.
"A fine thing indeed. Aside from the Dragon Veins in Lingyun Cave of Fengyun World, there are four Sacred Stones, rumored remnants left by Nuwa herself… And there are bloodlines of True Dragons, True Phoenixes, and Dragon Tortoises as well."
He already possessed many true dragons. But who knew what new mutations might emerge?
The thought thrilled him.
Outside Unrivaled City
Broken Wave approached the gate.
The towering fortress loomed, but he only sneered. He unsheathed his sword and cleaved forward.
Boom!
The massive wooden doors shattered instantly. Guards crumpled lifeless to the ground.
A hundred-meter arc of sword-qi carved a path of devastation into the city interior.
From deep within came an enraged roar:
"Who dares seek death in Unrivaled City?!"
Within the martial world, this place was a forbidden land. Even the World Society dared not provoke it lightly.
Because here resided an invincible figure—
The Solitary Sword Saint.
Though not as mythical as the Nameless legend, he was far more terrifying than the Conqueror himself.