Among the myriad worlds of All Worlds.

An information agency named "Flying Bird Society."

The shrill sound of the alarm bell kept ringing, getting more and more urgent, until it made everyone stop what they were doing.

A series of light screens unfolded.

The president appeared on the light screen and loudly exclaimed,

"All hands on deck."

"We have just received a message that over twenty Tribulation Devils have entered a certain star system, and the Master of the Stars is ready."

"An epic battle, not seen for a long while, is about to begin."

"The current warfare is confirmed as 'Epic' level, and the intelligence on various fights within it can be sold at high prices across All Worlds for hundreds of years."

"I command—"

"Full mobilization!"

"Get your spirits up, and collect all the intelligence on this fight with all your might!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

...

The galaxy.

Within a world.

The city.

Old Blind Man squatted in a corner, holding a plastic lunchbox in his hands.

Inside the lunchbox was a whole braised fish.

Old Blind Man "tsk tsked" twice and shook his head, "Too many bones, better eat something simple first."

As his words fell.

The fish in the lunchbox disappeared.

In its place appeared a portion of green pepper pork over rice.

"This is good."

Old Blind Man pulled out a pair of metal chopsticks and immediately began to eat heartily.

At the same time.

On the other side of the entire star system.

A Tribulation Devil suddenly stiffened in midair, unable to move even a little.

"He's eating me!"

This Tribulation Devil screamed.

The other Tribulation Devils all rushed towards him but were too late to be of any help.

The Tribulation Devil directly disappeared from their sight.

—— Old Blind Man ate ravenously, polishing off his boxed meal down to the last grain.

He wiped the corners of his mouth, grinned, showing two rows of teeth caked with bits of food,

"Next one."

In the empty lunchbox, a portion of Mapo Tofu over rice suddenly appeared.

Old Blind Man resumed gobbling down his meal.

In the Void.

Another Tribulation Devil was immobilized.

The Duke of Abyss discovered the situation immediately and flashed over, loudly saying,

"Come here!"

He shouted sternly,

"With all our combined Infinite Tribulation Power, let this emergence plunge into destruction!"

The other Tribulation Devils flew up and pressed their hands together on that Tribulation Devil.

The Tribulation Devil immediately emitted a heaven-shaking aura of destruction.

Thump—

Old Blind Man's lunchbox was as if struck by something, its contents spilling out and scattering on the ground.

The Tribulation Devil, as if pardoned, exclaimed,

"I'm safe! Our combined powers have shattered the Spell."

The Duke of Abyss immediately sensed something and roared with laughter,

"Master of the Stars? Not much after all, hahaha—"

He waved his arms in a gesture.

The twenty or so Tribulation Devils understood at once, turning around to launch an attack on a distant star.

—— If this largest star is destroyed, dozens of worlds nearby will undoubtedly fall into ruin!

Old Blind Man suddenly took off his sunglasses and said in a low voice,

"If I seriously use my powers, you all really think you can represent the Infinite Tribulation."

In his eyes, one eye inscribed with "Eat" had no hint of light, while the other inscribed with "Replacement" emitted a fierce Fiery Flame.

All the Tribulation Skills heading towards the star suddenly vanished in the air and instead bombarded a Tribulation Devil.

It let out a scream as its flesh was blasted off, and in the next moment, countless treasures flew out from its body, scattering across the starry sky.

This Tribulation Devil cared for nothing else and flashed away towards the Void.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Suddenly, Old Blind Man raised his hand and pinched through the air!

In the vast starry sky, a black hole quietly appeared.

The Tribulation Devil, about to enter a teleportation portal in the Void, was sucked back by the black hole.

Its flesh entered the black hole and vanished in an instant.

The sky full of treasures was also thoroughly absorbed by the black hole.

The Duke of Abyss expressed disgust and said in a low voice,

"So this is the Death Replacement Skill?... And the Shock Treasure Skill... truly a troublesome fellow."

Not far from the battlefield.

Blood Youth hid on a desolate asteroid, looking up at the battle in the sky.

"It's actually the legendary Shock Treasure Skill... if hit, one will drop their belongings until there's nothing left, and then, life will be lost as well."

A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Blood Youth's eyes.

As long as—

the Duke of Abyss is hit by this spell—

perhaps he'll drop the "Radiant Holy Light"!

I must watch this battle without blinking, waiting for that moment to arrive.

—I must fulfil Little Wu's command!

...

The Dragon Clan Dreamscape World.

Wu Xiaode, leaning on his magic wand, arrived at the campfire.

There stood four burly men, all with vertical pupils, emanating a faint Dragon Clan aura.

The leader among them buzzed:

"Mage Kain, this is that young girl's hair. I remember you have mastered a high-level tracking spell that can use this hair to locate the girl."

"Of course, I can do it, but before I came here I was in a duel and need some time to recover my mana," Wu Xiaode said.

"How much time do you need?"

"Twenty minutes."

"No problem, we've completely sealed the world, that little one can't escape!"

"That's for the best."

Wu Xiaode nodded and turned back to his tent.

He sat down comfortably in the chair and picked up the warm cup of coffee, gently taking a sip.

He had just received news about the Book of the Dead—

In ten minutes, the personalization of the Ancient Dragon King Blood Curse would be complete.

This had required the full might of the Purgatory Demon King's corpse, plus the treasure exchanged for Shen Xiujun's slaying of all the sealed Devils, to attain this personalization.

—What will it be like?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes, quietly waiting.

Time passed.

Ten minutes quickly went by.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaode felt something and turned to look at a corner of the tent.

The ground moved slightly, caved in, and formed a small hole.

A horned black snake slithered out of the hole, slowly making its way to Wu Xiaode, raised its body upright, nodded three times at him, then placed the rusty key it was holding in its mouth on the table beside Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the key.

A row of ice crystal letters appeared next to the key:

"Key, treasure number five of the Ancient Dragon King's hoard."

"This key can open a Dragon King's treasure warehouse buried underground."

"—It has been lost for so long that people have forgotten about this warehouse."

Wu Xiaode looked at the key and couldn't help but ponder.

The snake that delivered the key with three formalities was extremely spiritual.

Perhaps it had been raised by the Dragon King to guard the key, a Monster tasked with this duty.

It had come to him, surely with a request in mind.

"What do you want?"

Wu Xiaode asked bluntly.

The horned black snake coiled in front of him, nodding a few more times, its expression filled with a plea.

Wu Xiaode's heart stirred, yet he also noticed something unusual.

—The personalization of the Ancient Dragon King Blood Curse had supposedly been completed.

However, neither the Book of the Dead nor the Wall of Sighs had automatically appeared to give him a hint or explanation.

Wu Xiaode simply called out: "Book of the Dead."

Only then did the Book of the Dead open, and lines of ice crystal letters emerged on its pages:

"Your awakened personalized skill has employed an unprecedented excess of source power, causing the 'Wall of Sighs' to unleash a might beyond all else."

"Most importantly—"

"You carry with you the exceptionally precious 'Heavenly Punishment' power, its 'Heavenly' attribute has merged into this personalization process."

"This skill transcends numerous Divine Skills, entering the hall and can be revered as 'sacred.'"

"Such abilities must be treated with respect, not carelessly recorded."

"You need to execute the spell once, then this book can record it."

To execute the spell once...

Wu Xiaode paused, then looked back at the horned black snake.

The horned black snake's eyes were full of longing, staring at him motionless, not even flicking its tongue.

Suddenly, Wu Xiaode felt an intuition and spoke:

"You have vigilantly guarded this place for many years until you encountered someone with the power of the Dragon King's bloodline—you have emerged and returned the key to me, showing utmost loyalty and dedication."

"In my opinion, you will one day transform into a dragon."

As his words fell,

The horned black snake shuddered, shedding all its scales, and its entire body left that layer of skin, soaring through the Void, gradually growing a layer of golden scales.

Four claws grew out from its belly, catching thunderclouds in the air, joyously darting through the sky.

Wu Xiaode stared in astonishment.

—It had transformed directly from a snake into a Jiao.

Though not yet a dragon, with such wonders and form, it would one day become a dragon!

Was it his skill that had taken effect?

Wu Xiaode slowly turned his gaze back to the Book of the Dead.

The ice crystal letters quietly emerged one by one:

"Your 'Ancient Dragon King Blood Curse' has been personalized into a brand-new skill:"

"Divine Enthronement."

"'Sacred' level skill, unique in the world, hitherto unknown."

"It consumes the Merit/Sin of the target or yourself to grant them a 'position,' paving a luminous path for them to reach that 'position.'"

"—This is the manifest power of transcending the extraordinary and stepping into the realm of the sacred!"

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