Chapter 864: I’m About To Break Through!
Meng Anwen’s intuition had always been exceptionally sharp.
After giving it careful thought, he left the Abyss World.
The Shenxia Tower formed a teleportation formation and carried him back to Xiajing City.
The moment he arrived at Lin Moyu’s residence, he saw Lin Moyu standing quietly outside the manor.
By now, Lin Moyu had already stepped into the half-step Transcendent God realm.
Though he stood completely still, a faint yet majestic aura radiated from him.
“Teacher.”
Lin Moyu’s voice sounded directly beside Meng Anwen’s ears. It felt as though he had been waiting specifically for his arrival.
The next moment, Lin Moyu appeared before him, smiling faintly, “Teacher, I know why you’ve come.”
“You knew I was coming?” Meng Anwen looked at him.
His disciple had always been extraordinarily perceptive. Many times, there was no need for explanations—Lin Moyu could figure everything out on his own.
Lin Moyu nodded, “This performance might fool others, but it could never fool you, Teacher.”
Meng Anwen snorted softly, a trace of displeasure flashing across his eyes, “Then why keep it from me in the first place?”
Lin Moyu replied calmly, “I wanted the act to feel as real as possible. The fewer people who knew, the better. Besides, I always intended to explain everything to you afterward, Teacher.”
Meng Anwen took a deep breath.
He understood Lin Moyu’s character better than anyone. There was no way Lin Moyu would ever do anything detrimental to the human race.
If he had gone to such lengths to stage this performance, there had to be a reason behind it.
Lin Moyu invited him into the manor. After respectfully brewing tea and serving it, he began to explain, “There are two reasons for what I did.”
“First, I wanted to temper them a little. While people shouldn't lose their edge, they can't be allowed to become overly arrogant either. You must have noticed it as well, Teacher.”
Meng Anwen hummed in agreement. He had indeed noticed it.
As the war continued to progress smoothly, many people had grown increasingly conceited, looking down on the Abyss Demons.
Some had even gone so far as to criticize the ancestors of the human race as incompetent.
Lin Moyu said quietly, “This trend cannot be allowed to continue. It needed to be checked.”
“That’s the first reason.”
“As for the second... it’s a personal one.”
“I need a special type of power known as the power of faith. I actually obtained it long ago, but over the past six months, it has been steadily weakening.”
“So while giving everyone a wake-up call, I also took the opportunity to secure some benefits for myself.”
“Lilian showed proper restraint. There shouldn’t have been many casualties.”
He was right. Lilian had held back.
Most of the humans had only been injured rather than killed.
Injuries were hardly a problem; even severed limbs could be regenerated.
Meng Anwen took a sip of tea, “Did you achieve what you wanted?”
Lin Moyu nodded, “I did. The results were even better than expected. You should be able to sense it as well, Teacher.”
A long silence followed.
Eventually, Meng Anwen let out a deep sigh, “You...”
There was no reproach in his voice.
Instead, there was gratification. Gratification that Lin Moyu had truly matured.
Lin Moyu understood that he had already stepped beyond the boundaries of the world's chessboard—no longer a piece being moved, but a player controlling the game.
Neither spoke further.
Everything that needed to be said had already been said.
Lin Moyu believed Meng Anwen would understand.
Meng Anwen drank several more cups of tea, and each time, Lin Moyu respectfully refilled his cup with both hands.
After finishing the last cup, Meng Anwen slowly rose to his feet, “I’m returning to the Abyss World.”
Lin Moyu nodded, “After this battle, the Abyss World should finally be pacified.”
“Mm.” Meng Anwen acknowledged with a nod before teleporting away.
Watching his teacher depart, Lin Moyu finally let out a breath of relief.
The last thing he wanted was for Meng Anwen or the others to misunderstand his intentions.
Now that everything had been laid out clearly, there would be no lingering doubts or resentment.
From that day onward, Lin Moyu no longer paid attention to the war in the Abyss World.
As long as the Demon Emperor didn't intervene, the outcome had already been decided.
The Abyssal Demons would be driven apart and ultimately eradicated.
Though a few setbacks had occurred along the way, the human race had been tempered and sharpened like a blade.
From this point forward, humanity would place its faith in itself, gaining the conviction and momentum needed to grow stronger.
At least for the next century, no major upheavals were likely to occur.
Without anyone realizing it, Lin Moyu had already paved the road ahead for the entire human race.
…
Within his soul, strands of law drifted freely like tiny fish.
These were the law of undeath that Lin Moyu had mastered, each branded with his unique imprint.
Though they numbered only a few strands, the power they were able to unleash was several times greater than before.
The strength of a law was never determined by quantity, but by the depth of one's understanding and mastery.
Lin Moyu now controlled exactly one percent of the law of undeath—the threshold of the half-step Transcendent God realm.
As his comprehension of the law reached mastery, his soul force surged dramatically, leaving him only a single step away from level 99.
Level 99 was the ultimate limit of human class users and the ceiling of the half-step Transcendent God realm.
Beyond it lay only two paths: remain trapped forever, or take the final step into the Transcendent God realm.
Yet reaching the Transcendent God realm within a small world was anything but easy.
Accomplishing it in a fragment world was even more impossible.
Lin Moyu's days settled into a steady rhythm.
Aside from cultivation, he spent his time enjoying a peaceful life with his four beautiful wives.
He never rushed his progress, firmly believing that haste only led to failure.
Finally, after another six months, his soul rank reached level 99.
The instant his soul rank advanced, his level rose in tandem, smoothly breaking through to level 99.
The talent tree continuously nourished his soul with soul power.
As long as his soul rank increased, raising his level and replenishing his soul force required virtually no effort.
Over the past six months, his understanding of the law of undeath had steadily deepened.
The law of undeath within his soul continued to grow, gradually advancing toward the two-percent threshold.
Lin Moyu examined his attributes, a faint smile appearing on his face.
[Name: Lin Moyu]
[Class: Undeath Holy King (unique)]
[Level: 99]
[Strength: 3,750,000]
[Agility: 3,750,000]
[Spirit: 9,999,550]
[Physique: 4,836,900]
At this moment, his spirit attribute stood only a step away from ten million.
He deliberately chose not to equip the Monarch's Scepter.
He intended to break through to the Transcendent God realm using nothing but his own power.
That was the best method.
Relying on equipment or formations to satisfy the attribute requirement would only weaken his foundation.
Since he had already chosen the hardest and strongest path, he naturally intended to pursue it to perfection.
No external aids. Only his own power.
His spirit attribute lacked only a tiny margin.
As his comprehension of the law continued to deepen, his soul would grow stronger, and his spirit attribute would rise alongside it.
Reaching the ten-million mark was only a matter of time.
Three months later, the human race completely conquered the Abyss.
Like the Dragonkind before them, only scattered remnants of the Abyss Demons remained.
They no longer possessed the strength to threaten humanity, and the main human forces gradually withdrew, leaving behind only a handful of small detachments.
The Abyss World, which had stood as humanity's greatest enemy for over a thousand years, had finally come to an end.
The Abyssal Fire that had burned throughout the Abyss for ages had grown very weak.
The Demon Emperor had vanished without a trace, and along with her, the Demon Emperor's Palace disappeared as well.
The deaths of so many Demons had dealt catastrophic damage to the Abyss World, leaving the fragment world weakened beyond recovery.
Three months later, Lin Moyu arrived before Antaris, "I'm about to break through."