Chapter 412: Crossing Over (Requesting Monthly Votes)

"A seventh-rank treasure? That's an artifact forged by a Consolidation cultivator!"

According to what Fang Xing had gleaned from the soul-searching of the Void-Refining cultivator of the Nine Fragrance Palace, the Great Ascension elders were often elusive, appearing only in glimpses in the Spirit Realm.

Consolidation cultivators were absolute high-level figures.

"Based on the combat power calculations of the main world, a Consolidation cultivator should possess Level 11 combat power?"

"If we extrapolate further... then a Great Ascension cultivator corresponds to Level 12 combat power? That is, a Sub-Star-level existence in the Star Lord realm of the Great Xia world?"

"And finally, ascending to immortality—the True Immortal realm—would equate to the Law Lord realm? That is, Level 13 combat power?"

Unfortunately, the higher the combat power, the less Fang Xing understood.

But theoretically, such a possibility did exist.

Even in the Spirit Realm, there were mortals, Qi Gathering cultivators, and Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Even a Transformation cultivator was a rare top-tier expert in any region, while Void-Refining cultivators were mid-level figures within major powers.

'Yet even such a Spirit Realm could be swept clean by the Creator...'

'The Law Lord-level beings are truly terrifying—do they truly have a Dao dispute with me?'

Fang Xing's cultivation avatar pondered for a moment, gazing toward the direction of his true body: 'The new world... has begun...'

At the summit of Tianyu Mountain.

Inside the cave, Fang Xing's true body activated layer upon layer of sealing arrays and hurled out the Wuji Demon Palace and other treasures to guard the area.

Then, his consciousness converged upon his attribute panel.

On the attribute panel, the symbol representing the 'Gate of All Realms' suddenly blazed with brilliant light, and a stream of information flowed forth.

'What?'

'This time... can I only manifest my consciousness again?'

Fang Xing's heart trembled.

Then, he felt a powerful spatial fluctuation!

Previously, his understanding of space had been far too shallow—even when the Gate of All Realms opened, he could not perceive it at all.

But this time, he felt as if he had directly seen the 'origin' of spatial laws!

It was a crystalline entity composed of infinite irregular facets, indescribable and incomprehensible.

Its form shifted constantly, impossible to define, beyond naming.

Yet beneath this indescribable chaos, the 'Gate of All Realms' slammed open.

Fang Xing's true body immediately fell into slumber, his consciousness thrust into the gate.

In an instant.

Heaven and earth transformed!

A primordial wilderness.

Trees loomed lush and towering, reaching a hundred meters high.

In the distance lay a pitch-black mountain range.

The black mountains were jagged with sharp, knife-like rocks; deep within, a cave yawned.

Inside the cave, upon an oval giant egg, cracks appeared one after another.

Crack!

Crack!

The giant egg split open, and out crawled a pitch-black... dragon?

'I...'

Fang Xing opened his mouth, but found his throat structure wrong—he could not speak his native language.

He raised his right hand—no, his right claw—and felt an itch on his back.

With a slight movement, a pair of bat-like black membranous wings unfolded, covered in patches of black scales at key points.

'I've become a dragon? And it seems to be a Western black dragon?'

Fang Xing turned around, flexed his limbs and tail... muttering to himself.

'This time I've hit the jackpot—directly reincarnated as a beast?'

He scanned his surroundings again—no sign of a dragon mother or siblings, nor any other giant eggs.

'Abandoned? Or is this just the natural reproductive method—drop an egg anywhere and leave it?'

'Where's the inheritance memory? Why do I have nothing?'

He internally complained bitterly, then felt hunger gnawing at him.

He immediately turned, crawled to the edge of his eggshell, seized a shard with his sharp claws, and shoved it into his mouth.

'Tastes like a sandwich... egg yolk flavor... and it's salted egg yolk!'

Crunch!

Crunch!

In the deep, dark cave, faint chewing sounds echoed.

As he ate, Fang Xing even felt his strength increasing further.

'So strong!'

'Just born, and my base strength is already equivalent to a Level 4 Martial Artist in the main universe.'

'I wonder what my base strength will reach when I mature?'

After finishing all the eggshell, Fang Xing burped and pondered silently.

For ordinary beings, they couldn't run as fast as cheetahs, couldn't match elephants in strength, couldn't swim like fish—these were species advantages, unavoidable.

All he could do was accept it.

'Damn it... with this Western lizard body, how am I supposed to practice martial arts?'

Although with his current martial level, modifying a few beast-form fists to suit this body and claws wasn't difficult.

But those profound, peerless martial arts—adapting them to a dragon-beast form—wouldn't be accomplished overnight.

Can you imagine a winged lizard wielding the Buddha's Palm?

'Star Earth martial arts are half ruined—only martial will remains usable... The Fire Mystery and Spatial Mystery have been severely weakened...'

'The laws of nature also differ significantly...'

'Is this a completely different grand world, like the cultivation realm?'

'The Nine Sources Star Body Refinement Secret Art can still be practiced as long as there's starlight—though the effects may vary...'

'And the Ten Thousand Hearts Secret Art can be practiced as long as there's soul force or mental energy...'

Fang Xing reviewed his knowledge, nodded silently, then communicated with his attribute panel to obtain information about this reincarnation.

'Only one chance? Once it ends, consciousness returns immediately—no re-entry?'

'The Gate of All Realms, opened with a fragment of Laplace's Demon's essence—how has it regressed so much?'

'The only good news... the time flow ratio between the two worlds is terrifying—here, one year passes while only half a day passes there...'

'Also... since it's consciousness manifestation, I can't bring my cultivation avatar over.'

After reflection, Fang Xing concluded:

'Similar to the Great Xia world, but far harsher!'

'I don't know the situation outside—it could be extremely dangerous.'

'I'll hide and survive for now.'

This reincarnation offered only one chance—like a one-life Tongguan game—he couldn't afford to waste it.

After eating, Fang Xing immediately lay down.

His physique made concerns like cold ground or catching a chill irrelevant.

Most of his focus now was on recalling the fleeting glimpse of the spatial origin he had seen when the Gate of All Realms opened.

The memory of that irregular, ever-shifting polyhedron was already blurring—he had to grasp it urgently.

'I seem to have a natural advantage in comprehending spatial laws...'

'Perhaps, when I eventually break through to Law Lord, I should choose spatial law.'

Fang Xing closed his serpent-like vertical pupils and meditated on the void.

For him, the Grand Void layer had long lost its secrets.

But after experiencing the spatial origin, returning to contemplate the Grand Void layer, Fang Xing realized his understanding of spatial law was still profoundly... shallow!

'The Grand Void layer isn't simple—it holds many hidden spatial structures, such as the several types used by teleportation arrays...'

'Crossing billions of miles instantly in the material layer is nearly impossible—but in the Grand Void layer, one can harness spatial chaos to generate terrifying momentum... this demands extreme mastery of spatial coordinates... The ancient masters who invented teleportation arrays must have reached an advanced level in spatial law...'

'The layered cake structure of space... I'm beginning to faintly perceive the third layer—beyond the Grand Void, there's another spatial stratum... even more bizarre in structure.'

Time passed unknown, and Fang Xing was awakened again by an instinctive hunger within.

He glanced at the walls and the soil and rocks beneath him, thought for a moment, then crawled out.

He couldn't possibly eat dirt!

He was a dragon-beast, after all!

Within a pitch-black peak, sharp black claws scraped and pried away loose stones at the cave entrance.

Then, a two-to-three-meter-long black dragon-beast emerged beneath the night sky.

Above the sky hung a slightly sinister purple moon.

Fang Xing took a deep breath: "No Qi… alright, I'm not a cultivator anyway—I can't sense the radiation of that Dao force, can't continuously draw Qi from the Grand Void…"

"The cosmos… why is the source energy so weak here?"

He gazed up at the moon and the sparse stars, a sharp suspicion rising in him: "Could it be… I've once again gotten unlucky and entered some powerful being's inner realm?"

With that thought, he became even more cautious in word and deed.

Fortunately, this dragon beast's physiology differed from humans—he couldn't speak at all, and until now had only muttered to himself internally.

Outside, the most he'd ever heard were a few low growls and rumblings of a young dragon.

'If this is inside a powerful being's inner realm, the illusory stars wouldn't match real ones… the weak source energy could be explained.'

'Or… could this be some kind of small world?'

'If so, I must consider the possibility of surveillance—can't draw too much attention…'

Fang Xing's will spread out, slowly scanning the dark mountains and forests…

He detected no creatures threatening to him.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, he sensed another kind of energy—extremely gentle—in the void.

It was utterly docile; as he breathed, it slowly seeped into his body, making his dragon form tingle pleasantly, even seeming to spur further growth.

"Heavenly and Earthly Qi?!"

For no reason, Fang Xing's mind conjured that term.

"Is this the most manifest energy in this universe, usable by transcendent beings?"

"This body can instinctively inhale and exhale… it must be a naturally transcendent lifeform—after all, it's a dragon, even a Western dragon…"

"I could slightly modify myself to absorb Heavenly and Earthly Qi faster, grow stronger… shouldn't be noticeable, right?"

Among any race, there are always individuals with abnormal, powerful development—it's nothing unusual.

"But just in case, I won't practice the Nine Source Star Body Refinement Secret Art… but the Ten Thousand Hearts Secret Art, practiced only internally, is safe enough…"

"My main cultivation from now on will likely focus on comprehending cosmic laws."

If the entire realm is under surveillance, internal cultivation is the safest.

Fang Xing had excellent patience—he could wait silently.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, he suddenly looked up, fixing his gaze on the purple moon.

At this instant, the moon reached the center of the sky, precisely at the position of the Great Yin.

Droplets of hazy, milky-white fluid fell, awakening wisdom in all things, and the Heavenly and Earthly Qi instantly became immensely dense.

Throughout the forest, a chorus of beast roars erupted in waves.

"This is… Emperor's Dew?!"

A primal longing stirred within Fang Xing as well.

(End of Chapter)