Chu Hao was about to ascend!
In an instant, news of this spread like wildfire throughout Tianding University.
In truth, no announcement was needed—the divine fire leaderboard told the story. Chu Hao's divine fire count had skyrocketed to an insane number!
From less than ten thousand, it surged to thirty thousand, then forty thousand, fifty thousand…
And it kept climbing!
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"Ha…"
"Haah…"
Chu Hao closed his eyes, retracting his consciousness.
He then embedded his awareness back into his Mind Sea.
But unlike before, when he first ignited his divine fire, his Mind Sea was now almost fully illuminated.
Countless lights shone within, all belonging to the divine fire and "divine power" he had accumulated.
Taking a deep, ecstatic breath, Chu Hao murmured,
"Finally… it begins."
"The transcendence of life itself…"
From the start, Chu Hao's goal had been to walk the endless divine path—and now, he was truly on its edge! How could he not be excited?
As he spoke, the divine fire that lit his Mind Sea gathered rapidly around him.
Warm, instinctively comforting, it enveloped him, transporting him once again to the depths of the Endless Abyss.
The ascension had to occur within the divine world—both a coronation and a transcendence.
The metamorphosis of a world's creator required the entire divine world to witness and acclaim it.
At the bottom of the Endless Abyss, nothing had changed from the time Chu Hao had designed it.
Pure darkness and desolation…
No life existed here. This was the true lethal zone—but also…
"The origin of everything."
Chu Hao sat cross-legged at the bottom, closing his eyes.
As he dissolved the divine fire within him, memories surfaced one by one.
The first time he injected the formula of the Abyss World into it.
The first time he created the beings of the Endless Abyss—the primordial fallen soul, the First Fallen.
The first time he witnessed the emergence and proliferation of Abyss creatures…
Countless memory fragments flooded his mind like tides.
More divine fire dissolved, becoming the fuel for his transcendence.
His soul was tempered by the divine fire until it reached a pinnacle…
Meanwhile, his body began to dissolve.
At the very moment Chu Hao's body dissipated, the Endless Abyss surged!
Accelerating its consumption of the Trial World, it devoured everything, even increasing the rotation speed of its black-red vortex manifold times over.
The entire Trial World fragmented rapidly.
The world's core—the illusory Seven Rings of Virtue—collapsed visibly under the Abyss's corruption, plunging into the dimension of the Abyss itself.
Here it would be remade—not as the embodiment of virtue, but as the embodiment of desire and original sin.
Next, the thirteen planets shattered instantly under the Abyss's grasp.
Endless Abyss demons stood on the shattered lands, celebrating their return.
Some remaining alien races watched in horror and despair, staring at the Endless Abyss beyond the distant stars—their journey's end, and the beginning of their soul's eternal corruption.
Layer after layer of land was absorbed; some fragmented worlds were redistributed to other planes, while others recombined, forming new layers within the Endless Abyss.
As the world was consumed, terrifying black mists rose at the Abyss's base.
Endless black fog began to replace Chu Hao's body.
His body diminished, while the fog multiplied.
Yet his consciousness remained intact—though that completeness gradually faded.
The black fog spread throughout every plane of the Abyss, causing an unprecedented sense of crowding within it.
As Chu Hao's body transformed, more and more Abyss beings, including demons, bowed toward the Abyss's depths…
Whispering, praying, offering blessings to the one who created them, the ruler of the Endless Abyss.
At the very bottom, within the black mists, a pair of eyes appeared—bearing the black-red vortex symbol.
"…"
The eyes silently observed everything.
"Master…"
Yum prayed to the black mist.
"Master…"
Osiris and Zik supplicated, seeking greater power.
"Master…"
Countless fallen souls prayed, yearning for more favor and indulgence.
At last, the endless black mist began to dissipate, yet at the bottom of the Abyss, a terrifying throne emerged.
A throne of bones and fire, of chaos and madness—merely knowing it existed drove ordinary beings to fear and insanity.
Upon the dark throne, Chu Hao's figure gradually formed from the mists…
And throughout the Endless Abyss, faint yet pervasive songs began to resonate.
Whispers of sinister plotting…
Sounds of desire fulfilled…
Cunning laughter born of evil thoughts…
The voice of calamity, darkness, and corruption—it was the song of the Endless Abyss.
Within this chorus, Chu Hao slowly opened his eyes.
In his gaze, the black-red vortices spun.
"I am… Chu Hao."
He remembered his name—and another vital truth:
"I am also… the master of this Endless Abyss."
A brand-new divine system, a new god, was born in the deepest, darkest depths of the Endless Abyss.