David opened his eyes.The blood rain had stopped. The amber sky had returned to its motionless calm. The secret realm was silent, as if holding its breath, waiting to see what he had become.He rose to his feet, and the ground trembled. Not because he was heavy his body was perfectly balanced, perfectly controlled but because the power inside him was so vast that even his slightest movement disturbed the fabric of the realm.He looked at his hands. They were the same hands he had always had, but they felt different. They felt like they could grip the stars and pull them down from the sky.His skin, already smooth after the Primogenitor's blood, now had a faint luminescence that was visible even in the amber light. The white streaks in his hair had expanded, forming a crown of starlight that contrasted sharply with the black.His gene level had stabilized at fifty thousand.Fifty thousand. The number was absurd. Most Universe Lords never reached fifty thousand; they broke through to t

The morning mist still clung to the silver river when David emerged from the tiny house, his spear already in hand. The amber sun hung motionless at its apex as it always did, casting long shadows that never shifted. He had grown accustomed to the strangeness of this secret realm, the way time seemed to bend, the way the fruit never rotted, the way the silence pressed against his ears like a living thing. What had once felt eerie now felt almost comfortable.Albert was waiting for him near the pagoda, his ancient form flickering in the amber light. Beside him stood Athena, her silver eyes tracking David's approach with that unreadable expression she always wore."You've been pushing hard in the pagoda," Albert said. "Sixty-seven levels cleared. Your combat instincts are sharper than any warrior I've trained. But combat is not the only thing that matters. Your foundation is strong, but it could be stronger. Your laws are deep, but they could be deeper."David planted his spear in the

The years passed, and David's body began to change in ways he had not anticipated.It started subtly. His shoulders, already broadened by the Primogenitor's blood, grew wider by another inch. His height, which had stabilized after his breakthrough, crept upward by a fraction. His limbs lengthened, his muscles thickened, his frame expanded to accommodate the power that was building inside him."I'm getting bigger," he said one morning, staring at his reflection in the silver river. His face was still his own, the sharp features, the white-streaked hair, the eyes that had seen too much but his body was no longer the lean hunter's frame he had carried for decades. He looked more like a warrior now. A giant titan in the making."That is expected," Athena said, appearing beside him. "The immortal body is not a fixed structure. It grows and adapts in response to the power it contains. Your gene level is approaching eighty thousand. Your immortal energy reserves are expanding. Your body must

The body refinement regimen continued to evolve as David grew stronger.Athena, who had been watching his progress with her silver eyes, introduced new arts as his body became capable of handling them. “ Iron Blood Baptism”This technique required him to cycle his immortal energy through his bone marrow, strengthening his skeletal structure from the inside out. “Void Body Method” This is a meditation technique that aligns his flesh with the Law of Space, making him harder to hit by making his position inherently uncertain. “ Soul-Fire Purge “This technique is a dangerous secret technique to practice that uses his own destructive energy to burn away impurities in his soul."These arts were not meant for someone at your level," Athena admitted, watching David struggle through the Soul-Fire Purge for the first time. "The Dark Lord's disciples were all at least Immortal Venerables before they attempted this technique. But your gene level is high enough to compensate. Your body can su

Another fifty years passed. David continued to climb the pagoda, clearing levels that would have been impossible for anyone without his level of preparation. The monsters on the ninety-fifth level and above were the most terrifying creatures he had ever faced, creatures that could manipulate time in minor ways but also manipulate the space law, that could attack from multiple dimensions simultaneously, that could regenerate from a single cell. Each battle was a war of attrition that stretched across days or weeks.But David won a tough battle. Not because he was stronger, but because he used his surroundings smartly. He had learned to read the fabric of space around each monster, to predict its movements before it made them, to counter its abilities with his own growing mastery of the space law.The ninety-sixth level monster could teleport faster than David could track. He defeated it by learning to lock down the space around it although space blocked wasn’t perfect but it still wor