343: System upgrade! The birth of codename "Death God"!

Inside the starship cabin, the light that was reshaping itself was different from any previous time.

The core of the light was no longer pure void, but had a heavy, seemingly solid core.

Lin Fan's figure slowly solidified.

He opened his eyes, feeling an unprecedented fullness and heaviness deep within his Soul.

It was as if a loose sponge had been filled with molten gold, every gap filled, becoming indestructible.

"System upgrade complete, current version 2.0."

"New core function: Death Playback."

"New core function: Karma Confusion."

It's here.

Lin Fan's breathing hitched slightly, and he immediately pulled up the System light screen, reading the update log word for word.

"Death Playback: After each death, the host can perform a data-based review of combat information from three seconds before death. This includes, but is not limited to: energy composition of enemy attacks, trajectories, Law fluctuations, moments of weakness exposure, etc."

Lin Fan's pupils sharply contracted.

In his mind, an image automatically appeared.

The figure of the Lich Adjutant was outlined by countless data lines into a translucent humanoid model. His action of pointing his staff was broken down by the System into hundreds of slow-motion shots.

A red warning marker appeared at the one-ten-thousandth of a second delay point where the Lich Adjutant's Soul Fire circulated beneath his ribs as he raised his staff.

"Weakness..."

Lin Fan murmured, his heart beginning to beat uncontrollably faster.

This was no longer a simple revive-and-get-rewards situation.

This was turning every death into a 100% precise, targeted weakness analysis.

His "death-seeking" cost-effectiveness, at this moment, was elevated to an unimaginable level.

His gaze continued downwards.

"Karma Confusion (Passive): Your existence will generate continuous faint 'noise' at the Karma level, greatly reducing the probability of being deduced, divined, or locked onto by Karma Law weapons. The more active you are, the stronger the noise."

Perfect stealth requires a perfect invisibility cloak.

This passive was the best invisibility cloak for him to move across the chessboard of gods.

Lin Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart and looked at the biggest gains from this time.

Those two lines of golden EX-Rank rewards.

"Congratulations on obtaining EX-Rank reward: 'Spear of Godslaying (Fragment 1/9)'!"

"Congratulations on obtaining EX-Rank reward: 'God-Lord Soul Net Conceptual Immunity Patch'!"

With a flash of light, a rusty black metal spearhead, only half a palm in size, quietly floated before him.

It had no energy fluctuations and looked like a piece of ordinary iron.

But the moment Lin Fan's fingertip was about to touch it, a shiver from the deepest part of his Soul made him abruptly pull his hand back.

It was a sense of sharp annihilation, as if it could completely grind away his Divine Soul.

Just one fragment brought such terrifying deterrence.

Lin Fan carefully put it into the System space and looked at the second reward.

"God-Lord Soul Net Conceptual Immunity Patch (Automatically Installed): All your aura will be conceptually shielded from 'Soul Hounds' units. In their eyes, you are equivalent to a stone, a speck of dust, a void."

The solemnity on Lin Fan's face finally melted away.

A brilliant smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"After all that, it turns out I just got a plugin that ignores wild monsters."

He stretched, and his bones let out a series of crackling sounds.

The gains were immense.

He needed some time to digest them and prepare more thoroughly for the next "feast"... Meanwhile.

Qingmu Continent.

The last patch of dark green in the sky melted away like ice and snow.

Warm, life-filled sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell upon this ravaged land.

The Cuiyun Sect Disciples, who had survived the calamity, stared blankly at the sky, feeling the long-lost warmth. Many cried tears of joy and collapsed to the ground.

Liu Qingqing didn't cry.

She just stared blankly at the empty land in front of the mountain gate.

Nothing was left there.

The man in strange clothes, who said, "I'll take you out," disappeared as abruptly as he arrived.

He used his own body to unleash a light more dazzling than the sun, tearing apart the curse and despair that enveloped the entire world.

Then, he transformed into this very light.

Liu Qingqing slowly knelt down, bowing deeply towards that empty spot.

Behind her, an Elder, a Disciple, hundreds of survivors... everyone, bowed devoutly in the same direction.

They didn't know his name.

But in everyone's hearts, he was the only god who saved this world... Immortal Alliance secret stronghold.

The atmosphere in the main hall was terrifyingly silent.

The Black Tortoise Holy Lord held the Jade Slip containing the newly transmitted intelligence in his hands, which trembled constantly.

The Mahayana Stage Cultivators beside him were pale, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"The 'Boundless Soul Domain Curse Array' on Qingmu Continent... is broken."

An Elder's voice was dry and hoarse, as if he had used all his strength.

"Thirty-six core array eyes, along with all the Centurions and Soul Hounds teams guarding them, and... that Lich Adjutant, were completely annihilated at the same instant."

"Again... self-detonation?"

This word came from another high-ranking official, but with strong uncertainty.

"What kind of self-detonation can produce such an incredible effect? This has completely exceeded our understanding of Law!"

"This is no longer the power of an Undergoing Tribulation Stage..."

The Black Tortoise Holy Lord slowly closed his eyes, only one thought remaining in his mind.

That unknown hero was an existence beyond the limits of their imagination.

A true immortal walking among mortals!

...Flagship, "immortal throne."

Inside the main hall, it was so quiet that one could hear the slightest crackling of Soul Fire burning.

But at this moment, even that crackling sound disappeared.

All the Soul Fires were desperately retracting, suppressing, as if fearing something.

In front of the throne, on the wall of Soul Lamps representing the life status of the commanders, the topmost one, belonging to the Lich Adjutant, had completely shattered.

And below it, thirty-six Soul Lamps representing elite Centurions had also all extinguished.

Demon Leader sat silently on his huge skeletal throne.

No roar, no anger.

Dead silence.

A dead silence more terrifying than wildly blazing, annihilating Soul Fire.

The commanders kneeling below, for the first time, felt a strange emotional fluctuation from their omnipotent God-Lord.

It was a kind of extreme suppression, yet still unable to completely conceal... fear.

Finally, Demon Leader moved.

He slowly rose from the throne.

"The codename 'plague god' is an insult to him."

His voice was incredibly hoarse, every word seemingly squeezed from the gaps in his bones.

Demon Leader's blood-red gaze swept over the trembling commanders below.

"He brings not chaos, but an end."

"From now on, his codename is 'Death God'."

"Transmit my command."

"Issue the highest Rank order to the Ninth Vanguard Fleet!"

"Abandon all predetermined missions! Abandon all occupied territories!"

"At all costs, use all forces to find the 'Death God', and then..."

In Demon Leader's eyes, fear receded, replaced by endless malice and madness.

"Completely annihilate him!"

He turned and walked towards a constantly sealed, dark door behind the throne, inscribed with countless divine runes.

"Prepare to activate the 'Karma Law Beacon'."

His voice echoed through the empty hall, carrying an unquestionable resolve.

"Since he can evade spatial and Divine Soul locks."

"Then let him taste what it's like to be nailed to a coordinate by fate itself."