118: Chapter 118 Forced Transformation of Pangu! Blue Star's Metamorphosis into a Superdimensional Core!

The void was deathly silent.

Jiang Feng disdainfully brushed the golden dust residue from his fingertips, as if flicking away a layer of ash.

He stood high above, looking down at Xuanji, who was struggling to breathe under the weight of his absolute power of two hundred gou.

Xuanji gasped for air, forcibly suppressing the horror in her heart.

She took the initiative to drop the pretentious starlight of an envoy, no longer putting on the airs of a high-dimensional being, and gritted her teeth to look directly at Jiang Feng.

"The decree was just bait."

Xuanji simply laid her cards on the table. "The Immeasurable Holy Mountain isn't some land of creation; it's a playground for the eighth High-Dimensional Chess Game."

"The Two Sovereigns of Xuan and Ming have taken an interest in your combat power. They threw opportunities at you just to put a collar on you, making you the ultimate thug in this grand game."

Jiang Feng was amused by what he heard.

"They want me to be their high-level power-leveler? A cleanup worker?"

Jiang Feng glanced at the supreme dimension above his head as if looking at a fool. "Those two old geezers must still be dreaming."

"I won't be a chess piece, and I have no time to play chess with them. My rule has always been to flip the table directly."

Before his voice finished echoing, Jiang Feng closed his eyes.

His divine sense spread out like a tsunami, following that deep purple karmic line all the way down, firmly pinning the final absolute coordinates.

A second later, he opened his eyes.

He grabbed Xuanji's shoulder with one hand and slashed his fingers like a sword towards the void ahead.

The dimensional barrier shattered into glass shards on the spot.

Holding Xuanji, his physical body forcibly smashed through Blue Star's atmosphere, plummeting straight toward the core.

Blue Star, deep within the core.

Jiang Feng's feet landed, and his two hundred gou of violent world essence stepped downward with the momentum.

Boom!

Under this pure physical violence, the ancient camouflage laws surrounding the core were as brittle as a cracker, shattering instantly.

The true interior of Blue Star was completely exposed.

What met his eyes was a thick, dark red origin that was too dense to dissolve.

A fragmented continent, larger than ten thousand star seas, floated quietly in the center of the core.

Billions of dark red light pillars welded the continent and Blue Star's crust firmly together.

It was ancient, oppressive, and enough to make one's skin crawl.

The space above cracked open as Nuwa, Jiang Kunlun, and other sages rushed over.

As soon as Jiang Kunlun landed, his gaze swept over that dark red continent. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

"This is... the Origin of Creation! Blue Star's core is actually the physical remains of the Great God Pangu!"

Nuwa's figure swayed unsteadily.

The top-secret memories in her mind, which had been locked by high-dimensional forces, instantly thawed.

"The Great God Pangu... didn't die from the exhaustion of creating the heavens and earth at all."

Nuwa's whole body trembled, her voice shaking uncontrollably, filled with shock and grief:

"He was the previous high-dimensional chess piece!"

"Because he resisted this game of playing with sentient beings, he was forcibly down-dimensioned and erased!"

"If the high-dimensional will wants you dead, you must die."

Xuanji completed the truth from the side. "But Pangu left a backup plan. He disguised his main remains as Blue Star and hid at the edge of the universe to survive. This planet is the resurrection game he has been setting up for billions of years."

Jiang Feng wasn't listening to these people explain history at all.

His gaze was dead-locked on the coordinates on the system panel that were glowing a stabbing red.

The 10,000th clone was pinned perfectly into the very center of that continent.

"After all that running around."

Jiang Feng rolled his wrists, his eyes as excited as a veteran cheater. "The biggest experience pack has actually been under my feet this whole time. This is a massive profit."

Suddenly, the entire core vibrated frantically.

The dark red continent emitted a world-destroying roar.

In the darkness, a pair of giant eyes made entirely of origin slowly opened.

That creation-level pressure instantly crushed every inch of space.

Nuwa and Jiang Kunlun were blown hundreds of thousands of miles away by the airwave, only stopping when they slammed into the core's precipice, spitting blood.

"Billions of years of slumber. The fruit I planted has finally ripened."

An ancient, domineering voice exploded directly in everyone's minds.

Pangu's remnant soul stared fixedly at Jiang Feng, those giant eyes filled with undisguised greed.

"Such a powerful physical foundation! A flawless shell! With it, I can fight my way back to the Supreme Void!"

Pangu's voice was like thunder: "Junior, surrender control of your body! Merge with me and follow me to conquer the high dimensions!"

Countless dark red physical hands, carrying the power of creation, grabbed at Jiang Feng's vital points from all directions.

Jiang Feng stood where he was, not even intending to dodge.

"A loser eliminated from the previous version, hiding in a ditch for so many years."

A sneer curled on Jiang Feng's lips. "You just woke up without brushing your teeth, and you're already trying to loot my gold?"

Boom!

The moment the giant hands grabbed down, the world essence inside Jiang Feng's body fully detonated.

His super-strong stats of two hundred gou condensed into a transparent airwave of absolute defense on his body's surface.

When Pangu's giant creation hands hit it, there was a series of crisp cracks as they instantly broke into a red mist that filled the air.

Jiang Feng's hands rapidly formed seals, and the laws of 'Taixu Reincarnation' were fully activated.

"Putting on the airs of a Creator God with me? Big guy, times have changed!"

The divine light around Jiang Feng surged, like an invincible demon god, as he shouted coldly:

"As long as you have a health bar, I don't care who you are, you're going to end up as a corpse!"

Jiang Feng reached out with one hand, his five fingers gripping tightly onto the core of Pangu's remains.

"Today, I will personally teach you what forced conversion means!"

The system alarm echoed through the core.

The Taixu Chains turned into countless meat grinders, arrogantly piercing through Pangu's law armor and stabbing into the deepest part of the remnant soul.

"Arrogance! I am Pangu! You dare to devour your ancestor—"

Pangu's roar came to an abrupt halt.

In the face of these unreasonable, perverse values of two hundred gou, any ancient divine abilities were just fancy pieces of waste paper.

Jiang Feng squeezed his fingers hard.

The Ancient Origin that Pangu had accumulated for billions of years was frantically drained through the chains and poured into Jiang Feng's body.

That grand consciousness of creation was directly torn into basic code and formatted completely clean.

A blinding white light exploded, swallowing the entire Blue Star.

Nuwa and the others instantly lost their vision.

The collapse of the core space stopped immediately.

The rioting laws all returned to peace, and the surroundings reverted to a void of nothingness.

Jiang Feng floated quietly in mid-air, the system panel on his retina flooded with a torrent of data.

[Ding! Successfully forced conversion and recovered Clone No. 10,000!]

[Final Clone Recovery Progress: 10,000/10,000!]

[Host's six-dimensional attributes have forcibly broken through the 'Gou' measurement limit! Officially entering the 'Jian' level!]

[Triggered Pangu Plunder talent, plundering immeasurable attribute points, automatically allocating to all attributes!]

[Current total basic six-dimensional attributes: 3 Jian (30,000 Gou)!]

The terrifying foundation that transcended dimensions surged wildly through Jiang Feng's limbs and bones.

Without Pangu's support, Blue Star did not crumble; instead, it swallowed all the remaining top-tier origin into the earth.

Blue Star's origin was completely restructured. Common soil and sand were instantly refined, transforming into dark gold Primordial Divine Ore, becoming a hyper-dimensional foundation belonging only to Jiang Feng.

The entire planet skipped all evolutionary stages, instantly evolving into a 'Hyper-Dimensional Core' that stood above ninth-grade planes.

Now, even if Pangu were resurrected and struck with a full-power punch, he wouldn't even be able to scratch off a layer of dust from Blue Star.

[Ding! All hidden conditions have been met!]

[Forced completion of the Eighth Transition Advancement Mission.]

[Class Advancement: Dao Lord Taixu (Pre-Ninth Transition rank)!]

[Level seal removed! Current level has soared to: Lv.620!]

[Ding! Learned Class Divine Ability: Origin Life Awakening (Great Resurrection Art).]

[Effect: Ignores dimensions and karmic retribution. Forcibly pulls people from the river of time, resurrecting the target's body and soul, and perfectly retaining their peak combat power before death! No cooldown, single use consumes 1% of the host's world essence.]

Jiang Feng closed the panel and slowly clenched his right fist.

There was no sonic boom.

Because as long as he exerted even a little force, the physical laws between his fingers would be directly crushed to death by the power, and even sound could not be transmitted.

What was even more heaven-defying was that this resurrection divine ability had near-zero consumption.

Jiang Feng's world essence recovery speed far exceeded the consumption of any laws or divine abilities.

He could release it infinitely with a wave of his hand; there was no such thing as depletion.

...

At the same time, deep within the Supreme Void.

The black and white chessboard above the clouds vibrated frantically.

The edge piece representing the black side suddenly erupted with an extremely blinding light, which in turn began to frantically burn the Grand Dao meridians of the entire chessboard.

Old Man Ming sat on his jade throne, staring fixedly in the direction of Blue Star, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, his knuckles cracking as he squeezed.

This aura of a variable that had completely escaped control was like a rusty knife pressed firmly against his carotid artery.

"Crack!"

Old Man Ming crushed the black piece in his hand, and the powder fell away.

He stood up abruptly, his violent rage instantly evaporating the surrounding chaotic mist into nothingness.

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit."

Old Man Ming's eyes were sinister, his voice cold enough to freeze time and space:

"Since you won't become my chess piece..."

"Then I will smash this chessboard right in your face!"