172: Thunder Kingdom Ascension

Although the Spiritual Qi Origin of the earth's veins was not completely exhausted, it was riddled with holes, and the Spiritual Qi was as thin as the breath of a dying old man.

Above the earth, it was a scene of devastation; mountains and rivers were shattered, and all things were withering.

Mo Yun's Dao foundation was severely damaged, and she fell into a deep slumber, barely maintaining herself by relying on the thin water elements drawn by Mo Yu and the faint vitality gathered by Ink Snow.

The entire Lei Yan Divine Dynasty was like a candle in the wind, teetering on the brink of collapse.

In the sky, the gray-white giant eye of the Heavenly Dao did not immediately launch a new round of attacks because the extraction was interrupted. Its cold and indifferent pupil turned slightly, as if it were still "observing" the "Heaven-Stealing" sequence that was still attached to the Law chain and constantly trying to steal power, just like observing a strange insect struggling in a glass box.

But this observation would not last long.

Once the Heavenly Dao lost interest, or judged that this "insect" was worthless, the next wave of devastating strikes would surely follow. This time, having lost the support of the earth's veins, the Dynasty would no longer have any chance of survival.

A desperate situation! A truly hopeless predicament of ten deaths and no life!

Deep within the Thunder Abyss, in the Chaos Thunder Pool.

The consciousness of Bottled Immortal Mo Yuan operated at an unprecedented speed, analyzing the final data transmitted back by the Heaven-Stealing sequence and deducing all possible paths to survival.

Resist head-on? There was no chance of winning.

The power of the true body of the Heavenly Dao far exceeded imagination and could by no means be countered by current strength.

Concealment? The Lei Yan Divine Dynasty was so vast that its aura had long been locked onto by the Heavenly Dao; there was nowhere to hide.

Escape? Where could they escape to? The entire Spirit Realm was under the shroud of the Heavenly Dao.

One path to survival after another was deduced, and one after another was rejected.

In the end, an extremely crazy, and one could even say counter-intuitive, plan gradually became clear and fixed in his cold core.

Since it was impossible to fight on the existing level, then... leave this level!

It was not an escape in terms of space, but... a leap in dimensions!

To temporarily "ascend the dimension" of the entire Lei Yan Divine Dynasty from this three-dimensional space level where the Spirit Realm was located, and enter a higher-level [High-Dimensional Secret Realm] to hide!

Just like temporarily extracting an object from a painting into the real world, the rules in the painting would no longer be able to affect it!

This concept originated from the sporadic records of "dimensions" and "space-time fissures" in the legacy of the Ancient Civilization, as well as the "Chaos" characteristic possessed by the Chaos Thunder Pool itself, which transcended the existing Laws!

"Deduce the feasibility of 'dimension ascension'."

"Energy demand calculation..."

"Dimension coordinate anchoring..."

"Simulation of probability of avoiding Heavenly Dao detection..."

The artifact spirit's cold data stream intertwined crazily with Mo Yuan's consciousness.

"Conclusion: Feasibility exists.

It is necessary to consume 73% of the Chaos Thunder Pool's Origin energy, and more than 90% of the sequence units must enter a permanent slumber state, using the energy and consciousness fluctuations dissipated from their slumber as fuel for ascension and coordinate anchor points.

After success, it can temporarily hide in the High-Dimensional Secret Realm to avoid Heavenly Dao lockdown.

Risk: The dimension ascension process may trigger unpredictable spatial paradoxes, the high-dimensional environment is unknown, and the slumbering sequences may not be able to be awakened."

The price was huge! It would almost hollow out most of the Dynasty's existing power foundation, and the path ahead was unknown.

But if they didn't do it, it would be immediate destruction!

"Execute!" Immortal in a Bottle did not hesitate at all.

The cold will instantly spread throughout all sequence networks, as well as the Divine Souls of The Three Daughters.

"All sequence units, according to command priority, immediately enter the [Permanent Slumber] state!

Energy cores reverse, output mode switches to 'dimension ascension fuel'!"

"Target: Lei Yan Divine Dynasty full-territory dimension ascension!"

"Instruction code: 'Return to Concealment'!"

As soon as the order was issued, all things became silent.

First, it started from the border; those patrolling, fighting, and constructing sequence units, regardless of their rank, simultaneously stopped all actions.

The light in their eyes extinguished, and the energy cores within their bodies burned in a reversed, silent manner, emitting a strange, non-energetic, and non-material fluctuation, like countless tiny coordinates, marking out the outline of the Divine Dynasty's territory.

Next was the Sword Grave sequence; those thousands of towering sword peaks, thorns, and vines all retracted all Sword Intent, becoming dull and lusterless. However, their structures rooted in the earth began to emit similar fluctuations, resonating with the faint Spiritual Qi remaining in the earth's veins, stabilizing the "foundation" for the dimension ascension.

Inside the city, countless low-level Worker Bees and Vajra Battalion warriors fell in rows, turning into silent sculptures. Their consciousness and energy were extracted and merged into the increasingly massive torrent of "fuel".

More than 90% of the sequence units, at this moment, for the sake of the Dynasty's survival, chose self-sacrifice, entering an eternal slumber from which they did not know if they could wake up.

"No..." Mo Yu looked at the torrent of sequences falling silently before her, a trace of grief flashing in her eyes. These were all her Father's hard work, companions who had fought side by side.

Ink Snow tightly supported the severely injured Mo Yun, the Reincarnation Butterfly Seal flickering slightly. She could feel countless lights of consciousness collectively dimming, merging into a grand and tragic plan.

"For survival," she said in a low voice, her eyes firm.

When the number of slumbering sequences reached a certain critical point—

The Chaos Thunder Pool boiled!

The body of the Immortal in a Bottle, Mo Yuan, composed of thunder Dao patterns, emitted a dazzling light. He almost drained the entire Origin power of the thunder pool, triggering the huge "fuel furnace" and "coordinate network" composed of countless slumbering sequences that covered the entire territory!

"With Chaos as the catalyst, with the slumber of all spirits as the sacrifice..."

"Steal the gap of dimensions, open the gate of the Secret Realm..."

"Dimension ascension... activate!"

He let out a roar from the deepest part of his Soul and the Laws!

BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A deafening sound that could not be described in any words did not act on the eardrums, but directly shook the Soul Origin of every conscious living being!

The entire Lei Yan Divine Dynasty territory, along with the mountains, rivers, cities, and buildings upon it, as well as all sleeping and non-sleeping existences, was suddenly uprooted by an incomprehensible force!

It was not a physical movement, but the... distortion and folding of the entire spatial structure itself!

The sky was no longer the sky, and the earth was no longer the earth.

The surrounding scenery became bizarre and grotesque; colors lost their meaning, shapes constantly changed, and the Laws became blurred and strange!

It was as if the entire world had been thrown into a kaleidoscope, being forcibly compressed, stretched, and stuffed into a higher-level "fissure"!

The giant eye of the Heavenly Dao seemed to have finally been startled by this counter-intuitive turn of events, and for the first time, clear fluctuations appeared in its cold pupil!

A Law chain, thicker and more terrifying than before, instantly condensed and lashed fiercely at the twisting and folding territory, attempting to forcibly nail it back to its original place!

However, in the process of dimension ascension, the form of existence of the Lei Yan Divine Dynasty was undergoing a fundamental change!

When the Law chain struck it, it was as if it had struck a phantom; most of the power passed through, and only a small part of the power succeeded, causing large areas of the territory to disintegrate and annihilate during the ascension process, turning into the most primitive particle streams!

Heavy losses!

But the core area, under the protection of the Chaos power and the anchoring of the slumbering sequences, stubbornly and irreversibly... squeezed into that higher-dimensional "fissure"!

Pop—

A slight, yet seemingly eternal, strange sound.

The vast, broken Lei Yan Divine Dynasty territory, under the gaze of the Heavenly Dao giant eye, just like a drop of water merging into the ocean, completely disappeared from the spatial level of the Spirit Realm.

In the sky, only that Law chain, which was slowly dissipating because it had missed its strike, was left, along with that... giant eye of the Heavenly Dao, which for the first time revealed emotions similar to "shock" and "bewilderment".

It floated silently, scanning that void which was empty, but it could no longer find any trace of the existence of the Lei Yan Divine Dynasty.

They... had disappeared.

Not concealed, not escaped, but in a way it could not understand or touch, they had completely left this "level".

In the High-Dimensional Secret Realm.

A strange space that was bizarre, chaotic in Laws, and indescribable in color.

The broken Mo Capital, the withered mountains and rivers, the countless silently slumbering sequences... floated in this Secret Realm like drift bottles, slowly rising and falling.

Mo Yu and Ink Snow supported Mo Yun, looking at this completely unfamiliar Domain in shock, feeling the Law environment that was vastly different from the Spirit Realm, their hearts filled with the trance and confusion of surviving a disaster.

They had succeeded... but they had also paid an unimaginable price.

The aura of the Immortal in a Bottle became extremely weak, the Chaos Thunder Pool was almost dried up, and the light on the surface of the magic bottle was dim.

[The Price: Age of Slumber] had arrived.

The Lei Yan Divine Dynasty, at the cost of 90% of its sequences in eternal slumber, half-ruined earth veins, and a severely damaged core, had exchanged for a temporary, teetering... safety.

In the High-Dimensional Secret Realm, they eked out a meager existence.

Where was the path ahead? When would they wake up? These were all unsolvable mysteries.

Only the obsession to survive supported every conscious existence.