Within the Void of All Worlds, the blazing river of stars shone with extraordinary brilliance.
Fang Zheng stared at the infinitely burning world before him and reached out. At his movement, a meteor-sized mass of flame soon flew out from that fiery sea, then shot toward him and slammed straight into his body.
The next instant, endless scorching power surged into Fang Zheng's body. His skin quickly began to blacken, tighten, swell, and split open in cracks. Flames poured out from within, and intense pain spread from the inside out. In the blink of an eye, Fang Zheng had become a living torch...
"-----!!"
When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, his entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
"Whew... that was truly hell..."
Fang Zheng tried to raise his hand, but he could not move his arm at all. His entire body burned with pain, as if he had been cut open alive.
Since obtaining the system, this was the first time Fang Zheng had experienced such agony. It was even worse than when he had remade himself from a human into a Swarm body.
Yet this was something he had no choice but to do.
Though Fang Zheng had explained it simply to the others, actually accomplishing all this was an extremely difficult matter.
This time, the system had not issued Fang Zheng a mission. That meant there would be no situation where he completed a mission and the Dimensional Codex automatically took care of everything else.
If he wanted to settle this completely, Fang Zheng had to do it himself.
He needed divine power.
Not divine power from the Serpent of the Festival, but power that truly belonged to him!
Of course, Fang Zheng did not lack power in itself. He had burned an entire world before,