"So it was this simple."
This time, unlike the grand spectacle of his previous advancement, Lu PingAn had completed his qualitative transformation the moment he opened his eyes.
Tier 8—the sacred domain that countless Rule-level powerhouses had been unable to enter their entire lives, the true beginning of the journey toward immortality—Lu PingAn had stepped into it with such ease.
In truth, just as he had understood before, becoming a Tier 8 Life-type, in terms of principle alone, was quite "simple."
"Create a tangible 'divine kingdom' that belongs to oneself."
He had long possessed enough Logic, and the World Fragments harvested from Mercury 42 had gradually evolved his rules into genuine World's Logic.
His flesh had long since become immortal. Whether it was Old Liu's spiritual immortality or Your Excellency Xiu Yi's infinite branches, both signified that existences of this level had already transcended the singular form of a physical body.
They possessed the possibility of bearing a further step—the "Country of Reason."
What remained was even simpler, at least for Lu PingAn.
He only needed to piece together his own rules and Logic into an "independent space" capable of circulation. This was the construction of one's own Kingdom of God on Earth, a manifestation of powerful will capable of resisting the world independently—a realm most transcendents would never touch in their lives.
After all, it was like stacking building blocks, turning countless prior accumulations into stairs leading toward heaven. Falling short was simply falling short, and some things could never be accumulated in an entire lifetime.
And the materials needed to form this Small World were "rules."
Usually, veteran Tier 7s needed multiple rules as foundations, pillars, and walls. They had to build their own castles step by step, and who knew how long such accumulation would take.
Even