Universe 22.
In the central region of the universe, within its largest Great Thousand World.
This world was far more sinister and terrifying than other Great Thousand Worlds, and much damper as well. Throughout the entire Great Thousand World, swamps and pitted ground could be seen everywhere.
Yet, strangely enough, at the very center of this Great Thousand World, it was incomparably dry. There stood the only tall mountain in this entire Great Thousand World, and atop the mountain was a cultivator who looked like a sphere—except this sphere was formed from countless tentacles gathered together, his whole body a deep green.
Only he remained atop the mountain, while below it, one cultivator after another covered in tentacles had gathered.
These cultivators came in every bizarre shape imaginable. Some looked like certain Strange Beasts, while others were humanoid. But no matter what they looked like, every one of them had tentacles growing from their bodies.
The Tentacle Clan!
At this moment, they were looking up at the summit, at the king of their clan and also the ruler of their universe, every face filled with astonishment.
"Did I hear that wrong? What did I just hear? Our opponent is Universe 3333?"
"This... how is that possible?"
"Exactly. We're already at the very end, aren't we? If our previous deductions weren't wrong, after one more time, or at most two, there should only be ten universes left in this cycle. At a time like this, how can there still be a universe ranked in the three thousands?"
"That's right. Even the universes we encountered at the very beginning weren't ranked that far back!"
"This... I'm even starting to wonder if we heard wrong!"
"I just can't figure it out. A universe born that late—possibly even the very last universe to be