Moro: What's Wrong with Being a Dog If It Keeps Me Alive?

On the Pure White Land of the Zero-Point Dimension, black toxic blotches spread wildly.

The Octahedron covered in complex eyes had been completely ground out of life beneath the encirclement of the God Devourer's thirty thousand tentacles.

The white light on its Geometric Facets instantly dimmed and went out, like a dying candle cut off from its source.

The God Devourer gave it no chance to undergo Reassembly.

Its enormous grayish-white flesh pressed down directly, and its barbed Stomach Pouch turned inside out, swallowing the Octahedron whole.

Extremely concentrated chaotic Digestive Fluid instantly enveloped that pure white Origin Matter.

Inside the Abyss Core.

Yang Yu sat in the Command Chair, raised his right hand, spread his fingers sharply, and aimed them at the void before him.

On the Abyss Shell, thirty thousand giant mouths had long been waiting along the inner wall of the God Devourer's stomach.

The moment the Octahedron's Origin Matter was melted by the poison and broken down into the purest High-Dimensional Energy, those giant mouths immediately extended dark gold pipes and viciously plunged them into the swirling mass of energy.

They forcibly intercepted it.

"Filter it and send it into the Mid-layer," Yang Yu ordered.

Hundreds of millions of tons of pure white Origin Matter rained down as light. After being cleansed by the Abyss Barrier, it became a gray-gold torrent of experience that crashed into the Abyss Mid-layer.

Below.

Li Qingcang stood atop a mountain of Chaos Giant Beast corpses, gripping his broken sword.

He panted heavily, his blood and vitality churning throughout his body.

As the rain of light fell, Li Qingcang's muscles and bones crackled the instant it touched his skin.

The barrier to his realm shattered in response.

Peak Half-Step Transcendence.

And he was not the only one.

Elder Wang, Yun Ruoxi,