Breakthrough! World Lord!

Above the void, terrifying tribulation aura spread without end.

In the distant sky, dark clouds gathered into a heavy leaden hue, as though they would crush this world. Rolling thunder echoed deep within the clouds like the roar of enraged gods, heralding an unprecedented catastrophe.

Jiang Che sat cross-legged beneath the firmament, as though he had become the only being in this heaven and earth. Facing the impending Nine-Layered Lightning Tribulation, his expression remained indifferent, while his robes snapped in the wind.

At this moment.

Jiang Che's consciousness had completely sunk into the illusion realm constructed by the Sacrifice Heavenly Stele.

Here, Jiang Che's identity changed time and again. At times, it was as though he had personally lived through one reincarnation after another. At others, he seemed like an outsider, observing this world from an indifferent perspective.

One year.

Two years.

Ten years.

A hundred years.

A thousand years.

At the very beginning, Jiang Che still knew what he was doing. But as reincarnation followed reincarnation, his mind was gradually shrouded by immense memories. He forgot who he was, and he forgot what he was doing.

Like a lone wandering ghost, he drifted endlessly between heaven and earth.

Jiang Che had actually experienced something like this before. Back when he had yet to become a Saint, one of the sacrifices he needed had been the origin power of a Small World. During the refining process, he too had become lost within it.

Thus, he had accumulated considerable experience.

He even had more experience than Floating Spirit Immortal Lord.

However, that Small World had ultimately been far too small. It was only as vast as several prefectures in the Central Plains, while the terror he now faced had increased by geometric multiples.

Of course, though Jiang Che had sunk into