While hunting True Gods and artificial universes to earn merit, he sought a chance to achieve a breakthrough within ten thousand years.
At the same time, he waited for someone to connect with him and form an alliance for the breakthrough.
He pursued both paths at once, placing bets on either side.
There were quite a few people like this; a considerable number of powerful figures were doing the same.
For a time, the Dao Transmission Perfection experts grew restless, and everyone wanted to achieve the Infinite Mechanism sooner.
No one wanted to become a sacrifice in this great cataclysm.
That was what made calamity so terrifying. So long as there was even the slightest flaw in one's desires or thoughts, it would affect their minds and reason like maggots clinging to bone.
This scheme, both overt and covert, fell into a stalemate.
From time to time, there were always people who harbored hopes of luck and wanted to give it a try.
But every time, they were besieged and killed by the Dao transmitters on the merit mission leaderboard.
In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years had passed. The fluctuations of the Supreme Cataclysm grew ever more violent, and its influence on people's hearts increased by the day.
This was another terrifying aspect of the Supreme Cataclysm: the countless accumulated calamities would grow explosively across dimensions, until no order could restrain the greed of all living beings.
Over those ten thousand years, more than a dozen Dao Transmission Perfection experts had attempted to break through. Without exception, they all died.
The scenes of every failed breakthrough were broadcast on the merit mission leaderboard.
This crooked trend was swiftly suppressed.
Those harboring rebellion in their hearts had no choice but to obey the order under this brutal repression.