Cultivation Simulator: Battle Royale of Transmigrators? I'll Forge My Own Immortal Throne
Chapter 121

[["In the next instant, I'll kill you."], simulation ended]

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[You looked at them. This being, who had once treated you as a Chess Piece and looked down on you like an ant, had now chosen to stake everything on one desperate gamble, just as you had!]

["So this is your trump card?"]

[You murmured inwardly.]

[Once, they had been a star so far beyond your reach that you could not even look up to it.]

[But now, you stood at the same starting line, locked in a struggle to the death for the final victory!]

[You stepped forward. No more words were needed.]

[In an instant, the entire [Myriad Worlds] trembled beneath the terrifying collision.]

[The World Sea surged backward, spacetime collapsed, and more than half the worlds silently dissolved into nothingness.]

[Yet you and the [Mysterious Dao Master] tacitly confined your battlefield to the space outside the [Supreme True Realm], leaving that last Pure Land untouched.]

[The time it took an [Incense Stick] to burn passed as swiftly as a white colt flashing past a crack to mortals, but in a clash at your level, it felt as long as an entire era.]

[At last, after countless rounds of earth-shattering collisions, the [Mysterious Dao Master] abruptly halted their assault.]

["You lost."]

[Their tone was calm and certain. The Great Dao’s Voice became a torrent of Laws, resounding throughout the shattered Myriad Worlds.]

["I don't know why, but the moment I attained [Half-Immortal], I saw through your true state..."]

["You also have only an [Incense Stick]'s worth of time!"]

["And before this, you had already used up an instant, hadn't you?"]

[They were right. This cruel truth had been mercilessly laid bare.]

[An [Incense Stick]'s worth of time could never be enough for two [Half-Immortals] to truly settle a battle of Life and Death.]

[But your "countdown" was not

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