Eighth Order?

Sinking Iron Barrier, central region.

The Supervisor's Prefecture hovered at the heart of the tranquil starry sky, its metal surface reflecting the gentle starlight shining from afar, gleaming brilliantly.

At this moment, beneath the lofty plaque of the prefectural office, the hall doors were tightly shut.

"Good thing I was fast enough and didn't delay!"

Inside the Main Hall, the young man switched off the Communicator on his wrist and suddenly let out a breath of relief, a smile blooming at the corners of his lips.

"An Eighth-Order Rift has appeared in the Star Graveyard of the Sinking Iron Barrier. As the Barrier's Supervisor Guard, I naturally have to handle it with caution."

"Entering the rift to take a look and investigate the danger in advance is also a necessary part of the process."

"That's right, it's all perfectly reasonable!"

Li Qingshan nodded approvingly. Once he confirmed there was no issue with the procedure, his gaze swept toward the illusory Status Panel.

[Kill Notification: Martial Arts Space Experience +100 million, Available Time Increase: 100 million Years]

[Kill Notification: Martial Arts Space Experience +100 million, Available Time Increase: 100 million Years]

After many years, following those densely packed ten-point experience notifications, he had finally once again seen numbers measured in "hundreds of millions."

Moreover, there were over a thousand identical kill notifications!

"Twenty years of preparation, three years spent Casting Net, five years of bitter waiting—at last, I've had a proper harvest!"

Li Qingshan sighed in gratification. His eyes shone as he stared at the Martial Arts Space section.

[Function: Martial Arts Space Lv.6 (215 billion/1 trillion)]

[Function: Martial Arts Space Lv.6 (350 billion/1 trillion)]

Just one trip in and out of the rift had earned him a full 135 billion experience!

And this time,