An unnamed town on Douluo Star's northwestern border.
In the short span of a single incense stick burning, the bright midday sky turned red, and a world filled with lava could faintly be seen beyond it.
The townspeople looked up one after another at the strange sight. The sky seemed to be slowly pressing down on them.
Some stumbled backward until they struck the courtyard walls behind them. Others stood rooted to the spot with their heads tilted back, their mouths open but unable to make a sound.
A young man pointed at the sky and shouted something, but his voice was drowned out by the rising clamor around him.
Some ran toward their homes, others toward the town entrance, while still others crouched by the roadside and clutched their heads.
"Everyone, stay where you are! Don't run around. You're not in danger." A unit of Illagers swiftly organized itself to gather the townspeople and stop the panic from spreading.
"This is a phenomenon caused by the world's advancement. Don't be afraid. Once the world advances, all of us will have a higher floor and ceiling.
"The chance of possessing innate soul power is projected to rise to fifty percent, and level 100 apotheosis will no longer be just a legend."
Scenes like this unfolded all over the world. After merging with the Nether dimension, Douluo Star would be able to advance to level 3. Li Chen did not know what the world's advancement would look like either, but he had still stationed personnel in advance.
Meanwhile, deep in the ocean, in the Demonic Whale Sea.
The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King lay at the bottom of a trench. His cultivation had long since reached the limit of 990,000 years, and ninety-nine percent of his body had already transformed