Chapter 198: Became a megaversal level being
The instant the system completed the transfer, Alex realized that everything he had previously considered pain had been nothing more than a pale imitation of the real thing.
The suffering did not originate from his body. His nerves were not burning, and his muscles were not tearing apart. Instead, the agony manifested at a far deeper level. It erupted directly from the foundation of his existence. The immense feedback energy left behind by Vorkoth poured into him without restraint, carrying with it an unimaginable amount of power, information, and conceptual authority.
It felt as though an entire higher reality had been compressed into a single moment and forced into his soul.
Alex’s body became completely still.
The endless ocean beneath him lost all motion. Towering waves froze in place as though they had been sculpted from crystal. The wind vanished without warning, and the surrounding atmosphere fell into absolute silence. Even the flow of space seemed to hesitate, unable to accommodate the sudden increase in the density of his existence.
The transformation taking place within him was far beyond a simple breakthrough.
He was being elevated to the absolute peak of the Megaversal Realm.
Within the hierarchy of existence, the world he currently inhabited was merely a multiversal structure. Countless dimensions, timelines, and parallel realities existed within its framework. Entire civilizations considered such a structure immeasurable and eternal.
Yet the power now flooding through Alex belonged to a realm that stood incomprehensibly higher.
Compared to a true Megaversal existence, entire multiverses were little more than insignificant particles drifting through an endless sea.
Deep within the core of his soul, his inner cosmos began to undergo a violent metamorphosis.
The solitary galaxy that had once formed the foundation of his internal world trembled under immense pressure. Vast fractures spread across its structure. Stars shattered. Nebulae collapsed. Rivers of cosmic energy were torn apart.
However, the process was not destruction.
It was creation.
The boundaries of his inner world expanded with explosive force. Distances that should have required eternity to traverse stretched outward in every direction. New regions of space emerged continuously, each one larger than the last. Entire celestial formations were born from nothingness, filling the expanding void with dazzling brilliance.
At the same time, the system’s notifications echoed endlessly throughout his consciousness.
[Ding! One Royal Galaxy has been formed.]
[Ding! Two Royal Galaxies have been formed.]
[Ding! Three Royal Galaxies have been formed.]
The announcements continued without pause.
Each Royal Galaxy possessed an incomprehensible level of mass and spiritual density. A single one contained enough energy to rival one hundred million ordinary galaxies. Yet they continued to emerge one after another, multiplying at a rate that defied reason.
Ten became twenty.
Twenty became fifty.
Fifty became hundreds.
Hundreds became thousands.
The newly formed galaxies illuminated the darkness of his inner cosmos like celestial crowns scattered across an infinite sky.
An overwhelming torrent of information accompanied the transformation.
Countless laws, concepts, and cosmic principles surged through Alex’s mind. Information regarding dimensional structures, higher realities, and the fundamental architecture of existence poured into his consciousness in endless waves.
A weaker cultivator would have been driven insane instantly.
Alex clenched his teeth.
The space around him trembled as his voice emerged.
"System. Disable the notifications."
The response came immediately.
The endless stream of announcements vanished.
Silence returned.
Unfortunately, the transformation itself did not slow down.
If anything, it accelerated.
Alex closed his eyes and focused entirely on guiding the evolution of his inner world.
His perception extended inward.
He could clearly see the path ahead.
The countless Royal Galaxies spreading throughout his internal cosmos would eventually merge together and form a complete Inner Universe. That universe would continue expanding until it reached its natural limit. Once that limit was broken, the structure would divide into countless interconnected realities, giving birth to an Inner Multiverse.
The process would not stop there.
Those multiversal structures would eventually unite and evolve into something even greater.
A complete Inner Megaverse.
The construction of such a realm would require time to stabilize.
The raw power generated by the transformation, however, already belonged to him.
Minutes passed.
Eventually, the pressure subsided.
The unbearable agony that had accompanied the ascension gradually faded away, leaving behind a profound sense of calm.
Alex slowly opened his eyes.
The world appeared different.
No.
It was not the world that had changed.
It was him.
Within his gaze existed a depth that could not have belonged to any mortal creature. Endless galaxies seemed to flicker within his pupils before vanishing into an immeasurable darkness.
For a moment, he simply stood there in silence.
Then he lowered his gaze toward his hands.
They appeared perfectly normal.
Yet he could sense the terrifying truth hidden beneath that ordinary appearance.
His existence had become so immense that it could no longer be measured through conventional means.
If he allowed the full weight of his being to manifest within the physical universe, the consequences would be catastrophic.
The gravitational influence of his presence alone would be sufficient to destabilize entire stellar systems.
Planets would collapse.
Stars would distort.
Space itself would begin to bend under the burden.
Fortunately, he possessed enough control to suppress the vast majority of that pressure.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"Now," Alex murmured softly, "let us find that fragment."
The moment the words left his mouth, his divine sense expanded.
What emerged was not a simple spiritual scan.
It was a perception vast enough to encompass an entire world-system.
His consciousness spread outward in every direction.
Countless planets appeared within his awareness.
Stars, dimensions, hidden realms, and parallel timelines were revealed with perfect clarity. The intricate structure of the local multiverse unfolded before him like an open book.
Nothing could remain hidden from his gaze.
Millions upon millions of locations flashed through his mind in an instant.
Then he felt it.
A disturbance.
The sensation was subtle, yet impossible to ignore.
His expanding consciousness collided with something concealed deep within the fabric of reality.
The impact was not physical.
It was conceptual.
Alex immediately halted the expansion of his perception.
His attention focused entirely upon that singular anomaly.
Hidden within an isolated corner of the multiverse was a dimensional fracture concealed beneath countless layers of ancient barriers.
The concealment methods were extraordinary.
For any ordinary expert, discovery would have been impossible.
For Alex, however, the barriers were transparent.
His gaze pierced through them effortlessly.
Beyond the fracture existed a secluded pocket dimension.
Ancient energy filled the isolated space.
Massive mountains floated within a crimson sky. Rivers of spiritual essence flowed through the landscape. The entire region radiated an aura of age and power.
At the center of that hidden world rested an enormous creature.
Alex narrowed his eyes.
A colossal dragon slowly shifted within the darkness.
Its body stretched across vast distances, and every movement released enough pressure to distort the surrounding space. Ancient authority radiated from its scales. Endless bloodlust lingered within its aura.
This was no ordinary dragon.
It was the Dragon Monarch.
Within the standards of the current world, the creature stood among the absolute apex of existence.
Alex analyzed its strength instantly.
Top-tier Multiversal Realm.
To the strongest experts of this universe, such a being would have been a nightmare beyond imagination. Entire realities could be consumed by its wrath. Civilizations would vanish beneath its shadow.
Yet Alex felt no concern whatsoever.
The difference between them had become too vast.
To a cultivator standing at the peak of the Megaversal Realm, a Multiversal Dragon Monarch was hardly worthy of attention.
The comparison was almost absurd.
A faint smile appeared on Alex’s face.
The treasure fragment was almost certainly hidden within that secluded dimension.
Either the Dragon Monarch was guarding it.
Or it possessed it.
Either way, the outcome remained the same.
Alex gazed toward the distant coordinates of the hidden fracture while considering his options.
He could enter personally and resolve the matter within moments.
Alternatively, he could allow someone else to handle it.
His thoughts drifted toward the eight disciples he had left behind at the ruined plaza.
Each of them was currently adapting to their newly awakened power.
The smile on Alex’s face widened slightly.
"Perhaps," he said quietly, "it is time to give my students a proper training exercise."
Alex disappeared from above the ocean without causing the slightest disturbance.
At his current level, even movement had become something dangerous. The difference between his existence and the world around him was simply too vast. If he personally entered battle and accidentally allowed even a tiny fraction of his aura to leak into the surroundings, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Entire dimensions could collapse.
The laws governing reality could shatter.
In the worst case, the multiversal structure supporting the world itself might fail under the pressure of his presence.
For that reason, Alex had no intention of taking action personally unless absolutely necessary.
He needed to be careful.
Very careful.
The surrounding space folded around him, and he instantly crossed countless layers of reality before arriving at the capital of the empire.
At the very center of the imperial territory stood a vast palace complex.
The palace had been granted to the Unbound shortly after their rise to prominence. Covering an enormous area, the structure was built from precious spiritual materials capable of withstanding the pressure emitted by powerful cultivators. Golden formations shimmered across its walls while countless arrays operated silently beneath the ground.
The palace had become the official headquarters of the Unbound.
The moment Alex appeared outside the main courtyard, eight powerful presences reacted simultaneously.
Inside the palace, Ren and the other seven disciples abruptly opened their eyes.
Their senses instantly locked onto the familiar aura.
Without hesitation, all eight figures left their respective cultivation chambers and rushed outside.
Within moments, they appeared before Alex.
"Teacher."
The eight disciples bowed respectfully.
Alex glanced at them.
Compared to their previous selves, their growth was astonishing.
