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Chapter 797: The Source Wall!
A vast aura spread out, transcending countless universes in an instant.
In a fleeting moment unnoticed by billions of life forms, amidst the complex envy, jealousy, and resentment of numerous high-level deities, Tony spread his arms as if to embrace the entire multiverse.
To rival the infinitely vast multiverse with a living body—this was Level Eight, the Multiverse Tier.
At this moment, countless streams of information surged toward Tony, who devoured them all like a whale. The powers of Death and Life intertwined, ultimately forced to converge under Tony's will.
The Black Lantern and White Lantern were the two keys to a higher-level world. Once the gate was open, the keys themselves became unimportant.
A new deity, a god in the truest sense, was being born at this moment, striding toward the concept of infinity.
Throughout the entire multiverse, across countless worlds, innumerable dimensions, and endless timelines, Tony's figure was projected. A supremely conceptualized form now shrouded all of existence.
Countless gazes turned toward him. Many were eager to make a move, yet they remained extremely wary.
One had to admit, Tony had chosen the perfect time for his ascension to Level Eight. It was a time of both danger and opportunity.
At this critical juncture, Nekron's army of the dead was rampaging across the multiverse, forcing the ancient deities and the avatars of the singular gods to keep their distance, unwilling to get involved.
Meanwhile, Tony carried the auras of both Nekron and an unknown entity. He used this to smash open the gate and forcefully ascend, perfectly exploiting the cowardice and apprehension of those powerful beings.
The soaring aura, the exploding energy index, the ascension of his conceptual being, the leap in his power tier—as Tony stepped through the gate to the new world, it all seemed perfectly natural.
The black and white light illuminated his towering figure, his majestic face looking down upon the gradually shrinking multiverse.
The mysterious Emotional Spectrum swirling around him began to thin. Tony was swept away by this vast ocean, a wisp of his consciousness drifting further and further away. In the haze, a powerful barrier was easily pierced.
This was only the beginning. This wisp of Tony's willpower continued to drift erratically onward. He swept past countless terrifyingly large super-worlds, distantly perceiving one ancient existence after another exuding terrifying auras. He silently witnessed innumerable crisis-ridden shattered worlds, like fragments of divine realms that had collapsed after a brutal great war.
"Where are you trying to take me?"
Tony asked in a low voice.
But the ocean of the Emotional Spectrum continued to churn, and no one answered him.
Tony was swept up, hurtling through space in an unknown direction until he saw it—a terrifying wall seemingly composed of countless giant bodies connected head to toe!
Numerous super-beings, their bodies as vast as a universe, were bound by an unknown power. Most remained silent, their eyes shut tight; it was impossible to tell if they were dead or merely sleeping.
A small few, unwilling to accept this fate, still struggled madly, letting out furious roars. Terrifying waves of energy, powerful enough to leave Tony stunned, erupted from their mouths.
But almost instantly, just as these waves of energy left their bodies, they were brutally dragged back by the unknown power, then dissipated and absorbed.
"I have to get out of here!"
"I've had enough! I am a god, a great god! A god who strikes fear into the countless realms of the Sphere of the Gods!"
"Someone, save me..."
Those who tried to struggle remained motionless—or rather, they were completely unable to move. Only their eyeballs could barely turn, and they had to exhaust their vast divine power just to open their mouths. It was an utterly miserable sight.
Tony's arrival seemed to have attracted some attention.
"Heh, a newcomer has arrived!"
"Hahaha! Hey, rookie, come on over! The ultimate secrets are here for you to explore! Come on, if you've got the guts!!"
Someone noticed Tony's ridiculously weak consciousness and suddenly became incredibly excited. He was like a crazed lunatic who had been locked away in solitude and darkness for countless years, screaming and shouting as if it could bring some color to his monotonous existence.
These words seemed to awaken countless slumbering beings. Some deities from unknown eras, who appeared as if dead, felt their eyelids twitch. Expending what little divine power they had left, they struggled to open their eyes.
Within their numb pupils, a single casual glance contained enough information to cause the entire multiverse to collapse.
At the very least, even Tony's Level Seven main body would have a hard time withstanding that gaze.
The information contained within was so insane, so powerful, that it would make even a singular god's scalp tingle. It was impossible to know if this terrifying torrent of information was new knowledge the deity had gleaned from the wall, or if they possessed it before being stuck to it.
If it was the latter, then their power would be far too terrifying.
And yet, there were so, so many such beings on this wall.
"The Source Wall!"
This was the first time Tony had ever seen this legendary wall with his own eyes!
Legend had it that every great entity who had exhausted the limits of the Sphere of the Gods, finding no further path forward, would resolutely come to its edge in their quest to become stronger and explore deeper mysteries. They came to investigate this terrifying wall that sealed off the Sphere of the Gods.
But without exception, no matter how powerful you were, if you investigated the Source Wall, you would end up stuck to it, unable to move an inch—a fate more agonizing than death.
Everything they prided themselves on, whether it was their mighty power or their vast reserves of information, proved utterly fragile before this wall.
Tony was targeted by the gazes of countless old monsters from unknown eras. He shuddered violently, and his conscious form trembled.
"This wisp of my consciousness was actually brought here!"
Tony's expression changed drastically.
Right now, he had absolutely no interest in the Source Wall, because he knew very well that to be interested was to die!
The Source Wall had another name: The Tomb of the Singular Gods!
It was a forbidden zone! Anyone who touched it would suffer a fate worse than death!
Tony knew his place very well. Before reaching Level Nine, without a trump card up his sleeve, he absolutely could not touch the Source Wall. That was suicidal, a mistake you wouldn't even get a chance to regret.
You have to understand, the only one known to have been stuck on the Source Wall and actually escaped was Darkseid's father—Yuga Khan, known as the God of the Source.
"So weak..."
"A singular god this pathetic? I've never seen one in my entire life!"
"Speaking of which, are the gods of this era all trash? It wasn't enough to get an idiot like Yuga Khan, now we have another ridiculously weak thing..."
"Hey, Yuga Khan, you see that? You're trash, and the gods of your era are trash too! I think you should just give up. You really think a piece of trash like you can pry into the secrets of the Source Wall?"
Some of the beings on the Source Wall began to mock him directly.
In their eyes, Tony was simply too weak. Through this wisp of consciousness, they instantly understood the state of Tony's main body.
As for him being in the middle of his ascension... did that matter? A newborn piece of trash? Was there any difference?
Among those stuck on this wall, Level Eight was the bottom of the food chain. Even Level Nine beings were a common sight.
Tony strained to open his eyes, trying to find Yuga Khan's figure, but he couldn't.
It was no wonder. The Source Wall was simply too immense; it had no end above, below, left, or right. What was even more terrifying was that every inch of the wall was covered with unknown beings. Some had their eyes shut tight, others met his gaze with indifference, and still others were cursing loudly, amusing themselves at Tony's expense.
Who the hell knew where Yuga Khan was stuck.
(end of chapter)
A vast aura spread out, transcending countless universes in an instant.
In a fleeting moment unnoticed by billions of life forms, amidst the complex envy, jealousy, and resentment of numerous high-level deities, Tony spread his arms as if to embrace the entire multiverse.
To rival the infinitely vast multiverse with a living body—this was Level Eight, the Multiverse Tier.
At this moment, countless streams of information surged toward Tony, who devoured them all like a whale. The powers of Death and Life intertwined, ultimately forced to converge under Tony's will.
The Black Lantern and White Lantern were the two keys to a higher-level world. Once the gate was open, the keys themselves became unimportant.
A new deity, a god in the truest sense, was being born at this moment, striding toward the concept of infinity.
Throughout the entire multiverse, across countless worlds, innumerable dimensions, and endless timelines, Tony's figure was projected. A supremely conceptualized form now shrouded all of existence.
Countless gazes turned toward him. Many were eager to make a move, yet they remained extremely wary.
One had to admit, Tony had chosen the perfect time for his ascension to Level Eight. It was a time of both danger and opportunity.
At this critical juncture, Nekron's army of the dead was rampaging across the multiverse, forcing the ancient deities and the avatars of the singular gods to keep their distance, unwilling to get involved.
Meanwhile, Tony carried the auras of both Nekron and an unknown entity. He used this to smash open the gate and forcefully ascend, perfectly exploiting the cowardice and apprehension of those powerful beings.
The soaring aura, the exploding energy index, the ascension of his conceptual being, the leap in his power tier—as Tony stepped through the gate to the new world, it all seemed perfectly natural.
The black and white light illuminated his towering figure, his majestic face looking down upon the gradually shrinking multiverse.
The mysterious Emotional Spectrum swirling around him began to thin. Tony was swept away by this vast ocean, a wisp of his consciousness drifting further and further away. In the haze, a powerful barrier was easily pierced.
This was only the beginning. This wisp of Tony's willpower continued to drift erratically onward. He swept past countless terrifyingly large super-worlds, distantly perceiving one ancient existence after another exuding terrifying auras. He silently witnessed innumerable crisis-ridden shattered worlds, like fragments of divine realms that had collapsed after a brutal great war.
"Where are you trying to take me?"
Tony asked in a low voice.
But the ocean of the Emotional Spectrum continued to churn, and no one answered him.
Tony was swept up, hurtling through space in an unknown direction until he saw it—a terrifying wall seemingly composed of countless giant bodies connected head to toe!
Numerous super-beings, their bodies as vast as a universe, were bound by an unknown power. Most remained silent, their eyes shut tight; it was impossible to tell if they were dead or merely sleeping.
A small few, unwilling to accept this fate, still struggled madly, letting out furious roars. Terrifying waves of energy, powerful enough to leave Tony stunned, erupted from their mouths.
But almost instantly, just as these waves of energy left their bodies, they were brutally dragged back by the unknown power, then dissipated and absorbed.
"I have to get out of here!"
"I've had enough! I am a god, a great god! A god who strikes fear into the countless realms of the Sphere of the Gods!"
"Someone, save me..."
Those who tried to struggle remained motionless—or rather, they were completely unable to move. Only their eyeballs could barely turn, and they had to exhaust their vast divine power just to open their mouths. It was an utterly miserable sight.
Tony's arrival seemed to have attracted some attention.
"Heh, a newcomer has arrived!"
"Hahaha! Hey, rookie, come on over! The ultimate secrets are here for you to explore! Come on, if you've got the guts!!"
Someone noticed Tony's ridiculously weak consciousness and suddenly became incredibly excited. He was like a crazed lunatic who had been locked away in solitude and darkness for countless years, screaming and shouting as if it could bring some color to his monotonous existence.
These words seemed to awaken countless slumbering beings. Some deities from unknown eras, who appeared as if dead, felt their eyelids twitch. Expending what little divine power they had left, they struggled to open their eyes.
Within their numb pupils, a single casual glance contained enough information to cause the entire multiverse to collapse.
At the very least, even Tony's Level Seven main body would have a hard time withstanding that gaze.
The information contained within was so insane, so powerful, that it would make even a singular god's scalp tingle. It was impossible to know if this terrifying torrent of information was new knowledge the deity had gleaned from the wall, or if they possessed it before being stuck to it.
If it was the latter, then their power would be far too terrifying.
And yet, there were so, so many such beings on this wall.
"The Source Wall!"
This was the first time Tony had ever seen this legendary wall with his own eyes!
Legend had it that every great entity who had exhausted the limits of the Sphere of the Gods, finding no further path forward, would resolutely come to its edge in their quest to become stronger and explore deeper mysteries. They came to investigate this terrifying wall that sealed off the Sphere of the Gods.
But without exception, no matter how powerful you were, if you investigated the Source Wall, you would end up stuck to it, unable to move an inch—a fate more agonizing than death.
Everything they prided themselves on, whether it was their mighty power or their vast reserves of information, proved utterly fragile before this wall.
Tony was targeted by the gazes of countless old monsters from unknown eras. He shuddered violently, and his conscious form trembled.
"This wisp of my consciousness was actually brought here!"
Tony's expression changed drastically.
Right now, he had absolutely no interest in the Source Wall, because he knew very well that to be interested was to die!
The Source Wall had another name: The Tomb of the Singular Gods!
It was a forbidden zone! Anyone who touched it would suffer a fate worse than death!
Tony knew his place very well. Before reaching Level Nine, without a trump card up his sleeve, he absolutely could not touch the Source Wall. That was suicidal, a mistake you wouldn't even get a chance to regret.
You have to understand, the only one known to have been stuck on the Source Wall and actually escaped was Darkseid's father—Yuga Khan, known as the God of the Source.
"So weak..."
"A singular god this pathetic? I've never seen one in my entire life!"
"Speaking of which, are the gods of this era all trash? It wasn't enough to get an idiot like Yuga Khan, now we have another ridiculously weak thing..."
"Hey, Yuga Khan, you see that? You're trash, and the gods of your era are trash too! I think you should just give up. You really think a piece of trash like you can pry into the secrets of the Source Wall?"
Some of the beings on the Source Wall began to mock him directly.
In their eyes, Tony was simply too weak. Through this wisp of consciousness, they instantly understood the state of Tony's main body.
As for him being in the middle of his ascension... did that matter? A newborn piece of trash? Was there any difference?
Among those stuck on this wall, Level Eight was the bottom of the food chain. Even Level Nine beings were a common sight.
Tony strained to open his eyes, trying to find Yuga Khan's figure, but he couldn't.
It was no wonder. The Source Wall was simply too immense; it had no end above, below, left, or right. What was even more terrifying was that every inch of the wall was covered with unknown beings. Some had their eyes shut tight, others met his gaze with indifference, and still others were cursing loudly, amusing themselves at Tony's expense.
Who the hell knew where Yuga Khan was stuck.
(end of chapter)
