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Chapter 702: World

"However, there's also an advantage: we can acquire more coordinates for spatial layers where civilizations exist."

Not all transmigrators originate from Earth's spatial layer; in fact, the vast majority do not. The disturbances caused by establishing cross-planar passages create an extremely faint resonance with the civilization-bearing spatial layers originally hidden in the unknown. During this resonance, transmigration occurs. Actively searching for these spatial layers would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack. It's like searching for a tiny bug hidden in a blanket; you might search for a long time and still not find it, but if you shake the blanket vigorously a few times, it might just fly out.

Bai Mo merely left a casual mark on Huo Dao Ran. He already possessed a considerable number of coordinates leading to other civilized worlds, but almost all of them had been entrusted to the Holy Progenitors within the Land of White for exploration. Unlike ordinary transmigrators who relied purely on luck, the Holy Progenitors, supported by powerful backing, encountered almost no danger when transmigrating to other spatial layers. Unless they encountered an environment with Celestial Immortal-level beings and omnipresent surveillance (like Earth), it was difficult for anything to go wrong.

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"What a waste! Possessing such immense power, yet being tricked into reincarnation like a fool." Inside the Main God Temple, a man sat upon a throne, looking down on all Reincarnators with an air of frustration, lamenting with a tone of "hating iron for not becoming steel." Before him was a unique projection of everything that had transpired within the Sun. If an ordinary person were to glimpse it, their eyes would likely go blind. For the interior of the Sun was simply too bright; observation relying solely on light was impossible. The images were intermingled with a vast amount of non-optical information. It was precisely his covert machinations that enabled the slow-reacting Solar Star Spirits to mobilize completely, forming a vast army to meet the challenge. Alas, in battles of high-end supernatural power, the army composed of low and mid-tier Star Spirits was entirely out of its depth. Not only did they fail to provide any effective offense, but they also created a host of problems, ultimately serving as mere cannon fodder.

Surrounding the throne were hundreds, even thousands, of other crystal screens, almost every one displaying the status of different Reincarnators. All teams hastily preparing for battle were within his surveillance.

"Why is the final mission so incredibly difficult..." After casually waving his hand to erase the Sun's image, the man furrowed his brow once more. Ever since he received this final message from the Main God Temple, he couldn't recall how many times he had furrowed his brow or rubbed his nose. His name was Wu Ming. He was originally one of the countless transmigrators. But unlike his unfortunate peers, Wu Ming had fortunately stumbled upon a damaged Main God. Through nearly a century of effort, he had repaired the originally dilapidated Main God to its current state. He was just a hair's breadth away from fully merging with the Main God, ascending to an Immortal in a single step. However, just before the restoration was about to reach completion, he strangely received a message from the Main God's core—"Kill him (Bai Mo), and only then will you obtain the Main God Temple's supreme authority."

Wu Ming was startled by the Main God's "feigned death." In the century since he found the damaged Main God, he had never once seen the Main God provide him with any information. He had always believed the Main God had long since "cooled off," and that he had merely found a broken relic. He never imagined that It wasn't completely dead.

Honestly, if he had a choice, Wu Ming would absolutely not accept this mission. The Main God Temple's detection instruments clearly indicated the target's terror with various figures. That was a mighty being capable of clashing with the Main God in its complete state, casually grasping stars and seizing the moon! The Reincarnator forces he had amassed over the years could certainly crush any civilization still confined to their own space, but trying to deal with a being of that "Immortal" caliber was simply a joke. However, not accepting was also not an option. Everything Wu Ming possessed was deeply bound to the Main God Temple; giving up would be tantamount to losing all his power and becoming a useless person. And he understood that without obtaining the Main God Temple's supreme authority, he would be stuck at the peak of Six Tiers (six-star) like other Reincarnators, unable to advance further. There was no shortage of geniuses among the Reincarnators; each had cultivated to the peak of Six Tiers (six-star). They, too, had sensed the Main God's suppression, but had simply bided their time, holding back. They were like ticking time bombs, capable of exploding at any moment given the right opportunity. Because he lacked the Main God Temple's supreme authority, Wu Ming couldn't even directly erase Six Tiers Reincarnators with dissenting thoughts. He could only throw them into the most dangerous worlds, gambling that they would perish there. Just like the Heaven Team and Hell Team he deployed on Water Blue Star, there was an element of Wu Ming, the proxy Main God, intentionally sending them as cannon fodder to scout the way.

"It's finally here. " Xu Xuan Ling, who had long been standing by in full battle readiness, at last detected the Main God's presence. Had Bai Mo not warned her, she never would have imagined that this journey would encounter a Celestial-level entity from another world. "Unfortunately, I'm no match. " The very next second, she made this assessment. Xu Xuan Ling, being truly a one-level Celestial Immortal who hadn't cultivated any other paths, was an absolute crusher against mundane forces, but among Celestial-level beings, she was at the bottom tier.

The Main God descends! The void trembles! The empty expanse of space now strangely gave the impression of vibrating wildly. It was a white orb of light, yet its radiance wasn't dazzling. "Don't look!" Xu Xuan Ling immediately knocked out everyone she had brought. Some of them, in just half a second of directly looking at the Main God's light orb, had already lost several fingers. The Main God's radiance was not scorching, nor did it appear harmful, yet in reality, it was more terrifying than the gamma rays of nuclear radiation, capable of completely annihilating the flesh of anyone who gazed upon it within a minute. "Quite similar to me, actually. I wonder if it can communicate." Bai Mo looked at the large orb of light, inexplicably reminded that he, too, often preferred to maintain that state. "Immediately move the Grand Myriad Flagships away!" Unlike the leisurely Bai Mo, Xu Xuan Ling, as the Federation's highest-ranking individual on this expedition, became frantic the moment the Main God appeared. Each Grand Myriad Flagship brought on this trip cost an astronomical sum; even losing one would be an immense blow. Not to mention the millions of crew members aboard; they were here to evacuate hundreds of millions of Water Blue Star inhabitants. If they were to be annihilated by a passing Main God like this, it would be a colossal loss.

"World!" The word inexplicably echoed in everyone's ears. A cascade of golden-yellow light streamed forth from the Main God's surface. Yet, the stream of light's target was neither Bai Mo nor Xu Xuan Ling. It wasn't even the Grand Myriad Flagships desperately trying to retreat..