Published: March 2, 2025
Rebirth, division, fusion.
All of this was completed in just a few minutes.
Under the shroud of gray light, there was no way Wen Yu could interrupt the process.
As he looked at the gray-haired, gray-eyed Yukasas, who had significantly improved his physical attributes by nine times, Wen Yu fell into complete silence.
He recalled Yukasas's self-introduction just moments ago: “I am Yukasas, the Number One of the Boundless Sea World, the strongest sixth-level lifeform under the lord of the demon spirit!”
There were no exceptions…
An eleventh-level strongman demon spirit, Wen Yu knew he mastered the soul creation technique. With a long life and extended conquests, the demon spirit accumulated a vast amount of creation energy and high-quality materials, allowing Yukasas to stand out from a large number of corpses and soul creations; there was no doubt about Yukasas's strength!
Ironically, Wen Yu had been estimating his own power, thinking that aside from Tang Haofei, no other sixth-level lifeform could match him. Yet the Yukasas before him had undoubtedly given Wen Yu a lesson.
“Truly remarkable... I underestimated you...”
Wen Yu gritted his teeth and said coldly.
Yukasas, however, silently summoned his soul armament, and as the black light surged, the black heavy armor once again cloaked Yukasas's body, while a giant sword lingered in his hands, emitting a crisp humming sound.
He raised the giant sword, pointing the blade at Wen Yu, then lifted his right foot.
…
Every Number One in the world is a pride of that world.
Tang Haofei, as a reborn person and Child of Earth, was unrivaled in strength. Wen Yu believed he could fight Tang Haofei, but it would only be a fight; winning against him seemed improbable.
Wen Yu accepted the fact that Tang Haofei held the title of Number One—after all, they were both reborn individuals. In his previous life, Wen Yu lived for a year while Old Tang lived for ten. What Wen Yu had, Old Tang had too, but what Old Tang possessed, Wen Yu lacked most of it. Admitting defeat was simply a reality; being suppressed was just a truth. There was nothing to be jealous of.
That said, Wen Yu felt being a Number Two was quite good. At least when facing a major catastrophe, he wouldn’t have to take on the worst challenges.
Just like now, after Tang Haofei entered the treasure land, he hadn’t heard anything; he didn’t know if he was being mercilessly tormented by the treasure land guardian or what…
With two reborn individuals involved, Wen Yu always found the strength hierarchy on Earth strange—rebirth, in his understanding, should be a rare and unusual phenomenon.
Thus, according to Wen Yu’s logic, the strength of the two reborn individuals on Earth shouldn’t be compared to others. In other words, the strength of Walter should be representative of most Number Ones in other worlds.
Yet it wasn’t until Yukasas revealed his true power that Wen Yu suddenly realized—the so-called rebirth, in essence, was just a form of opportunity, no different from picking up an extraordinary skill after falling off a cliff!
The fact that he could get to this point from rebirth, in some sense, meant he had seized the opportunities of countless others. If not for him and Tang Haofei, there would still be soul masters, soul battlefields, soul creation techniques, and life-and-death battle resolutions!
The opportunities were there; it was merely that the reborn individuals seized them first.
And for a Number One who stood out among thousands, as the master of control chosen by both Earth and the sovereign, if there were no involvement from reborn individuals…
These opportunities should have belonged to them from the start!
Just like Yukasas standing before Wen Yu now…
…
The gray energy had dissipated, but that didn’t mean the grayish energy that left Wen Yu at a loss had vanished; it had merely become restrained to a certain extent.
Rearmed, Yukasas arched his body, the giant sword positioned at his waist, the blade pointed at Wen Yu, making a motion akin to an infantry charge in cold weapon warfare.