The world has been reborn.

Everything regained order and gradually prospered.

The gods were pleased with this, but that didn't mean it stopped. Because the creation itself means a great deal of seniority, a lot of seniority. And if there is merit and luck in the darkness, then it will also fall on the head of the Creator.

Is there a greater feats than saving the world? Is there anything grander than recreating the world?

No, not anymore. At least not at the level.

There may be a difference in size, but it is difficult to upgrade the level at a higher level. It is nothing more than the difference between saving one world to saving all worlds, and saving a single body to saving multiple worlds. But essentially, these feats are on the same floor.

And luck exists – not to mention the luck of the multiverse itself. At the very least, there is the luck of the 'World Tree' in this world. Trees will actively cut off the nutrient supply of rotting fruits, and even allow them to fall freely to ensure that they do not affect the survival of the body. However, once the rotten fruit returns to greenness, a batch of latest, abundant, and even excessive nutrients will be delivered to the fruit as soon as possible, allowing it to develop normally.

This is the physical manifestation of luck.

It is also the salvation and creator of the world, and is destined to enjoy the benefits.

Individuals who have not reached this level are unable to learn the secrets of this specification. And even worlds that don't follow the World Tree system must have a reward system with similar effects and principles.

It's not well known, but it can make a real difference. And the speed of its realization often has an efficiency beyond ordinary people's imagination.

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【Fusion rate...... Ninety-eight .97 percent. 】

Cheng Xiao stretched his body in the clouds, his body constantly mutating between human form and dragon form. After the world-standard clouds and rain, many of the unbreakable realm levels in my mind collapsed in an instant. A huge amount of knowledge is constantly pouring out of the depths of the sea of knowledge and is immediately verified, applied, and transformed into practical tactical techniques.

He learned how to create extreme celestial phenomena and make them support each other to form a system. He learned that the growth of one side should correspond to the decrease of the other.

It's all about balance.

Where there is a drought, there should be torrential rains.

Where there are rough waves, there should be a calm place.

And fusing this dragon ball in the body is actually a truth.

[Fusion rate, 99.15 percent.] 】

The dragon balls roamed within him, transforming his body. He unearths his humanity and dragon nature, and balances them. The way to balance it lies in one's own thoughts.

- I'm not a dragon.

He thought that he was indeed not a dragon. His origin is human, and his habits are human. He is a human-like social animal, and he respects morality as well as order.

— but I'm more than just human.

He confirmed this. He was indeed a dragon in his own heart. He learned the martial arts of the dragon and exchanged it for the dragon's bloodline. He draws on the aura of calamity and the power of faith that haunts him, and it was not long ago that he has completed the balance between calamity and faith.

He likes nature and the various macroscopic weather generated by the cycle of heaven and earth. He is close to the natural beasts that he is born with, and he doesn't like the kind of rough artificial modification that doesn't even deal with the subsequent pollution.

Both are him, the innate and the acquired. And now, the two form a balanced relationship in his cognition.

The horizon faded before him, and everything turned into pure white and black. They are disconnected from each other and distinct. And his own will is on the border of dividing the two.

White on one side and black on the other. On one side is the power of faith, and on the other side is the calamity. On one side are the people in the society, and on the other side are the dragons that are born and raised. And the dragon ball, which was almost completely integrated with him, appeared silently in front of him, holding it in the palm of his hand.

'Choose, become the one who controls the dragon's nature, or the dragon who dominates the human nature. This is the final level, and it's up to you to decide where you're going to end up standing. There was no such thing as a mouth, but such a message came from within the Dragon Ball. This is a decision that must be made, a path that must be decided.

So, which side to choose?

Cheng Xiao knew that no matter which side he chose, he would let the other side be abandoned. Knowing that no matter how you choose, you will make only a part of this Dragon Ball belong to you. I also know that if I don't make a choice, then it will be difficult to make progress.

So......

– It's all about balance.

He reached out and tossed the dragon balls to the side of humanity. The white humanity completely overwhelmed the black dragon nature in an instant. And the Dragon Ball was also shattered in the white light, leaving only a little black.

However, at the moment when white almost completely overwhelmed black, his own will completely shifted in the direction of black.

Modifying one's perception becomes easy at this moment. This is self-empathy, self-simulating oneself in another way. The basic ability of the third order of the gene lock was activated, and it was honed to perfection in an instant. And accompanied by the counterattack of the black dragon, in an instant, it almost encroached on the human nature that was still menacing at the previous moment.

Unlock the third order of the gene lock, achieved. Skip the clumsy initial adaptation stage, and step into the advanced realm of fine mastery in the blink of an eye.

He returned to white at the moment when black was about to defeat white. His way of thinking is constantly changing, maintaining a balance between the two. Until there is white in black and black in white.

And that's Tai Chi.

'Boom——! The real-life Dragon Balls shattered suddenly. It blended perfectly into Cheng Xiao's limbs, as if this treasure belonged to his body from the beginning. And his body that originally needed to be refined and improved also changed. With thunder and lightning, clouds and rain fell, a pair of gorgeous and majestic dragon horns extended to the back of the head, and a round orb also appeared in its mouth!

The thunderstorm is shaking, and the real dragon is present.

The tempering and increasing rate of the bloodline is unreasonable.

'Ang ————' the true dragon chanted, resounding in all directions. The heavens and the earth trembled and trembled, and countless newly born golden people based on the Heavenly Nights Lantern Spirit System also bowed and worshipped with joy. To the Lord of the Primordial Sea, who stretches his limbs, offer the purest power of faith and worship.

"Have you been promoted along with the Gene Lock Level...... Judging from this performance, it may have exceeded the AA level. ”

Zhan Lan stared at the Fuyao True Dragon surging happily in the ocean and clouds. She clearly judged Cheng Xiao's state and level. She knew that Cheng Xiao's progress was smooth and had made great progress. And next, it should be herself.

At her feet is the temple that the Golden People have shaped for her, and above her head is the amplified crown excavated from ancient ruins. These two treasures greatly increased her spiritual power at this moment, so that even though she was only at this stage, the total amount of her spiritual power and the accuracy of her operation were extremely close to the fourth level of the gene lock.

Fourth order.

From the information shared by Zhao Yingkong, it can be seen that the fourth order of the spiritual power has the extreme suppressive power of almost instant killing against opponents of the same level. The fourth-order Zhao Ruikong only needed a turning thought to kill the other fourth-order runaway empty planners. Even if this lethality is diluted due to bloodline-level variables, its strength is still not comparable to that of other classes.

- It's a pity...... I'm still far from the Fourth Order. I just barely touched the threshold of the third-order genetic lock. And even if I did take this step, the equipment on my body wouldn't be able to lift me to that level.

— but even so, I shouldn't stop there. I could feel my accumulation full. Now, now is the perfect time.

- It's time to take this step.

Zhan Lan exhaled softly. She took off the crown from her head and held it in her hand. And a huge sense of depression filled her body and mind at the moment when her movements ended.

She did one thing — and that was something she couldn't do under normal circumstances. She weaves a dream that can hold hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of the souls of the Dead River, and cleanses them of their past memories.

She couldn't do it herself, because it would have been like imagining a world that required huge resources and computing power. She achieved it with the help of various booster items and the Relic Crown. And now, she's unleashed the ability that wasn't entirely her own.

She was back where she was rightfully put, but the fantasy world was still in her heart. Every step she took outside the temple felt like she was stepping into the abyss. For the vast power of faith provided by the Golden People is gathering in the temple of the Lord of Dreams, supporting her body, which is constantly overwhelmed.

So, keep walking. Go outside. Go outside this temple, into the trials you should be in.

Soon, she was at her destination. Shadow's pace was unhurried, and the moment the sunlight above the sky fell on her, everything in front of her fell apart.

A city appeared in her eyes—the city she lived in reality, and she had imagined it and had the millions of souls of the dead river reincarnate in the city. Until all traces of the world of Arda have been washed away.

And the remnants of the washing are now left here—the bustling modern city that has been twisted and corrupted in an instant. Transformed into the ruins of the cold and hideous fortress of Isengard, countless fierce orcs in armor and blades poured out, huge stone giants rose from the dirt, and on top of the crumbling towers, fallen powerful wizards are raining down thunder!

The tide of destruction is coming, and once it is struck down here, then the present self will also die.

But......

"That's it?"

Zhan Lan stared at them, and the next moment, every orc, every stone giant, every fallen wizard and its minions, the depths of their chests and lungs, suddenly burst out with the sound of flapping wings!

She has the ability to participate in shaping a real world, so she naturally has the ability to carry a fantasy world. What she needs to face is not a trial, but a project goal, and she has achieved it now.