NOVEL NEXT Chapter404-Myriad Worlds Mastery
After claiming all the rewards from the quest, Daniel wasted no time.
He opened his storage space and withdrew an immense number of Exp Drops.
"Experience extraction!" he commanded.
At once, the crystalline drops dissolved into radiant light, streams of pure energy converging onto Daniel's body.
And it was not only Daniel who acted. Across the continent, humanity's most powerful awakeners followed suit, tapping into their reserves and channeling experience into themselves.
For Daniel, raising his level was no longer a challenge. To him, reaching the cap of level 300 was something inevitable, a process of seconds rather than days. Even casual battles against powerful monsters yielded mountains of Exp Drops.
To put it plainly: Daniel had so many Exp Drops in his possession that he couldn't possibly exhaust them all. In fact, he had stored a surplus in the public human warehouses, a vast communal reserve to support others.
As the light of experience poured into him, his power surged upward. In only a handful of breaths—mere seconds—Daniel once again hit the maximum level.
Level 300.
It was a threshold, a line in the sand. With it achieved, Daniel finally met the minimum requirement to attempt his ascension into the demigod rank.
The next step, he knew, would be to prepare his Advancement Ritual. Only upon completing it would he truly step into demigodhood.
As he pondered this, he opened his status panel to examine his newest treasure: the God Rank Skill he had just obtained as a reward.
[Myriad Worlds Mastery]
Effect 1: You gain the ability to claim and store multiple planes, gathering them into your domain. Note: the stored plane includes only the portion under your control, not the entirety at once.Effect 2: Upon entering a plane, you gradually seize control of it. The time required depends on your power and level.Effect 3: You may forcibly bind a target, ensuring they remain permanently within the same plane as you.
Daniel stared at the description in shock, his expression frozen.
Though he had already accumulated a considerable collection of God Rank Skills, nothing compared to this. A skill that granted influence over entire planes of existence? The sheer scale of it far exceeded his imagination.
"This… this is on the level of the gods themselves," he muttered.
For a long moment he hesitated. Then, curiosity winning out, he decided to test it.
Raising his palm, Daniel gave the gentlest of gestures.
The world shuddered.
In the next instant, the entire Land of Origin vanished, drawn wholesale into Daniel's spiritual domain.
The vast continent disappeared, leaving behind only the endless expanse of the Storm Sea. Waters rushed in, filling the void where land had been.
Daniel blinked in disbelief. He had thought it would take time, effort, perhaps resistance. Instead, the skill had activated instantly. With a mere wave of his hand, the immense Land of Origin had been pulled into his mindscape.
"Myriad Worlds Mastery… what a terrifying ability," Daniel whispered.
Within himself, he could feel the Land of Origin's presence, lodged firmly inside his spiritual space. He could sense, too, the way his very existence began to erode it.
At this pace, he estimated, it would take only tens of thousands of years before he completely seized every authority tied to the Land of Origin.
And this was while he remained only at demigod rank's threshold.
What would happen once he truly ascended? If he reached Fake God rank? Or even climbed to Demigod rank proper? The erosion would accelerate. Perhaps within mere centuries, he could claim total dominion over the Land of Origin itself.
This wasn't governance or conquest—it was deeper. It was control of the world's fundamental permissions.
And it wouldn't stop there. With Myriad Worlds Mastery, he could claim any plane he set foot on. All it would take was lingering there for a few days, and the plane's highest authority would fall into his grasp.
The thought made his heart race with excitement.
Spurred by that vision, Daniel shifted instantly. His body vanished from the Land of Origin and reappeared in Hell.
Once, this had been the domain of the demon clan. But long ago, the Angel of Gold and Silver race had waged war and devastated it. Now Hell was a broken, fractured plane, its native demons scattered to the winds.
The moment Daniel arrived, a prompt appeared before his eyes:
[This area is unclaimed territory. Would you like to convert it into human domain?]
Previously, Daniel could not have answered yes—he had not yet been the recognized sovereign of humanity. But now he was. And so, without hesitation, he accepted.
White light flashed, spreading across Hell, altering the plane itself.
Daniel felt the change immediately. The plane bent beneath his authority. Its ownership shifted, irrevocably, to humanity.
Without delay, he invoked Myriad Worlds Mastery again. Hell collapsed into his spirit, vanishing from reality. The space it had once occupied was swallowed by Storm Sea waters, just as the Land of Origin had been.
Now, within Daniel's spiritual domain, two planes resided side by side: the vast Land of Origin and the shattered Hell.
Though broken, Hell remained intact as a distinct realm. He could sense the thin threads connecting it to the Land of Origin. If he wished, he could restructure them—dividing the worlds into countless smaller planes, or merging them into a singular, unified whole.
Even with only two planes under his command, Daniel felt it: the weight of divine authority. This was no longer simply the power of an emperor or conqueror. This was the prerogative of gods.
After brief thought, Daniel chose to merge them. The Land of Origin and Hell fused seamlessly, a larger, more complex world unfolding within his spirit.
But he did not stop there.
Daniel traveled next to the Shadow Forest, then the Storm Hills, and other abandoned planes. Each was unclaimed, ravaged by the Angel of Gold and Silver race during their long crusades. And one by one, Daniel claimed them all, folding them into humanity's dominion before drawing them into his spirit.
Soon, his spiritual world brimmed with planes. He arranged them carefully, attaching each to the Land of Origin, expanding its borders. The once-familiar continent grew broader and stranger, its geography reshaped by these additions.
Beyond its edges stretched endless void, a frontier of nothingness awaiting his future expansion.
On the ground, the people of the Land of Origin had no inkling of what had transpired.
They merely felt that their surroundings seemed to expand overnight. New and unfamiliar lands stretched outward, vast plains, shadowed forests, and ruined hills.
Confusion rippled at first. But they remembered Daniel's command: do not fear the changes.
And their faith in him was absolute. His word was law, his will infallible. If Daniel said it was safe, then it was safe.
So instead of worrying over the shifting landscape, humanity turned its focus to the more immediate and tangible task—the reclamation and reconstruction of the Flesh Continent.
This vast and now purified land would serve as the foundation of their new homeland, a place to build cities, fortresses, and dreams for generations to come.