My Infinite Cultivation System-Chapter 61: Prime Sanctuary

25 days later.

Alex gave a heart-wrenching scream in his room.

"Ah!"

And fell unconscious.

Five hours later.

He stood up. There was a smile on his face this time.

"Finally, I have succeeded." He heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked at his panel and found a new section.

[Basic Gene Strength: 4x]

He didn’t get a five-times boost like he had thought. But it was still very good for the first cycle of refinement.

[Cultivation Level: 45] 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

[Energy Saturation: 100%]

[Strength: 850 Megaton]

[Speed: Mach 80]

[Defense: 3.4 Gigaton]

[Spirit: 150 Megaton]

[Combat Prowess: Level 1 Martial Monarch]

"Breakthrough."

Alex was still in the realm of Martial King, but his combat power had entered the Martial Monarch realm.

"Breakthrough."

He muttered softly.

Boom!

His body began going through another evolution. It was a major evolution that would give him a ten-times boost.

Alex this time watched the entire cellular evolution. Each cells evolved, no transformed. They burned with golden light, died, and rebirthed stronger. He observed the patterns, the rhythms, the song of evolution. This knowledge would prove invaluable for the second, third, or fourth cycle.

Immense energy gushed into his body. After a while, the breakthrough process finished.

Alex clenched his fist, and instantly the air cracked around him.

He exhaled the foul air, black, thick, smelling of every impurity his body had ever accumulated.

[Cultivation Level: 46]

[Strength: 8.5 Gigaton]

[Speed: Mach 100]

[Defense: 34 Gigaton]

[Spirit: 500 Megaton]

[Combat Prowess: Level 6 Martial Monarch]

[Remaining time for breakthrough to level 55: 2 years]

Alex would need two years to break through from level 46 to 55, which was the realm of the Martial Saint.

He had already created all the Martial Monarch cores needed for those two years of cultivation.

But waiting two years?

He looked at his window. Beyond the safe zone, beyond the barriers, beyond everything humanity had built, the wilderness called to him. Monsters to hunt. Territories to explore. Power to claim.

"It is time, I guess," he thought.

Alex wanted to go out hunting. He wanted to roam the earth. The dangers were immense.

But that was not a problem for him now. He had Dragon Transformation. Even if he was found by other races, he could just pretend he was from the Dragon Race. The perfect disguise.

"Where should I go?"

After thinking for a while, he created five nano drones and teleported them out to where he had last ventured in the wilderness.

He would have to be careful. Other races watched the boundaries like hawks, waiting for humans stupid enough to venture out alone.

After teleporting the drones, he started watching in VR mode through their cameras.

Four hours later.

The drones found a location, a dead zone between territories, scarred by old battles, currently empty of life.

"I hope everything goes perfectly," he thought. He wouldn’t tell anyone what he was about to do. This was his secret. Because others won’t give him permission to go out alone.

He used space manipulation and vanished from his place.

He was about to manifest to the place his drones discovered.

Then something wrong happened.

A space disturbance appeared where he was trying to emerge. But that was impossible. He had Space Sovereign talent. Space obeyed him. It didn’t just... crack without his permission.

"Wha..."

Before he could finish, the crack swallowed him.

Not teleportation. Not transportation. Consumption. Like a whale inhaling a single drop of water.

Alex screamed, but no sound existed. He reached for his cultivation, but something vast pressed against his soul, making him feel like an ant under a god’s microscope.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a white room.

Except it wasn’t a room. It had no walls. No floor. No ceiling. Just an endless expanse of nothing that somehow felt solid beneath his feet.

"What is going on? Where am I?" Alex muttered.

"Hello, little one."

Alex spun around.

A creature no larger than his palm hovered inches from his face. She looked like a pixie carved from moonlight and starlight, except her eyes held depths that made his soul tremble. Looking into them felt like falling into an ocean with no bottom.

"Welcome to the Prime Sanctuary, Human. I am Fiona."

Alex stepped back,his heart was pounding. "What Prime Sanctuary? Where am I?"

"So you have appeared here before the trial of your planet has ended." Fiona tilted her head, studying him with open curiosity. "How interesting."

"Lady, I have no idea what you’re talking about."

Fiona giggled, a sound like tiny bells that somehow made the white space feel less empty. "Then let me give you a little information."

"Please do." Alex nodded, forcing calm into his voice. Panic wouldn’t help. It never had.

"The Prime Sanctuary exists outside your understanding, human." Fiona drifted closer. "Tell me. What lies beyond your universe?"

Alex frowned. "Nothing. The universe is everything. It contains all existence."

"Wrong." She giggled again, but her eyes weren’t laughing. "Your universe is a single grain of sand on an infinite beach. Above it flows the Multiverse, a collection of universes like yours, breathing and expanding and dying together. Above that lies the Megaverse, where multiverses gather like schools of fish. Then the Hyperverse, where megaverses spiral into something greater."

She paused, letting the words sink in.

Alex’s mind struggled to comprehend. His entire perception was reduced to a grain of sand?

"Beyond Hyperverse lies the Outerverse," Fiona continued softly. "And beyond that, the Omniverse, where every possible existence, every timeline, every dimension, every concept of reality converges. Do you understand so far?"

Alex nodded weakly. His legs felt unstable.

"Good. Because we’re not done." Fiona’s voice dropped. "Above the Omniverse exist the Meta Existences. Places so vast that your entire universal history would pass in the time it takes light to cross a single atom of them. And above even that..."

She spread her tiny hands.

"Absolute Realities."

The words hung in the white space like physical objects.

Alex’s mind shattered and rebuilt itself three times in a single heartbeat.

Universe. Multiverse. Megaverse. Hyperverse. Outerverse. Omniverse. Meta Existence. Absolute Reality.

The words lost meaning. He had become a martial monarch and now he learned he was less than an ant. Less than a microbe. Less than nothing.

His hands trembled.

No.

He clenched his fists until his nails drew blood.

He looked up at Fiona, and something in his expression made the ancient pixie pause.

"The Prime Sanctuary," Alex said steadily, "is one of these Absolute Realities?"

Fiona blinked. Then smiled, a real smile, not the practiced expression from before.

"Sharp. Yes. It is one of the highest class absolute realities where every creation in existence is present at some point. Every race. Every timeline. Every version of everything that ever was or will be."

"Then why am I here?" Alex asked. "I’m just a human from a dying planet. We haven’t even passed our trial yet."

"Your potential." Fiona’s expression shifted, just slightly, a flicker of something Alex couldn’t read. "Your potential value is at the absolute reality scale. I don’t know how a creature from the lowest class universe has a potential value like this. But you do. And the Prime Sanctuary noticed."

Alex absorbed the information.

"What happens now?"

"You will be granted two options," Fiona said.

"First, you may teleport directly to the human territory assigned to your universe within the Prime Sanctuary. You will begin your cultivation and battles there, under an established structure, alongside your own race."

She paused briefly before continuing.

"Second, you may choose relocation to an entirely new sector. That location has not been entered by any race from any known scale of existence. You would begin alone, without existing alliances or protection."

Her expression remained unchanged.

"The first path offers stability and gradual development. The second offers independence and greater potential resource density, accompanied by proportionate risk."

His throat felt dry.

"Do I truly have to enter the Prime Sanctuary?" he asked, his voice strained despite his effort to steady it. "Is there no alternative? I am only a Martial Monarch."

"Yes. Entry is inevitable," Fiona replied without emotion. "You may delay it, but if your race survives the current trial, it will be required to join the Prime Sanctuary. Access to cosmic energy and higher resources is restricted to those who prove their worth there. Without that recognition, your cultivation path will stagnate."

Alex drew a slow breath, forcing his pulse to calm.

"Then tell me this," he said, his gaze sharpening. "Was it you who caused the catastrophe on our planet?"

"No," Fiona answered calmly. "That was the will of your universe’s consciousness. Although a universe is the lowest structural tier, it remains a critical foundation for higher realms. Each universe competes. It sends its most promising races to the Prime Sanctuary. The stronger the race it produces, the more evolutionary energy the universe itself receives."

She paused briefly before continuing.

"When a universe detects exceptional potential within a race, it initiates a trial. Survival proves value. Those who succeed are connected to the Prime Sanctuary."

Alex lowered his eyes for a moment as the implications settled. Even if humanity survived the present disaster, they would still be drawn into something far greater. Avoidance was not a long term solution.

"In that case," he said quietly, "tell me exactly what awaits me there."

"You will fight," Fiona said. "You will kill other species and extract their life essence. That essence will serve as the foundation for your breakthroughs. You must establish a stronghold for your race within the Sanctuary. As long as at least one percent of your race resides there, the remaining members will continue to receive cosmic energy and cultivation resources."

Her expression did not change.

"If your presence in the Sanctuary is eradicated entirely, your race will lose access to cosmic energy. Cultivation will cease. You understand the consequences."

Alex’s jaw tightened. He did not need further explanation.