"So that’s how it is," Qin Mu mused.

The universe is built on struggle and battle.

Cultivators must constantly fight to grow stronger. If they remain idle, other races will rise, seize their territory, and wipe out their kind.

"The Starry Sky Arena, as a holy land of battle for the Human Race, requires true strength to earn a place within it," Howling Moon continued.

"Based on the combat power of the current owners of the Arena’s 200th floor, at least a Divine Rank General is required to have a chance of challenging them."

"For the 500th floor, one must possess Divine Rank God Marquis strength."

"Beyond the 500th floor, there are Floor Masters. Each Floor Master sets the rules of their floor and can take a percentage of all battle earnings."

"To reach the 800th floor, Divine Rank God King combat power is required. As for the 1000th floor, it is the domain of Limit God Kings."

"They can each possess an entire floor within the Arena."

"These are not virtual or ordinary floors. The Starry Sky Arena uses supreme Law power to shift Secret Realms from across the universe, turning them into Peak floors."

"All resources within a Peak floor belong to its Floor Master."

"So if you ask how many floors the Arena has, that depends on the overall combat power of the Human Race."

Qin Mu was stunned.

Was this what a Transcendent faction truly looked like?

Previously, he had thought the Heavenly Sword Sect was already extraordinary.

The Heavenly Sword Secret Realm was created by gathering treasures from across the universe into a single domain.

But the Starry Sky Arena...

It directly seized Secret Realms from the universe, transformed them into floors, and opened them to cultivators.

Open.

That word lingered in Qin Mu’s mind.

Howling Moon had made it clear that the number of floors reflected the total strength of humanity.

In other words, as long as one was strong enough, they could claim a Secret Realm floor from the Arena, without even needing to formally join it.

What kind of audacity was this?

Truly transcendent.

Other factions would guard a Secret Realm jealously, ready to strike down anyone who dared covet it.

The Starry Sky Arena, however, could grant access so freely.

Almost.

It wasn’t entirely free. What was granted was the right to use, not true ownership.

In essence, the Secret Realm floors still belonged to the Arena. After all, those who reached the thousandth floor could challenge the current Floor Master.

Defender or challenger, both sides bore immense pressure.

To fully control a Secret Realm... its value was beyond measure.

Any cultivator qualified to challenge would not hesitate.

Finally, Howling Moon said, "The Ten Thousand Moons God King has held the 1009th floor for eight thousand jie yuan. In recent eras, not a single challenger has appeared."

Qin Mu’s heart trembled.

There was no need for boasting. This strength had been forged over eight thousand jie yuan, through countless battles against God King experts.

Standing firm on a Peak floor, undefeated, reigning over all directions.

This...

was the Ten Thousand Moons God King.

Ding.

The elevator arrived, and the doors slowly opened.

Outside, the silent night sky stretched endlessly, serene and picturesque. Gentle moonlight poured down, while an ethereal Qi filled the surroundings.

"Pure Universe energy?"

Qin Mu felt a sense of familiarity.

It was similar to when the Heavenly Sword Secret Realm had first opened.

"No..."

Qin Mu focused more carefully, his expression gradually turning serious. The energy within this ethereal Qi carried a unique sensation.

Strange. Unprecedented.

It felt as though this energy did not belong to the eight fundamental Laws.

"Innate Fusion?"

With Qin Mu’s current perception and experience, it was nearly impossible for him to misjudge the nature of energy.

Unless... this was a special Law that even Green Peak had never encountered.

And anything beyond Green Peak’s knowledge would have to be at least at the Divine Rank or higher.

The energy before him...

It seemed to be a fusion of Light and Water, along with Earth and Metal.

An innate fusion of four elements.

How extraordinary was that?

If he cultivated here, his starting point alone would far surpass ordinary cultivators.

Overbearing.

The Starry Sky Arena was truly overbearing.

To directly relocate a Secret Realm containing such rare energy and use it as a reward...

Terrifying.

Its appeal to cultivators was beyond words.

Any cultivator who learned of this would fight desperately for a chance to enter.

"Too bad... this is only the Metaverse."

Qin Mu sighed inwardly.

If this were reality, he could bring his Thunder Dragon Clone here and immediately condense a four-element fusion body, rapidly increasing his cultivation and realm.

Howling Moon watched Qin Mu’s stunned expression and revealed a satisfied, almost indulgent smile.

"Don’t worry. Once you become a disciple of the Ten Thousand Moons God King, you will naturally gain access to the one-thousand-and-ninth floor for cultivation."

Qin Mu clicked his tongue.

That was the problem.

To use the Secret Realm floors above the thousandth floor, one had to become a disciple.

"Forget it."

After a brief pause, Qin Mu said calmly, "It’s only the thousandth floor. Not that high. I’ll just take one for myself in a few days."

Pfft!

Howling Moon nearly choked.

"You... do you even know what you’re saying?"

Damn it!

She was on the verge of swearing.

The thousandth floor represented Limit God Kings. And not just any Limit God Kings, but those with terrifying, near-invincible combat power.

"You little fellow... are you truly ignorant, or just arrogant?"

For the first time, Howling Moon found herself unable to read Qin Mu.

Young in age, yet possessing extraordinary talent and astonishing combat power, even multi-element fusion seemed as effortless to him as drinking water.

To call him arrogant?

At such a young age, he dared to claim he would challenge a Limit God King.

Where did he get such "fake alcohol"? If he had even picked up a spiritual fruit pit, he wouldn’t be this drunk.

Truly.

If such "fake alcohol" existed, even a mouse would dare to be a bridesmaid for a cat after drinking it.

"I’m just stating the truth."

Qin Mu shrugged indifferently. "A position above the thousandth floor is only a matter of time for me."

Hiss...

Howling Moon nearly choked.

Even he wouldn’t dare to say such words.

As a God General, it was already incredibly difficult for him to secure a position on the 430th floor.

The God King had once said that after another three hundred million years of arduous cultivation, he might have a chance to challenge beyond the 500th floor.

As for the thousandth floor?

Who knew how many more jie yuan it would take just to glimpse that level.

It was entirely possible that he would never witness the scenery above the thousandth floor in his lifetime.

Howling Moon knew Qin Mu was a genius, but even a prodigy like Lan Chu would never reach the thousandth floor within the current jie yuan.

So-called prodigies only had the possibility of challenging beyond the thousandth floor after thousands, or even tens of thousands, of jie yuan.

A possibility, not a certainty.

In cultivation, nothing was guaranteed.

Battle was constant.

Falling was equally common.

Alas.

Howling Moon gave up trying to persuade him. This troublesome Qin Mu could be dealt with by the God King herself.

He led Qin Mu deeper into the Secret Realm.

Ahead, a figure stood alone beneath the starry sky, ethereal and majestic, basking in the light of the moon.

It was as if all the radiance of heaven and earth existed solely for her.

Everything else faded into insignificance before her divine presence.

"Greetings, God King."

Howling Moon dropped to one knee, bowing respectfully.

"Qin Mu greets the God King."

Since Qin Mu was not her disciple, he performed only the standard universal salute.

The Ten Thousand Moons God King, shrouded in starlight, slowly revealed her true form. Countless strands of divine radiance intertwined around her, making her appear like a celestial being beyond mortal reach.

"Qin Mu..."

Her voice was calm and distant, echoing like the flow of time itself.

"Among all the geniuses I have seen since becoming a God, you are undoubtedly the most arrogant."

Hehe.

Qin Mu revealed an innocent smile. "Actually, I’m very low-key."

Low-key?

Howling Moon almost burst out.

What kind of low-key is this?!

"Oh?"

The Ten Thousand Moons God King’s eyes shimmered like flowing starlight as she spoke thoughtfully:

"So, for a Galaxy Fifth-Tier youth, who has just stepped onto the path of cultivation, to claim he will challenge a Limit God King above the thousandth floor within a few days... this is what you call low-key?"

"Cough... cough."

Qin Mu felt a bit embarrassed.

Saying "a few days" did sound somewhat exaggerated.

He quickly explained, "’A few’ is just a vague term. It doesn’t necessarily mean within ten. It simply means not many."

"Hmm... not many."

The Ten Thousand Moons God King smiled faintly.

"Then explain to me—what does ’not many’ mean?"

"A few thousand? A few tens of thousands? Or even tens of millions?"

A contrarian.

Damn it.

Qin Mu hadn’t expected the Ten Thousand Moons God King to be so persistent. If she had a keyboard, she would probably argue with everyone across the entire Metaverse.

"A few thousand or a few tens of thousands... they all count as ’a few.’ They’re all relative numbers. As long as it’s close enough, it’s fine."

The faint smile on the Ten Thousand Moons God King’s lips slowly faded.