Swallowing the Stars: The Supreme Being of All Heavens

Chapter 151 A Universe-Level Challenger?

Chapter 151 A Universe-Level Challenger?

"I want to know if there's any danger?" That was what Suk cared about most.

"Danger?" The black-armored warrior with two horns shook his head. "If you're talking about dead people, then there aren't any. So many people have entered the Myriad Illusions World in history, and not a single one has had an accident."

"However, your token only grants you one chance to enter." The black-armored warrior with two horns flashed a sharp light in his eyes, startling Suk.

"You can go in, but if you fail during the trial of the illusion, you will be sent out and lose your token," the black-armored expert said in a deep voice. "If you want to come back in, you'll have to get another token."

Suk couldn't help but ask, "Are there many of these tokens?"

The black-armored expert glanced at Su Ke, a look of reminiscence on his face. "My master once said that when his master's teacher was forging the tokens, it seems that he forged tens of thousands of them."

"It's just that so many years have passed, and many tokens may have been scattered outside. There are far fewer left in this cosmic secret realm," the black-armored powerhouse sighed. "Tens of thousands of tokens may seem like a lot, but in the vast universe—to obtain one is considered extremely lucky. However, those who obtain tokens will eventually return here, and we release them again, so the number has always remained at a certain level."

Suk tilted his head to look at the nine-story palace, which was tens of thousands of kilometers high, and asked another question that concerned him. "Has anyone ever traveled through the Myriad Illusions World before?"

"Of course there are." The black-armored expert smiled slightly. "Over the countless years, some geniuses and powerful individuals have ventured into the Myriad Illusions World. However, the level of those who entered differed, and the difficulty varied accordingly. For example, the difficulty was naturally greater for Immortal Gods and Realm Lords, and for Realm Lords and Domain Lords, it was naturally more difficult for Realm Lords."

"Over the years, the fewest immortal gods have passed through the Myriad Illusions World are only three."

"There are more Realm Lords, about seven."

"The domain lord ranks second, fourth."

He then looked at Suk, a strange expression on his face, "As for the cosmic level, although there are powerful geniuses who have passed through the 36 layers of illusion, it is a pity that no cosmic level has yet broken through the Myriad Illusions World."

In fact, being able to pass the 36-fold illusion test of the token at a cosmic level is already an incredible thing, after all, some immortal gods may not have passed it.

This shows that this cosmic level has surpassed immortal gods in some aspect, how incredible!

However, looking across the vast and boundless universe of humankind, over billions of years, there have always been some eccentricities that defy common sense.

Having been here for so long, the man in black armor with two horns was no longer surprised.

Suk nodded slightly; he didn't think there was anything remarkable about him passing the token test at the cosmic level.

I won't say it's because of "talent".

Some of them could achieve this through their own abilities, even through the illusionary realm.

"Hong" was able to pass through the 20th level of the Illusionary Sea at the cosmic level, and was just a little short of reaching the 21st level of the Cosmic Venerable.

The universe is so vast, with countless geniuses, opportunities, and miraculous encounters. It wouldn't be surprising if a cosmic-level genius, even one slightly less capable than "Hong," were to emerge.

Suk thought to himself, since there was no danger, he should definitely give it a try.

If we succeed, even the immortal deity said that there are benefits to going through it.

The "World of Myriad Illusions" trial is so difficult that very few people have managed to pass it over the years. The high difficulty must also mean great benefits.

"But this immortal god mentioned a master earlier? And a token forged by his master's teacher?" Suk wondered to himself. "I wonder who his master is, and who his master's teacher is."

He took a deep breath, looked at the black-armored expert with two horns, and said solemnly, "My lord, I would like to give it a try." Suk's cultivation in mental will is currently only average at the cosmic level, because he has just entered the cosmic level and has only lived for a few decades. To have achieved this much is already quite remarkable.

Compared to those cosmic-level beings who have lived for tens of thousands of years, domain lords who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, world lords who have lived for millions of years, and immortal gods who have lived for billions of years—he can only be described as a 'child'.

No, it should be "baby".

Why did some immortal gods fail, while he was able to successfully recognize the token as his master?

Suker said, "I just have a little bit of talent (gesturing with two fingertips)."

However, Suk is currently unsure what type of illusion this "World of Myriad Illusions" is. If it's a pure illusion...

That would be a zero-difficulty task for him. However, it would probably be impossible for him to encounter something like the virtual universe illusion sea, which carries a kind of "consciousness pressure".

The black-armored expert nodded, pointing to the towering gates of the majestic palace. "Go ahead. You have the token; you can enter the Myriad Illusions World directly at the gate." He glanced at Suk's spaceship. "Also, tell your men to behave themselves; they'd better not leave the spaceship."

"I understand, I've already given them the instructions," Suk said.

Then, Suk flew toward the palace gate.

The imposing palace, thousands of kilometers high, exerted a slight pressure on Suk's mind.

Whoosh! As Suk flew near the palace gate, a spatial fluctuation emanated from him. When the fluctuation disappeared, Suk had vanished completely.

The black-armored, two-horned powerhouse watched this scene from behind. "Another cosmic-level challenger," he thought, not optimistic about Suk.

After all, no one of the universe-level beings has ever been able to get through this over the countless years. Those who live longer and have a higher level of attainment have a better chance.

"Perhaps for a cosmic level being, this myriad illusions world is an insurmountable test," the two-horned black-armored powerhouse remarked.

His master is a super being who traverses the universe, and his master's teacher is a great leader of the race. The test he set was naturally extraordinary.

The two-horned black-armored powerhouse ignored the spaceship parked outside the palace. Although the place seemed deserted, he was not the only one. There were beings even stronger than him guarding this place. Even this powerful immortal god, the two-horned black-armored powerhouse, was only at an ordinary level here.

"Master." The man in black armor with two horns arrived at the entrance to the eighth floor of the nine-story palace. Not daring to go any further, he knelt down respectfully. "Another challenger has just come. This time, it's a cosmic-level challenger from the outside world."

An aged voice echoed, carrying a strange power that seemed to cause the space to tremble.

"I see."

Seeing that his master did not give any further instructions, the man in black armor with two horns respectfully retreated and left.

The space inside the eighth-floor palace is far more expansive than it appears from the outside.

"Another cosmic-level one?" the aged voice murmured. "How much hope is there? Is he suited for this path?"

"Teacher, you brought me out of this secret realm and took me as your disciple. It is under your guidance that I have become who I am today."

"It's a pity that I am not as good as Senior Brother Chaos and the others. So many years have passed, and I still haven't taken that step." A sigh slowly rose, carrying endless regrets that permeated the long river of time.