Wan Lei understood that he was semi-transcended, just like Han Fengxue. It was impossible to eliminate Han Fengxue.
There was a way to equalize the disadvantage: just like Han Fengxue, he could destroy the entire negative plane to weaken him.
However, Wan Lei could not do it.
Han Fengxue could slaughter countless living beings with a single thought, but Wan Lei could not.
Not all demons in the negative plane were guilty. Most of the demon army that had invaded the positive plane had died in the Ghost Realm, and the remaining half had been killed by the Ghost Emperor, Heavenly Venerates, Sword Saints, and others.
In the negative plane, there were still many innocent demon civilians.
The demons were not all bad people; this had always been Wan Lei's thought.
Just like his good friend Qian Niao, who had served in the army for many years, had not killed a single person from the positive plane, and had even helped him a lot.
He wondered if Qian Niao had died in that grinder-like war back then.
If he did not destroy the negative plane and wanted to defeat Han Fengxue, then there was only one way.
Transcendence!
To eliminate the semi-transcended, false-transcended Han Fengxue with a fully transcended body.
In the entire world, only Wan Lei could transcend.
The reason was simple: the gate of transcendence had always been in his hands.
He had held the key to manipulating transcendence since he was a weak Tai Heng realm cultivator.
No, this method was not entirely accurate.
To be precise, Han Fengxue was the first person to hold the key to transcendence, and he was qualified to open the gate of transcendence and fully transcend.
But unfortunately...
It was useless for him to have the key.
The gate was in Wan Lei's hands.
Wan Lei looked up at the towering gate of transcendence, feeling the will that had once been so grand that he could not look directly at it.
That will was nothing to him now.
He could not only look directly at it but also push it open.
Finally, Wan Lei reached out and pushed open the gate.
The bronze gate rumbled open, and behind it was endless light.
It was so bright that Wan Lei could not open his eyes.
After adapting for a moment, Wan Lei could see nothing but light, but he felt the aura of transcendence.
It was the vast aura of great freedom, great liberation, and complete control over one's destiny, no longer being manipulated by anyone.
As long as he stepped through this gate, he would be transcended.
Wan Lei took a step and crossed over.
"Yo, you're back. I was eating, and the dishes got all soggy."
He heard the bustling sounds of a noisy market. Around him were the sounds of hot pot bubbling, glasses clinking as people drank, dice being rolled for games, and the sissling sounds of food being chewed while still hot.
And even...
The sound of a胖子 calling him to take some food.
Wan Lei opened his eyes, looked around, and then at the胖子 in front of him.
"You dead胖子!!!"
Wan Lei gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed on the胖子 in front of him, who was wearing a chef's uniform and eating heartily.
"Hey, you're still cursing me? I've been waiting for you for tens of millions of years. I haven't touched this fish, and you're just eating vegetables. Such kindness is being mistaken for malice."
Looking at the roasted fish in front of him, which had been cooked for tens of millions of years yet remained intact, Wan Lei let out a wry smile and leaned back against the sofa.
"I never expected that behind the gate of transcendence would be you, of all people."
Tens of millions of years ago, when he was still a mere Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he had experienced an illusion array within an illusion array in the Lei Xing Sea.
In the end, this胖子, who called himself the author, appeared.
Now, he had pushed open the gate of transcendence, truly transcended, and he still saw this胖子.
"Why is it unexpected? Last time you transcended and became the sole invincible god of the universe, you saw me too, didn't you? I even saved the dishes for you."
"So, the me from last time was also truly transcended? But I was sent back to the world of Lei Xing Sea by you, to relive...
...a different experience?"
Wan Lei did not pick up his chopsticks but asked with doubt.
"Yeah, but it wasn't me who sent you back. It was your own choice. You wanted to return to that period and change that life of betrayal.
You wanted to go back, so I let you go back. Dafeng Novel Network.
Just like now, if you still want to return to the Lei Xing Sea and spend your days with Xiao Yu, I can still let you go back."
"Is it really possible?"
Wan Lei's eyes blazed with excitement.
"Yeah, it's just a matter of writing a few million more words of plot. It's simple; I can write it during a trip to the restroom."
The胖子 chuckled.
"So... my world, the Lei Feng Realm, the Immortal Realm, the positive and negative planes, are all fictional worlds in a novel, all fabricated by your pen?
Everything I've experienced is something you've written.
My life is also being controlled by you, and every word I say and every action I take has been arranged by you.
I'm like a puppet, manipulated by you, right?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."
The胖子 picked up a piece of fish and ate it.
"Hmph!"
Wan Lei slammed the table and snorted coldly.
"You dead胖子, you're trying to ruin my Dao heart again! This is all fake! It's just a test of my state of mind by the gate of transcendence!"
"Oh, you child, why can't you understand any good words?"
The胖子 impatiently put down his chopsticks, poured himself a drink, and then poured a drink for Wan Lei, saying,
"After all, I created you. I am also your father. Forget it, you are still young, I forgive you."
"Then you are not filial to your father at all. What kind of garbage plot did you arrange for me?
In my last life, I was betrayed by everyone, and I killed everyone. I was left alone in this world.
And in this life, no one betrayed me, but the entire positive plane was destroyed, and everything ceased to exist.
Everyone I cared about is gone, and I am alone again.
In my last life, my heart was filled with anger.
In this life, my heart is filled with sorrow.
Am I destined to live a life of solitude?"
"Uh... If I don't write you as miserable, readers won't subscribe. The subscription for this book is so poor, I need to find a way to salvage it.
Forget it, I won't send you back to the Lei Xing Sea era anymore. This book will be finished tomorrow anyway. I've already signed a new book, and I will definitely become a god in the next book, it will be a huge hit. Han Yun is much more popular than you, Wan Lei..."
"Shut up!"
Wan Lei stood up in anger and picked up the steak knife on the table.
In his previous life, this was how he had stabbed this dead胖子 to death.
"This is clearly fake, and you can't even pretend well. Last time I was here, you had eaten this fish, but now it's intact. Tens of millions of years have passed, and you don't even remember yourself.
What kind of bullshit transcendence is this, coming to your real world? My world is the real one. Die, you dead胖子."
The steak knife in Wan Lei's hand plunged into the胖子's chest without hesitation.