Apocalypse: Surviving as the God of a Tiny Cultivation Sect

Meanwhile, inside the endless upper realm palace, the Soul King and the immortal cultivators beneath him all raised their heads toward the sky at the same time.

Earlier, they merely wanted to observe the lower realm and discover what kind of existence destroyed one of the Soul King’s precious soul seeds.

But now something terrifying was staring back at them.

And the moment they truly saw it, the atmosphere inside the throne hall froze completely.

A horrifying pressure suddenly descended.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

The entire immortal palace trembled violently.

The rivers of immortal qi flowing throughout the heavenly hall instantly exploded apart chaotically. Floating immortal lanterns shattered one after another while the gigantic jade pillars supporting the palace cracked loudly from the pressure alone.

Even the surrounding space itself began trembling endlessly.

Meanwhile, the immortal cultivators who were calmly standing earlier immediately widened their eyes in horror.

Because above the sky, a terrifying figure slowly emerged.

No.

Not emerged.

It was more like reality itself was being occupied by its existence.

At first, all they saw was darkness.

Then slowly, a gigantic humanoid outline formed beyond the heavens.

The figure had no face.

No eyes.

No mouth.

No nose.

Nothing.

Its head was completely smooth and empty like a void that swallowed all existence itself.

Yet somehow, that faceless appearance looked even more horrifying than any monstrous creature they had ever encountered before.

Because the thing standing above them did not feel alive.

It felt eternal.

Its gigantic humanoid body towered beyond the heavens while every movement distorted the surrounding realm itself. Countless cracks spread endlessly across the skies while immortal qi storms erupted wildly around the being.

And inside that colossal body, universes swirled endlessly.

Literal universes.

Galaxies rotated slowly beneath its skin like rivers of stars trapped inside flesh. Countless suns exploded and were reborn repeatedly across its chest. Black holes devoured entire star systems within its arms while cosmic storms flashed endlessly throughout its shoulders.

Nebulas drifted within its torso.

Stars were born and died inside its body.

Even time itself seemed distorted around the being.

One side of its body looked ancient enough to witness creation itself.

The other side looked unborn.

Every immortal cultivator inside the palace immediately felt chills spreading through their souls.

Several weaker immortals even stumbled backward in fear.

"What is that..."

"That pressure..."

"My immortal qi..."

"It stopped moving..."

One immortal cultivator suddenly coughed blood.

Then another.

Then another.

Even without attacking, the mere existence of the faceless cosmic being overwhelmed them completely.

Meanwhile, the Soul King slowly stood up from his throne.

And for the first time in countless years, his expression became serious.

Very serious.

Because even he could not understand what he was looking at.

His endless years of cultivation.

His countless battles across immortal realms.

His unimaginable knowledge.

None of them explained this existence.

The Soul King slowly narrowed his eyes afterward while staring upward.

"What are you..."

Then after several moments, he spoke once more.

"Are you truly from a lower realm?"

Meanwhile, on the other side, Clayne was completely bewildered.

"What the hell..."

He originally thought he would wake up after crushing that strange soul seed earlier.

But instead, he suddenly found himself looking at a gigantic throne room full of immortal cultivators.

And somehow, they were looking at him too.

Clayne honestly became confused.

Especially because from his perspective, all of them looked tiny.

Really tiny.

The gigantic throne hall looked like a miniature setup beneath him while the so called immortal experts resembled tiny action figures standing around nervously.

Meanwhile, Clayne scratched his head awkwardly afterward.

"Wait..."

Then suddenly, his eyes widened slightly in realization.

Lower realm.

These guys earlier mentioned lower realm and they were Tiny.

Suddenly, Clayne became excited.

Actually excited.

Because this meant something extremely important.

His tiny world had higher planes.

Which meant the higher the realm, the stronger the spiritual qi.

And the stronger the spiritual qi, the stronger the things placed inside would become.

And if that happened, then the things he took out afterward might become even more terrifying.

Clayne almost laughed from excitement.

Then afterward, hearing the Soul King asking whether he came from a lower world, Clayne immediately spoke happily.

"Little guys, are you from the higher realm of the tiny world?"

The moment those words descended, the entire immortal palace became dead silent.

Little guys?

The surrounding immortal cultivators stared blankly.

Meanwhile, the Soul King’s expression stiffened slightly.

Little guys?

They, the supreme immortals ruling countless realms, were called little guys?

Several immortal cultivators immediately became furious afterward.

One immortal expert wearing golden armor stepped forward instantly while immortal qi exploded violently from his body.

"How dare you!"

Another immortal cultivator pointed upward furiously.

"You unknown creature!"

"You dare offend the Soul King and destroy one of his soul seeds?"

"You have already committed an unforgivable crime!"

Soon, more immortal cultivators began shouting angrily one after another.

"You think possessing a strange body means you can challenge the upper realms?"

"We will peel apart your soul!"

"We will extract every secret from your body!"

"Your flesh!"

"Your blood!"

"Your cultivation!"

"Everything will belong to the Soul King!"

Another immortal cultivator laughed cruelly afterward while floating upward slightly.

"Once we capture you, we will refine your soul for ten thousand years and make you beg for death!"

"And afterward, your corpse will become an immortal slave forever!"

Others immediately followed afterward.

"You should feel honored!"

"The Soul King personally noticing you is already your greatest fortune!"

"You lower realm creature!"

"Do you even understand who stands before you?"

"The Soul King rules countless worlds!"

"He can erase your realm with a single thought!"

"We will crush your soul and dissect every secret hidden inside your existence!"

Their voices became louder and louder.

Arrogant.

Threatening.

Overwhelming.

Meanwhile, Clayne’s face slowly became foul afterward.

"You will kill me?"

The immortal cultivators sneered afterward.

"Not only kill you."

"We will extract everything from you first."

"Your body."

"Your memories."

"Your soul."

"Your world."

"We will refine all of it."

Another immortal cultivator laughed coldly afterward.

"You should already kneel and surrender yourself!"

"You cannot resist the upper realms!"

Meanwhile, Clayne slowly smirked afterward.

"Oh really?"

Then without hesitation, he reached downward with one gigantic hand.

The immortal cultivators instantly became alert afterward.

But before Clayne’s hand could descend fully, a gigantic barrier suddenly appeared between realms.

BOOOOOOOOM!!!

An enormous transparent wall materialized instantly across the heavens while endless immortal runes flowed across its surface. Terrifying spatial pressure erupted outward violently.

The immortal cultivators immediately relaxed afterward.

Then they laughed.

Laughed loudly.

One immortal expert mocked him immediately afterward.

"Stupid creature!"

"Do you truly think crossing lower and higher realms is that simple?"

Another immortal cultivator smirked arrogantly afterward.

"The barriers between realms are absolute!"

"No lower existence can cross upward!"

"No higher existence can descend freely!"

"The laws of reality itself prevent it!"

Another immortal cultivator folded his arms proudly afterward.

"Even supreme immortals require countless preparations crossing worlds!"

"And you think brute strength alone can shatter dimensional barriers?"

Several immortals began laughing even harder afterward.

"You truly are an ignorant lower realm beast!"

"Strength means nothing against the laws of existence!"

"You cannot cross realms!"

"You cannot touch us!"

"Even if you are powerful, the laws themselves reject you!"

Meanwhile, even the Soul King slowly nodded afterward.

Because this was truth.

Crossing realms casually was impossible.

Especially using raw force.

Even upper realm immortals could not do such absurd things freely.

Meanwhile, Clayne stopped moving afterward.

Because from his perspective, something invisible blocked him.

It honestly felt weird.

Like pushing against invisible styrofoam.

He could feel resistance.

But not enough.

Not nearly enough.

In fact, Clayne instinctively felt that if he truly pushed harder, that barrier would break.

Meanwhile, the immortal cultivators continued laughing endlessly afterward.

"Look at him!"

"He really believes he can cross realms!"

"What a fool!"

"Perhaps lower worlds truly produce idiots!"

"This creature probably never even understood what dimensions are!"

Another immortal cultivator laughed so hard tears almost emerged afterward.

"You should stop embarrassing yourself!"

Meanwhile, Clayne slowly steadied himself afterward.

Then he pulled his fist backward.

The immortal cultivators continued laughing.

One immortal pointed upward mockingly.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Punch reality apart?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Even more laughter exploded afterward.

The Soul King himself simply watched silently.

Meanwhile, Clayne narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he punched.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

The entire heavens screamed.

Not metaphorically.

Actually screamed.

A horrifying tearing sound suddenly erupted across the upper realm sky. The gigantic dimensional barrier instantly bulged inward violently before countless cracks exploded across its surface.

The immortal cultivators’ laughter froze immediately.

"What..."

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!

The barrier tore apart.

Actually tore apart.

Like paper.

The entire upper realm palace instantly became engulfed by endless storms of spatial destruction afterward while immortal qi exploded chaotically everywhere.

And before anyone could react, Clayne’s fist descended.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!

At least five immortal experts were hit instantly.

No resistance.

No dramatic battle.

No immortal techniques.

Their fleshy bodies exploded into smithereens immediately afterward. Blood, bones, organs, and immortal qi exploded violently across the heavens while their souls disintegrated instantly from the impact.

One immortal cultivator did not even finish screaming before half his body vanished.

Another exploded entirely into crimson mist.

One was flattened instantly against space itself.

The remaining immortals immediately widened their eyes in absolute horror afterward.

Because the impossible happened.

The barrier between realms was broken by a punch.