My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 365: Life and death crisis

The fundamental structure of any object was visible to Ethan’s analytical gaze.

By utilizing his authority correctly, he possessed the literal capability to modify an entire object from its very foundation.

He intended to apply this method to the Dark God immediately.

His gaze shifted toward the Dark God, who remained in a corner of the residence, focused on Cultivation.

Activating his Eye of Analysis, Ethan began inspecting the intricate patterns within the Dark God.

Nearly every life form in this universe shared a similar structural pattern, suggesting they were all produced from the same source.

However, that was only the surface. Beneath those layers lay even deeper patterns that Ethan found himself unable to fully decipher yet.

These complex designs were established by a higher existential entity, placing them beyond his current reach of interference.

Yet, the restrictive cap placed upon the Dark God was not one of those untouchable mysteries.

Ethan commenced the process of rewriting the law to eliminate that cap.

The moment he began his work, Ashborn sensed it instantly.

Since he was the one who had imposed the restriction, he knew immediately that his creation was being tampered with.

Closing his eyes, Ashborn attempted to investigate the source of the disturbance.

He quickly realized that the limitation on the Dark God was being dismantled.

The individual responsible for this was not necessarily more powerful than him; at the very least, no brute force was being employed.

Instead, the person was meticulously editing the underlying patterns.

"What kind of being is residing in that house?"

He lacked the courage to probe any further.

After some time had passed, Ethan successfully erased the cap entirely.

"It is done. You are now free to engage in Cultivation as normal."

Following those words, Ethan shut his eyes to resume his own session of comprehension.

"I am Zenos, the Supreme Judge of this realm. The resident of this world has breached the laws of the land and forcibly displaced people from their homes. You are summoned to the court within three days, or you shall face elimination."

A thunderous, world-shaking voice echoed from the outside, causing the entire planet to tremble.

"What? What sort of ridiculous logic is this?"

Ethan was left speechless by the absurdity of the proclamation.

"Young Master, that voice belongs to a being whose strength dwarfs my own. I cannot compete with him. What is our plan? It is obvious that something is terribly wrong."

Ragnarok manifested just outside the boundaries of the time field.

Ethan pondered the situation for a moment, unable to find a logical reason for the threat. Why would such a potent entity seek to destroy him over a fabricated excuse?

"Three days, you say? That equates to three hundred days in here."

Ethan began his mental calculations.

"Nini, initiate your third evolution."

"Understood, Master. The process requires ten million strands of source energy."

"Proceed."

Ethan remained calm, searching for a way out. He was certain that someone was using this nonsense justification to target him.

However, in this realm, power was the only law; arguments were useless.

Ten million strands of energy were consumed instantly, and the cube began its evolutionary shift.

"I don't know who is behind this, but they will certainly pay for it."

A cold glint appeared in Ethan’s eyes.

He immediately commanded his clone to accelerate the collection of energy.

But he didn't stop there.

Ethan began conceptualizing a new technique that would permit him to project clones into various timelines to live as independent entities.

Should he be slain in one timeline, a different clone would simply become his primary self.

Each of these clones would exist as individuals, devoid of any karmic ties to one another.

This was a monumental undertaking. A technique of such magnitude would demand an ocean of energy.

Nevertheless, it was a necessity.

His adversary appeared to be both immensely powerful and incredibly malicious.

He required more safeguards for his survival.

He closed his eyes and started the comprehension of the technique. He couldn't manifest it instantly; he had to design the blueprint first.

Meanwhile, his clone exited the Saint Sanctuary and traveled directly to the Earth Alliance.

"Provide me with the permission crystal for the sixth sanctuary," he commanded with a calm demeanor.

With his main body facing a threat to its existence, he had to act with haste.

"My lord, Earth lacks the jurisdiction to grant a sixth pass. You must obtain it from the Supreme Human Alliance."

The receptionist was dazed, no longer able to process the rapid turn of events.

Ethan felt a surge of annoyance at the news, but with time slipping away, he had no choice.

He secured the coordinates for the Supreme Human Alliance and vanished on the spot.

This brief encounter left the world in a stunned silence.

The four Saints looked at one another, their expressions filled with bewilderment.

"If he is truly this powerful, why did it take ten million years for him to reach the Transcended level?"

One of the Saints felt like his mind was reaching a breaking point.

"Quiet. Do not speak such foolishness. If he hears you, you might vanish just like those millions of monsters he slaughtered in mere hours. Remember, every one of those beasts was stronger than you are."

Saint Rena offered this stern warning.

He fell silent immediately.

Ethan arrived at the Supreme Human Alliance, located within a distant star domain.

His reputation preceded him; many recognized him the moment he appeared.

"That is Saint Ethan from Earth. What brings him here?"

"I'm not sure. Let's find out."

Ethan entered the facility and inquired about the location to claim his sixth pass.

The staff member felt his throat tighten in Ethan's presence.

"Sir, one moment please."

He scrambled to contact his superior.

Even though this man was a sixth-dimensional entity, he still spoke to Ethan with deep respect.

"Fine. But be quick. I am in a hurry."

"Understood, sir."

Before another word could be said, a figure suddenly materialized.

The staff member’s jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw who it was.

The president himself had come to meet the visitor.

"Mr. Ethan, I am the president of the Supreme Human Alliance. It is an honor to meet you at last."

He offered a welcoming smile.

"The honor is mine, sir. May I have the permission crystal for the sixth sanctuary? Also, please prepare the passes for the subsequent levels."

Ethan spoke with a tone of heavy gravity.

"Of course. Here is your sixth pass. I will have the others ready once you have cleared the sixth sanctuary. However, I must speak with you. It is a matter of great urgency."

"Sir, give me three days. After that, we can talk as much as you like."

"Very well. I shall wait for your return."

The president departed.

Ethan left as well.

He needed to accumulate origin points immediately.

His primary body would require billions, perhaps even trillions, of strands of source energy.

He had to collect it all within the next three days.

The task seemed impossible, yet he had no other option but to try.

Ethan stepped into the sixth sanctuary and flew directly toward the densest monster zones, repeating his previous strategy.

A new massacre commenced.

In this zone, he earned one point for every monster slain.

Within two hours, he had wiped out one hundred million monsters.

The sixth sanctuary was left entirely barren. It would take a full month for the monsters to reappear.

Ethan had successfully gathered ten billion strands of source energy.

But it wasn't enough.

It wasn't even close to what he needed.