Nexus Ascension: My Comprehension Defies the Heaven

Chapter 621: Purging the Hostile Races and 12th Plane Of Existence



Chapter 621: Purging the Hostile Races and 12th Plane Of Existence



In a quiet village on a peaceful world, an old man sat with his grandkid.


"Grandpa, are you going to convert?" A little girl asked.


The old man smiled warmly.


"What about you, little one." He asked her a question instead. "But you should. This is a rare opportunity."


"But what if it hurts?"


"The young saint said it is the best path there is." The old man patted her head. "Besides, don’t you want to fly like the heroes in the stories?"


The little girl’s eyes lit up.


"I do!" She jumped excitedly. "I want to fly!"


The old man chuckled at her enthusiasm. He was going to convert too.


For the first time in a while, he felt like entering the evolutionary world again.


In the human alliance military base, soldiers stood at attention as their commander reviewed the information.


"Sir, what’s the call?" A lieutenant asked.


The commander stared at the data before him.


"The path is legitimate." He said finally. "I’ve cross-referenced it with Alliance records. Saint Grey is not someone we can oppose."


"So we convert?"


"We convert." The commander nodded. "All personnel will undergo the process. No exceptions."


The soldiers saluted in unison.


Eighty minutes passed quickly.


Grey’s voice returned, spreading across the universe once more.


"Time’s up."


Trillions of beings held their breath when his voice cut through once again.


"I will now invoke the power of conversion." Grey said. "Those who convert will stay, and those who don’t will naturally be kicked out of the world."


Some voices rose in complaint.


"This isn’t fair!"


"We need more time!"


"You can’t just—"


Grey ignored them all.


He reached out to the Creator Invocation Space, and the power of the path began spreading across the universe. Golden light erupted from the very fabric of reality, touching every being who had chosen to stay.


Transformations began everywhere.


Bodies dissolved into cosmic radiation before reforming according to the perfected blueprint. Sources reconstructed, souls refined, existences elevated to new heights.


Grey watched the process unfold.


Then his eyes widened slightly.


"Only 2% chose not to convert?" He said with surprise.


The number caught him off guard.


Of course, 2% was not small when applied to a universe-spanning population. That 2% amounted to trillions of beings across countless worlds.


But compared to the entire universe, this result exceeded his expectations by far.


He had predicted maybe 50% at best, possibly less. The idea that 98% of the population would willingly abandon their previous paths seemed almost unbelievable.


Then again, he had shown them exactly what the path offered.


The freedom, the potential, the lack of artificial bottlenecks. His presence alone proved how powerful the path could become.


"This also exceeded my expectations." Origin Will said, sensing the same thing.


Grey chuckled.


"Well, that went well." He said.


He waved his hand, and his consciousness descended outside the universe. The 2% who had refused were gathered gently, transported safely to the nearby universe.


Grey’s clones followed immediately.


They materialized before the leader of that universe, a 10th rank cultivator who had been enjoying a peaceful existence until now.


"What is this?!" The leader demanded. "Who are you?!"


Grey’s clone smiled.


"I’m taking over your universe." He said simply. "You can either cooperate, or I can demonstrate why that would be a bad idea."


The clone released its aura.


12th rank pressure descended upon the leader like a mountain, crushing down with absolute authority.


The leader’s face went pale.


"I... I understand." He stammered. "Please, take what you need."


"Good choice." The clone nodded.


The refugees were integrated smoothly, given lands and resources in their new home. Grey’s influence spread to cover the neighboring universe as well.


He also dealt with the remaining hostile races in the main universe. For example the Crystal Zerg Race and also removed any sort of corruption of the Abyss from here.


With that handled, Grey focused back on the Origin Will.


"It’s time to start the ascension." He said. "You ready?"


"Yes." She answered.


Grey handed over the origin power he had gathered, the fundamental energy flowing from his storage into her existence. The power merged with her core instantly.


"Let’s go." Grey said.


They teleported to the center of the universe.


Grey found himself floating in an vast expanse of pure energy. Stars and galaxies stretched endlessly in every direction, but here at the core, only one thing existed.


A glowing orb of golden light.


That was Origin Will’s true form, the crystallized essence of the universe itself. It pulsed with rhythmic energy, the heartbeat of all existence within this realm.


The origin power Grey had provided began merging with the orb.


Then the universe started changing.


Reality glitched around them, space folding and unfolding in impossible patterns. The boundaries of existence expanded outward at speeds that defied comprehension.


Planets grew larger and stars started burning brighter.


Galaxies stretched across distances that had never existed before.


The scope of the universe increased exponentially, reaching toward higher dimensional existence. Grey watched as the 10th plane barrier shattered, ascending straight into the 11th plane of existence.


It was a qualitative leap that everyone felt.


The ascension continued without stopping.


The universe crossed into the 12th plane of existence soon after.


Grey glanced around, observing the changes.


Origin Will was still undergoing the integration, but he could already sense the differences. The very nature of reality had shifted around him.


His powers felt more restrictive here.


The universe now enforced stricter rules, demanding more from those who existed within it. He could tell at a glance that flying was no longer possible below the 5th rank.


Survival in space required at least the 6th rank.


The space itself had become more compact, more dense and most importantly, It could host countless 12th rank beings without any strain on its structure.


This was a true 12th plane universe now!


Grey smiled at the accomplishment.


But one thing remained unchanged.


He could still destroy this universe with the Thought-Demolishing Matrix.


That technique transcended dimensional planes, operating on principles that even 12th plane laws couldn’t restrict. As long as his willpower and Thought-demolishing frequency remained, no universe could survive his intent to end it.


Origin Will’s consciousness soon stirred awake.


"The integration is complete." Her voice echoed through the void. "We have ascended."


Grey nodded.


"How do you feel?" He asked.


"I don’t know." She replied emotionally. "It’s been so long.... But I feel more powerful than I ever imagined possible."


Grey smiled at her words.


The Universe had become something greater, a realm capable of birthing true powerhouses and most also followed his path.


Of course, he took into account of the people at 8th rank and above, but there weren’t much of them in this universe, hence, he didn’t throw them out of the universe, he will personally help them convert himself.


But with this done, he believed it was time to focus on the 10th rank.



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