Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 405 Dragon and Serpent
The closer you get to the end, the more truths you will learn.

The more you know the truth, the closer you get to the end of power.

When his identities as a passerby, god, king, and adventurer had all come to an end, Wu Chen examined himself and knew that only his final constraints remained.

There is only one identity left.

The identity of Wu Chen = Dust remains.

This identity originated from Mengdasi.

And Mengdas was his starting point.

He earned his first fortune here, and forged his source of power here as well. All his achievements along the way have relied primarily on the soul essence of the fragments of the original spirit of the Mondas natives, as well as the Mondas magic energy, whose power and efficiency far surpass those of other worlds.

Therefore, this will also be his final destination.

Wuchen = the end point of Dasster.

"...I'm back here again."

He returned once more to the lands of Skyrim, once again standing atop the hill outside Windhelm. The statue of Talos stood not far behind him, and Windhelm before him remained as prosperous as ever.

Everything is the same as before.

Everything was as if nothing had happened.

The traces of chaos in Windhelm have been smoothed over, and the sky, disturbed by the arrival of multiple demonic powers, has also been restored to its former state.

The Holy Spirits fulfilled their duty—the demons who had interfered with the mortal world had all been expelled. This is because the Nine Holy Spirits were originally nine of the most powerful, ancient primordial spirits, standing at the pinnacle of the world's understanding. Their death does not mean they are powerless to exert their influence.

Their influence was already clearly evident to Wu Chen. Because he, too, was now at the same power level as his original spirit, a supreme demon god at the pinnacle of the worldview.

A subtle sense of repulsion emanated from all directions. Wu Chen could clearly hear the whispers of the Holy Spirits. They told him not to recklessly wield the power of the demon gods on the land of Nirn. If he persisted, he would be expelled from Nirn by the rules jointly established by the Holy Spirits.

They can no longer do it.

But Wu Chen respected them, even though they were just a group of corpses. Because these founders of order had indeed given everything they possessed to protect it. And his past escapes from Mondas were, in fact, largely due to the order of the Holy Spirits.

and……

"no need."

Wu Chen moved on, having accomplished part of his objective. One of the reasons he returned to Mondas was to see Windhelm, the city for which he had paid such a heavy price. But now, Windhelm, and indeed the entire Eastern Territory, no longer deserved even the slightest extra attention from him.

Time and space shifted beneath his feet, and he instantly moved. His destination was Valhach, an island in the northwest corner of Skyrim, where a group of powerful vampires, reclusive yet deeply involved in the world, were now entrenched.

Powerful vampires, ancient vampires. Their clan leader, Harkon, is a primordial bloodline created directly by Morag Bal. And it is because of this that a path can be established from the altar of Valhatchi, directly connecting to Cold Harbor.

Wu Chen has found the path.

The dark sky of Cold Harbor then came into his view—the true form of the beast-like demon god, clad in heavy armor and engulfed in azure flames, spotted him the instant he descended and immediately pounced on him.

"Mortal! How dare you reply—" The joy was only half-finished, and the attack was only half-finished as well.

Everything transformed into trembling fear in that instant.

Pure silver burst forth, and in an instant, the entire Cold Harbor was bathed in a silvery halo. Wu Chen had already visited this annihilation realm once, and his second visit would transform the entire realm into himself!
"—No! What are you? A demon god? How could you possibly be—"

The King of Torment and Chaos uttered His last words. Perhaps He rebelled, perhaps He tried to escape. Yet all His actions ultimately amounted to nothing.

The dust of witchcraft devoured it, and the entire Cold Harbor was also completely consumed by it. This amount of resources was certainly insufficient to propel him further into the already culminated realm of demonic power. However, he possessed another source of power.

His origin theory, his authority. His rule of 'what you sow, you reap'. And now, in the world of Mondas, the identity of Wuchen = Dust that he has established has reached the pinnacle of his mission.

Another task on the to-do list has been completed.

His task list was now reduced to just that initial transaction. The urge for ascension erupted from the depths of his soul. And the ascension hurdle, which was incomprehensible even to the oldest and most powerful demons, was as effortless as air to him.

He thus took that final step, thus transcending the level of a demon god. In this stage, which is even higher than the Primordial Spirit of Creation, there is an endless expanse of time and space, and this most ancient power resonates with Wu Chen at this moment.

The origins of the Mondas universe consisted of Anu and Padome, corresponding to yes and no, existence and non-existence, order and chaos. The Mondas universe was formed through their collisions. These two primordial orders gradually collapsed and degraded in repeated collisions, ultimately becoming time and space.

The dragon of time, and the serpent of space.

These correspond to the two pinnacles of the Primal Spirits, Akatosh and Rokhan.

Wu Chen was once here, but he has already left this place and gone even further. Time and space were trampled under his feet as he ascended to the pinnacle of the Primal Spirit. And having successfully gone even further, he is naturally the unification of order and chaos, the convergence of existence and nothingness.

He is now able to look down upon the entire Dreamus universe.

He could also stand inside the Mondas and gaze at the vast emptiness outside.

He could now observe and discern the universe beyond his own. And at this moment, he also knew how he should take that first step of exploration outward.

"Is it time?" His friend appeared silently beside him. The structure and form of existence of the dream of a foreign land were no longer complicated or difficult to understand in his eyes.

"That's about it." Wu Chen nodded, watching the phone that had hit him slowly emerge from the Dream of a Foreign Land. He was now certain that the only function this phone could serve was to transport people between worlds.

No redemption was successful.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that the effect of this exchange, this purchase, shares many similarities with my own Origin Theory and my power of 'rewarding effort.' The most crucial point is that this noble artifact, capable of traversing universes, requires the current world to be considered when purchasing items.

He finally understood.

Or rather, it's finally time to understand.

So Wu Chen sighed softly and, towards his 'friend' whose face was gradually becoming clearer, told him something he already knew the truth about.

"Actually, when I executed the first transaction, I initially chose to become Anu = Padome directly, right?"

(End of this chapter)