Survival for All: I can deconstruct projections and synthesize everything.

In the deepest part of the misty world, in that void, the core of the God of Mist is slowly turning.

On the surface of the enormous gray sphere of light, the intricate runes were shimmering with an eerie glow.

With each flash, a gray light would surge out from the sphere, extending in all directions and connecting every corner of the misty world.

But at this moment, the brightness of those lights was several times stronger than before.

The sacrifice of billions of lives by the Winter Clan provided the Mist God with a vast amount of energy.

The energy is being absorbed by the core and transformed into the power of the God of Mist, accelerating his awakening.

Beside the core, a gray light was gathering.

The light was initially very faint, only the size of a fist, and slowly rotated in the void.

But as time went on, the light grew brighter and larger.

In the light, a human figure was slowly taking shape.

That was the incarnation of the god of mist.

An entity formed from a portion of the power of the God of Mist.

Although it is only an avatar, and can only exert the combat power of the ninth rank, the power of this avatar far exceeds the scope of an ordinary ninth rank.

Because it is the embodiment of a tenth-order being, its power contains the rules and essence of the tenth order.

Even though the power was suppressed to the ninth rank, the suppression at the level of rules was still something that ordinary ninth-rank individuals could not resist.

Several hours later, the gray light dissipated, and a figure emerged from it.

It depicted a middle-aged man.

He was tall and had a resolute face, with long gray hair that floated in the air.

His eyes were dark gray, like two bottomless vortexes, containing endless destruction and devouring power.

He wore a gray robe, the surface of which was covered with countless fine runes, each rune representing a rule.

He stood there, emanating no aura whatsoever, yet the surrounding void trembled, as if in fear of his presence.

He raised his right hand, looked at his palm, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"Not bad, although it can only unleash the power of the ninth rank, it's enough."

"After all, in this universe, the ninth rank is already the limit that living beings can reach."

"As for me, although I possess ninth-order power, my rules and my essence are tenth-order."

"In this universe, there is no ninth-tier being who can be my match."

He lowered his right hand, his gaze piercing through the void, and turned toward the direction of Fallen God Island.

"Cosmic consciousness... I've arrived."

His figure vanished from the spot and appeared on the outskirts of Fallen God Island in the next instant.

On Fallen God Island, the defensive restrictions are operating at full capacity.

Countless rays of colorful light surged from the island, coalescing into a massive barrier in the void.

Countless runes flowed across the surface of the barrier, each rune containing the final power of the cosmic consciousness.

These defensive barriers were set up by the cosmic consciousness before it went into slumber, specifically to prevent people from the misty world from entering.

Over the countless years, these defensive barriers have withstood countless attacks.

Even the eight ninth-tier warriors under the command of the God of Mist, working together, could not break through this barrier.

But at this moment, facing the incarnation of the God of Mist, these defensive restrictions were as flimsy as paper.

The avatar raised its right hand and gently pointed out with a finger.

A gray light emanated from his fingertips, transforming into a thin beam of light.

The beam of light was only as thick as a finger, but the power it contained was terrifying.

The beam of light is positioned on the barrier.

Click—click—

Countless cracks appeared on the barrier, spreading out like a spider web and instantly covering the entire barrier.

Then, the barrier shattered.

It turned into countless colorful fragments, drifting in the void.

The fragments shimmered with a faint light, then slowly dimmed, and finally disappeared into the void.

The defensive barriers that the cosmic consciousness had spent countless years setting up completely collapsed under the finger of the incarnation of the God of Mist.

The avatar withdrew its finger and stepped into Fallen God Island.

On Fallen God Island, the training grounds that were once used to test survivors, and the high-level skeletons that once caused countless survivors to perish, are now useless in front of the avatar.

He passed through the first checkpoint, and before the skeletons guarding the checkpoint could even make a move, they were crushed into powder by his aura.

He passed the second test, and before those complex formations could be activated, they were dismantled by his power.

He passed the third level, and before those powerful illusions could take effect, they were torn apart by his will.

A quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the deepest part of Fallen God Island.

That is where the consciousness of the universe lies dormant.

A colorful sphere of light floated in the void. The sphere was only a few meters in diameter, far smaller than the core of the God of Mist.

The surface of the sphere of light shimmered with colorful rays of light, which, though beautiful, were already very faint.

Around the sphere of light, a gray mist was constantly encroaching, gradually swallowing up the colorful light.

That was the power of the Mist God's true form, seeping out from its core and slowly consuming the last vestiges of the universe's consciousness.

The avatar walked up to the ball of light and looked down at it.

A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Cosmic consciousness, you've finally fallen into my hands."

Within the sphere of light, the voice of cosmic consciousness resounded, faint and weary.

"You...you won't succeed..."

The avatar chuckled lightly: "Won't succeed? You think that little brat named Lin Xiao can save you?"

"Stop dreaming. He's just an eighth-level ant. Even if he's a little special, it doesn't change anything."

"Once my true form is fully awakened, this universe will become my nourishment."

"And you will become a part of me."

He raised his right hand and grabbed the colorful ball of light.

The ball of light trembled violently in his hand, its colorful rays flashing desperately as it tried to break free.

But the gray light that transformed into it locked the orb firmly, preventing it from escaping.

"Struggle, the more you struggle, the better," the avatar said with a smile, his eyes full of mockery.

The more you struggle, the more pain you experience.

"And I enjoy seeing other people suffer the most."

Within the sphere of light, the voice of cosmic consciousness rang out once more, still faint, but with a hint of determination.

"You...will fail..."

"Lin Xiao... will stop you..."

The avatar's smile froze, a hint of coldness flashing in its eyes.

"Then let him come."

"I'll make him see with his own eyes how he fails."

He turned around, grabbed the colorful orb of light, and flew towards the deepest part of the misty world.

Behind them, Fallen God Island began to collapse.

Those once magnificent buildings and powerful restrictions began to crumble, collapse, and dissipate after losing the support of cosmic consciousness.

Within minutes, the entire Fallen God Island was reduced to ruins.

Then, the ruins were engulfed by the gray mist and disappeared completely into the void.

Fallen God Island, this once incredibly terrifying place, this place that once carried the last hope of the universe's consciousness, no longer exists.