The portal closing, Alexander waved them goodbye, ignoring their ashen faces. After it closed, back to its slit shape, no ordinary people would be able to enter.

His body fading away, Alexander slowly turned invisible, his smile still growing.

'Welcome! Welcome to the tiger's den! Welcome to Hell!'

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The sealed world of a fallen expert was filled with marvelous sceneries and enchanting treasures. It had been a few hours since it opened, and many disciples were already filling their pockets with goods of all kinds.

"Isn't this a Seven Waves Lotus?! I must bring it back!"

"Why? Isn't that lotus a drug? Why do you... never mind." Averting his gaze from a chubby disciple in blue robes, a slender disciple returned to his duties of utter plunder.

They were surrounded by a lush jungle of vibrant colors, icy winds cooling them from the heat.

Interrupting them both was a young man. He looked plain if not for his elegant demeanor and otherworldly charm.

This young man was their leader, and the most talented disciple of the Ghlovor Sect, which came to this sealed world representing one of the four powers of this region.

"Senior brother Jun! How has your scouting been? We have amassed countless treasures already!" Reporting to the young man, the slender disciple cupped his fists with a slight bow.

"It has been great, keep everything well, I'll be right back." Walking away, the man addressed as Jun disappeared in the darkness of the jungle, leaving behind the two disciples showered with a warm light from above.

'These two aren't bad. This place is not bad either! I can most likely reach a higher realm if I obtain this place's legacy!'

'System!'

Shouting in his mind, the young man saw a panel of light form in front of his very eyes.

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[Status]

Name : Jun Lex Argon

Age : 4 136

Titles : Gracious Space Emperor (former), Space Immortal (former), Disciple of Zan Ulgor (???), Core Disciple of the Ghlovor Sect.

Cultivation (Visible) : Nascent Soul Realm

Cultivation (Hidden) : Universe Realm

Talent : Limitless

Cultivation Technique : Ten States Universal Scroll (Mastery : 100%)

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'I need that owner's cultivation technique! If I can get it, I might be able to recover to my past life's peak!'

Jun was a young man, formerly powerful. Graced with the system since his new life began, he took on the dream of surpassing his former self.

'I've had a bad feeling ever since earlier... I should go check on them to be sure.' Turning around, Jun walked back to the lighted area where his fellow disciples were. However, the scenery drastically changed since the few minutes he was not around.

'What?!' In front of him, Jun could only see two corpses drenched in blood, surrounded by puddles of red. The entire area had been tainted, as if a wild beast had played with its preys, spraying blood everywhere.

'What happened here?!!'

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Cleaning his red hands, Alexander flew around the sealed world. There was no sky nor anything similar, only greenery everywhere.

'That's the fifty mark.' Just as he thought, Alexander had killed fifty disciples in mere minutes. And since then, he had been caught by no one.

Arriving near a rather big lake, he hid himself amidst the giant swaying leaves. In front of him, a few groups of disciples were bathing or just playing around.

'Relaxed are we? I hope you guys don't forget what kind of place this is.' Even though they seemed to lack cautiousness, they were still disciples of great sects in the region and immortal cultivators themselves. The lake had been thoroughly checked prior to getting near it in greater numbers.

But the actual reason behind this lake's safety, Alexander had already seen through it at a glance. Or more precisely, with a single inspection of his Divine Sense.

At the bottom of the lake, hidden beneath dirt and pebbles, a strange symbol on a piece of rectangular stone.

'There are some at the Golden Core Realm and even others at the Nascent Soul Realm. Yet, not a single moron managed to catch a glimpse of it.'

'It is kind of sad in a way. They will get a surprise on the other hand. Let's pray they enjoy it!' Waving his arm, Alexander injected a few drops of Origin Energy.

The symbol glowing a bright cobalt light, it caused the lake to rumble, and to spawn waves.

"What is going on?" A young woman the first to notice, she asked a fellow disciple next to her.

"I don't know! Maybe the guys are... oh, they began noticing it." Turning around, they watched a few men on the opposite side of the lake panic.

"Don't you guys find it boring?"

"Huh?"

"Who?!"

Surprised, both men and women were startled by a strange voice speaking directly to their mind. It was none other than Alexander, currently gazing down on them from above the lake. His hands behind his back, he showed a slight smile, entertained by the sight beneath.

Cries of help, screams of agony, he heard them all.

"What is this?!! Help!!"

"It's pointless. There is no way to run. Stop dreaming and obediently die here." Answering a few calls with either sarcasm or plain words of despair, Alexander saw a giant blue shark fifteen times his size chase people in the water. To avoid people flying, Alexander made sure to exert enough pressure to keep them down, accidentally drowning the unlucky few.

"A sealed world should have the adequate difficulty, do you not think so?" Maddened from the glee of superiority, the power of supremacy, Alexander enjoyed himself, satiating the innate bloodthirst countless races had.

'And now, onto the main dish...' His eyes looking to his left, his vision pierced the jungle, catching three figures of beautiful rainbow lights.

Leaving the calamity beneath, his body vanished.

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Deeper into the jungle, two men and one woman were happily exploring the sealed world. They passed through many dense vegetative places, thick leaves blocking the way forward. Collecting powerful herbs and resources, it was a dream come true for their innate physiques.

One was a charming young man of holiness, a rainbow halo levitating above his head. The other one was a young demoness, her horns and eyes moving rainbows as well. The last one was a younger man, a youth of rainbow claws.

Chatting atop a beach of beige sand next to a forest, they admired this fallen expert and their means.

In the middle of their discussion, they noticed a shadow to have appeared out of nowhere. They were in a triangle, close to one another, yet the shadow of a person was next to theirs.

"And so-"

"What is-"

Slowly looking to the side, one only needing to look up, they saw a dark figure tower over their small statures. Its eyes felt bloodshot yet showed no change, bloodthirst fully tangible. The being next to them was extremely close, as if a ghost, looking down on them with a terrifying gaze.

"What are you guys talking about?" A smile eerily showing, the three felt goosebumps rush up across their skin. This man had been there since a certain amount of time. An amount they could not determine!

Slowly patting the head of the small beastman on his left, Alexander grabbed with ferocity out of nowhere, clutching his head like a ball.

A strenuous pain erupting, the short beastman could tell trouble had arrived.

"Argh! My head! Help me! Guys!!" Wildly rampaging around, the beastman was easily lifted upward, like a toy.

"No use struggling. Escaping from me is impossible. This Alexander is stronger than you little babies could ever imagine." Clutching harder, Alexander's body reacted with happiness, veins bulging across his hand and forearm. His own flesh wanted to reel in the feeling of holding the life of such a rare and talented being. An exotic prize.

'Even in the Universe, if it wasn't for my human race's more aggressive war tactics, exterminating them when young, people with rainbow level talents could become Overlords or close to that level in a heartbeat! I won't let you guys go when aware of this fact!'

The only way to stay higher when talent was involved was to crush the future of others early.

'It doesn't matter if it is a shitty sect, little shit stains like them can overcome the limits of such regions without trouble. They are extremely young, so it's fine... but what about their parents? Their relatives? If it is not just luck, but genes instead...' His mood changing, Alexander failed to control his strength properly, something already difficult to begin with when such a difference in power was in effect, which caused his hand to grip harder.

Cracking sounds causing the other two to shiver, they watched as brain matter and blood exploded on their faces.

"Tsk!" Annoyed at his robes being tainted from filth, Alexander threw the corpse away.

"Rah! My robes! You fucking wastes!" Disappearing, he faded in behind the woman this time.

"One down, I guess you're the next one? Don't feel unlucky, he won't survive either."

Paralyzed from fear, none of the two dared to move a centimeter. Actually, the man did not even dare to breath. Pressing down from above, his clawing hand crushed the woman's body, folding her multiple times, forcing her skull to inevitably reach her soles.

The sight was gruesome and almost made the angel vomit. As for his current fear, it was through the roof.

"And here is the last one. But should you worry about yourself at a time like this? What about your relatives? Well, even then you shouldn't worry about them anyway."

"I..."

"You? You what? Speak!"

"I...I..."

"I don't know?"

"..." His face twitching, Alexander felt blood rush up to his head.

"You don't know? Then just die moron!" His clawing hand impossible to evade, the angel had his head smashed to paste alongside his torso. In the end, only a pair of trembling legs remained.

"Wasting my precious time with your stupid words." Waving his arm, a purple light engulfed the surroundings. Having only utilized his fleshly body, Alexander managed to keep their souls somewhat alive. Unfortunately, even with his body being the only factor involved, it could still cripple souls by accident. A body tempered the way his was did not render this outcome unfathomable.

The souls of the dead containing important information, Alexander shook his head.

'So they were just lucky. None of them have relatives or even friends near their level of talent. The only ones, I already killed them.' Looking down on the mess at his feet, he smirked.

'But I can't play favorites now, can I?' Vanishing again, the sealed world was restless. His earlier massacres discovered, all disciples were on edge. Something Alexander was very happy about.