Dimensional Descent

This was the first time that Leonel was in a world like this one. It felt ominous and could easily make a person feel small. The vastness of an ocean wasn't something that could be easily fathomed. Even as a person now of the Sixth Dimension, it still filled Leonel with thoughts of inferiority in a way that even the vastness of space couldn't.

However, Leonel still faced it all with a smile, the tip of his spear trembling slightly.

Right then, suddenly and without any sort of precursor, Leonel stepped forward and pierced. His movements were fluid and without hitching, everything about his form touching onto a pinnacle of perfection that most couldn't fathom.

With every step he took, the waters rippled. And with every pierce, they split apart.

Waves rose and the blue waters rushed upward like a pair of tsunamis, seemingly looking to swallow Leonel whole but being completely unable to crash down around him as his movements only became more and more fierce.

One step, two, three.

The creatures lurking in the vast blue ocean couldn't even complete their attacks or surface. The moment they touched the dome of Leonel's senses, he would pierce outward, his motions unhurried and unbothered.

His Spear Force seemed to reap God Runes. Mighty constructs that could instill fear in others didn't seem capable of even causing Leonel's expression to change. Whether it was soft and weak flesh or sturdy and hard scaled, his spear pierced through them all just as easily, a radiant golden light flourishing around him as though he was insistent on becoming the new center of the world.

in his hands, a mighty scythe of gold splitting

reveal an enormous leviathan-like creature which didn't even get the chance to roar out in pain before it

looked down beneath his feet without much of a change to his expression. Then, he took a step forward, vanishing into the next

very great at all, after all, he still hadn't used much more than a fraction of his strength or trump cards. But he could feel that the gap between the

the 47th, he finally felt that he was reaching a point where more and more of his strength was

like this to happen. The gap between the Sixth and Seventh Dimensions was simply too enormous. Even the likes of the Cataclysm Generation, despite having reached the peak of the Sixth Dimension, wouldn't dare to

saying

Seventh Dimension. They didn't exist. And this was especially so for those who

the Conventional Path. Someone on the Conventional Path, so long as they had a bit of talent, could force their way into the Seventh

do this. No amount of resources could allow you to progress in the God Path. The only method of advancing

the Sixth Dimension

9 mostly using methods of the Conventional Path. But, upon reaching the pinnacle, unless

the beginning of the God Path lay, the Seventh was where it blossomed and grew, and without proper fertilization and enough soul, this blooming would fail ten out ten times. This was the

why members of the Cataclysm Generation could fight Tier 7 individuals right out the gate, and also why

in the title it held. To be a Quasi Seventh Dimensional existence was akin to be like a

radiating from the waters below, his own expression couldn't help but turn cold,