"Prompt: Your talent in the real world has achieved a breakthrough!" "Prompt: Your innate ability has evolved.

The original talent bottleneck has been officially elevated." "Prompt: Contractor 1018's innate ability has been formally promoted." "Sigh of the Death God (Passive).

Any damage dealt to you is forcibly reduced by 50 to 200 points.

This reduction value scales with the damage inflicted by the enemy, with the maximum reduction effect (200 points) triggered when the〖True〗Damage you suffer is greater than or equal to 220 points.

If the attack damage is less than 50 points, 1 point of health will be forcibly deducted." "The duration of any abnormal status effect upon you will be additionally reduced by 50%.

This effect can stack with stamina exemption effects, but the total reduction of the abnormal status duration cannot exceed 70%.

You gain the active ability Absorb, instantly drawing abnormal status effects from any friendly unit within fifty meters onto yourself." "When the enemy's next strike is likely to push you into a near-death state, this blow, upon reducing your health to 0, will trigger the Sigh of the Death God, converting the enemy's remaining〖True〗Attack Power into a healing effect.

The healing effect triggered by the Sigh of the Death God will restore a minimum of 20% health, but cannot exceed 50% health.

The cooldown for the Sigh of the Death God is 72 hours." "Initiating priority verification for the Sigh of the Death God ability.........

Data querying in progress." "Query complete: Similar abilities found in the external link database, assessment in progress......." "Sigh of the Death God is evaluated as an S-rank talent.

There is still room for growth.

Its priority is.........

Data corruption in progress, unable to assess the priority of this innate ability! Therefore, others cannot perceive your innate ability, nor can you display your innate ability to others in any way." "Query reveals Contractor 1018 possesses another near-death trigger ability: Life Link, so you have the freedom to choose the priority trigger right between the two." "Hmm, it seems the evolution is quite satisfactory, judging by the system prompts.

Information on similar abilities obtained from the external link database? The external link database...

doesn't that mean other dimensions? There are actually others evolving in a similar direction to me?" "But the priority of my innate ability is still showing data corruption.

It seems quite impressive." "The dimension mentioned that my talent still has room to ascend, yet this breakthrough was the result of long accumulation, finally emerging under immense pressure between life and death.

Even if I face life and death again in the future, it will be hard to feel such intensity." "This means that breakthroughs achieved under such stringent conditions are almost insurmountable.

So, where is the next avenue for my talent to improve? My own potential seems nearly exhausted.

Could it be that the next breakthrough point will require an external medium?" Considering this, Fang Senyan couldn't help but think of the vast, boundless Ocean of Stars, the outwardly strong but internally weak Empire, and the mysterious Bell Tower Research Institute, which seemed shrouded in a thick, bloody cloud.

He couldn't help but give a wry smile; that place still seemed completely beyond his reach for now.

After soaking in the hot spring for nearly an hour, Fang Senyan felt that the injuries inside his body had roughly healed.

Although there was still pain where the bones were broken, it was no longer a major issue and would not negatively affect his movement.

However, the moment he abruptly climbed out of the hot spring, **he was immediately jolted by a shivering blast of cold wind.

He instantly realized that emerging wearing wet clothes would freeze him into an icicle within minutes, and if he tried to walk, his clothes would crackle like armor.

Fang Senyan pondered for a moment, then started swimming toward a warmer section of the water.

He discovered a shallow cave beneath the rock face where no ice or snow had accumulated; it seemed to be the source, a spring vent for the hot spring.

As Fang Senyan swam into the cave, the water temperature immediately became scalding.

He grimaced, enduring the heat, and quickly stripped down to nothing in three swift motions.

Then, he wrung out his soaked clothes and spread them out on the nearby scorching hot rocks, estimating they would dry soon.

After that, he swiftly swam back to the adjacent warm water area.

At this point, Fang Senyan thought of something else: why could the mysterious voice, existing in another parallel world, be so certain that this location had a hot spring? The only explanation suggested that the geological features of parallel worlds should be identical.

Of course, due to different levels of human activity, the development of the Earth might vary, but in such desolate and harsh terrain, human influence should be minimal.

That's why the mysterious voice was so confident that jumping off the cliff wouldn't result in death.

Otherwise, if some resort had built a hot spring facility in a scenic area like this, even believing the voice and jumping might result in splattering onto the resort's roof instead of landing safely.

Thinking of this mysterious voice, Fang Senyan couldn't help but admire the depth of the individual's cunning and foresight.

Their mastery of human psychology was top-tier, even anticipating Fang Senyan's mental processes and reactions.

But there's a saying: man proposes, but God disposes.

Human calculations always have limits, while the calculations of the heavens are infinite.

No matter how astute that mysterious voice was, it could never have foreseen that a few Nepalese porters would choose robbery and murder by pushing him off the mountain, while a powerful figure like Fang Senyan, capable of dispatching a thousand of them effortlessly, would foolishly walk right into the trap...

With this realization, Fang Senyan immediately grasped another point: if the mysterious voice was as far-sighted as he deduced, there must be subsequent steps! It wouldn't just end here.

He thought carefully, took a deep breath, and dove downwards.

Underwater, it was predictably pitch black, but Fang Senyan's eyes faintly captured a hazy glimmer of light.

He fought the discomfort of the sulfur irritating his eyes and swiftly swam closer, discovering the light source was a stone—a treasure virtually priceless in ancient times, known as a 'night-luminous pearl.' In reality, it was a type of mineral called fluorite.

It glows because it contains a certain degree of radioactivity, which is why those who possessed night-luminous pearls in ancient times usually met unfortunate ends...

Beneath that stone lay a string of Dzi beads.

This string of Dzi beads was small enough to be worn as a bracelet, and the beads themselves exuded a mysterious aura.

As soon as Fang Senyan put them on his wrist, he felt they were far superior to the previous string; at the very least, they immediately began to resonate with his body, establishing contact with the mysterious voice from the other plane. "You have succeeded, as expected.

If you hadn't, this artifact's resonance wouldn't have been triggered.

Congratulations on crossing the barrier between life and death.

Next, you must trust me more, worship me, just as you trust the blessings and nurturing grace of the sky and the earth.

This is the only path to success..." The first thing Fang Senyan heard was this soft whisper—or rather, brainwashing.

The mysterious voice assumed that Fang Senyan must trust him enough to entrust his life to him, which is why he jumped so rashly.

Having just undergone the crucible of life and death in the air, his power greatly increased, and his mind must be at its most vulnerable.

What better time for indoctrination? Unfortunately, the voice had no idea that Fang Senyan's experiences, if not witnessed firsthand, were entirely unimaginable! Thus, this performance was completely wasted effort.

And Fang Senyan, being extremely shrewd, immediately adopted an appearance of overwhelming excitement, trembling slightly as he spoke: "You...

you are now my faith, my sovereign.

Your words shall become the standard for my actions.

Do I have the honor of knowing your name?" "My full name is: Zhaoyou Jhangjia Rêloc Gyatso! You shall call me Master Rêloc." The name Rêloc had once left a glorious legacy in the Nightmare Space.

He hadn't lied to Fang Senyan earlier; he was indeed someone who had previously entered the space and successfully left, a tremendously powerful specialist in physical attributes, who once held a long-standing position among the top ten powerhouses, the 'Mountain Dweller.' In his parallel world, this individual had successfully founded a grand Lamaist sect with hundreds of thousands of glorious followers.

Therefore, from any perspective, he possessed ample experience to guide Fang Senyan.

Of course, his true intentions were hard to ascertain, but one thing was certain: Rêloc was not a person who enjoyed helping others before, nor is he now, nor will he be in the future! Destiny has strangely connected these two individuals; what purpose it serves remains unknown.

(PS: Rêloc is an important character who appeared in my previous work, Ace Evolution.

He is also a monstrous figure, and it was precisely because I didn't feel I had fully explored him then that I shaped Fang Senyan into a physical specialist and MT.

Interested comrades can check it out.) "Venerable One? This guy turns out to be a charlatan," flashed through Fang Senyan's mind like lightning.

However, while his cunning might be slightly inferior to Rêloc's, his meticulous logic surpassed it.

Acting on the principle that not taking an advantage is a fool's game, he first lavished compliments, then spoke with feigned trepidation: "Master, your disciple is still lost in confusion.

My path ahead remains obscured."