Rage ?....

As Jiang Chen plummented,his mind clouded with despair,he believed he was transcending into something greater— Moksha ,freedom from the suffering of existence.

But he was wrong

He wasn't attaining liberation

He wasn't reaching enlightenment

He was simply dying

Dying because he felt defeated

Dying because he felt despair

Dying because he felt useless

Dying because he felt like— what's the point in living?

Dying because he saw no reason to live...

And why would he die? By falling to the surface and becoming a meat paste?

No.

How could Jiang Chen, with his cultivation and reforged body, die just from falling?

That's why he wouldn't die from the fall but from the retaliation of the pillar—the Realm itself...

Jiang Chen had not only absorbed the origin fire essence in the realm, but he had also tried to absorb the very source of that essence from the pillar, leaving his absorption halfway...

The pillar became unstable, as more than half of its source was now inside Jiang Chen's body...

And it is a rule that everything—whether an atom, a being made of **7 × 10²⁷** (seven billion billion billion) atoms like a human, or this pillar of uncountable atoms—seeks to reach its stable state.

And how does anything reach a stable state?

Suppose a thief stole your money. You would fight that thief and try to take your money back, right? And in doing so, mishaps can happen—especially when you are a big, strong guy and the thief is just a scrawny little man...

Ah, but how could a scrawny man steal from a big guy?

Simple—because the big guy was sleeping with a full stomach, taking a blissful nap...

Anyway, now the pillar was trying to take back its source from Jiang Chen.

The pillar shone with vibrant energy, and suddenly, a strong shockwave spread in all directions. Everything around the pillar—whether small pillars, boulders, or even the surface—shattered to its very core... except Jiang Chen.

Because as Jiang Chen was falling, an irregularly shaped liquid like entity, with a pulsating orb at its core—like an amoeba—extended its red, liquid-like tendrils made of deep crimson red energy and enveloped him...

Jiang Chen's abdomen shone with a crimson glow as the core of the pillar(core of the liquid like entity which looked like a massive amoeba) acted as if it was drawing energy from him.

As this process began, Jiang Chen's eyes snapped open—it was too painful.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... n-no... noohhh!"

He felt as if his abdomen was being torn open, his organs being pulled out from within.

"Wha... ayyy... what... yyyy... What is happening to me? Ahhhhhhhhhhh... stop... don't... don't tear it... don't pull it... ahhhhhhh... leav... leave me alone..."

The clarity he had lost from his mind... the shine he had lost from his eyes... he regained it, though the process was excruciatingly painful.

Jiang Chen's eyes widened, almost as if they would pop out of their sockets. Blood started leaking from them, and his face became pale—Jiang Chen looked like a ghost, a pale specter with blood dripping from his eyes.

He screamed with such intensity, expressing his pain, that even his lungs started aching.

But this time, it did not make his resolve weaker.

This time, he did not fall into despair... but into rage.

Extreme rage.

"Why... why... why... why? Why the hell am I feeling this pain anyway? Why should I? Right... I didn't choose to come here... I was living my life happily... in my own world with my family... I was suddenly thrown into this world... nobody asked my permission to send me here... so why should I suffer?

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY?

Right... yeah... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK! STOP!

YOU... FUCKING... BIG DICKKKKKKKKKKKK! STOPPPPPPPPP!"

Jiang Chen was seething with extreme rage. On instinct, he exploded with spiritual power, resisting the strong force of attraction from the pillar's core.

His spiritual energy succeeded in resisting—though only for a fleeting moment.

But that was enough.

In his rage, without knowing how, four roots sprouted from his back and started devouring energy from the pillar's core.

But the core resisted, trying to maintain control of its energy.

Jiang Chen, seeing this, grew even angrier. Adrenaline rushed to his head. He poured every last drop of his spiritual energy into the roots, and they began devouring with greater force, triggering a violent tug-of-war.

At times, the energy pull was in Jiang Chen's favor.

Other times, the pillar held its ground.

This battle went on for a long time. Jiang Chen was growing irritated—he didn't have much spiritual energy left.

Because of their push and pull, an energy vortex formed between them—like a black hole—sucking energy from the surroundings with such force that even the pillar's core felt threatened.

Jiang Chen, too, felt the threat. He was being pulled into the vortex... but this only fueled his frustration and rage.

"YOUUUUUU... WORRRMMM...

You think... you can... torture me...? I'll... I willll..."

The phantom of the Asura he had cultivated, the one residing in his consciousness, appeared behind him.

More than a thousand green roots spread outward, all converging toward the vortex.

It started devouring energy like a mad beast.

Jiang Chen's spiritual energy reserves recovered instantly.

He channeled all this power into the Asura phantom, making it absorb with even greater fervor.

And with this endless cycle—absorption, replenishment, and amplification—Jiang Chen's devouring force reached a terrifying peak...

And the pillar trembled.