A Writer's Transmigration With A System

Li Jiwen watched closely and he could feel that there was something weird about Fang Zun at the moment.

He looked like he had already been here before, but Fang Zun somehow did not think about it.

He just did it out of sheer will without a thought.

Li Jiwen thought, ’That is weird. That is truly weird.’

Fang Zun fell through the air as if he were a literal comet.

He did not stop as his body crushed hundreds, thousands, upon millions of monsters below. Snakes, lizardmen, different monsters and different entities of different kinds and looks were all crushed into nothing by his own body as he was falling through the air nonstop and without even a second motion of stopping or a look of stopping at all.

This power and this actual might through Fang Zun’s own existence was so powerful that every existence that looked at it and tried to stop it from going deeper and deeper into the abyss itself could not do it.

This was power beyond all of them, and only those ancient gods that had already resided within the abyss itself would ever think about stopping Fang Zun at the moment.

Li Jiwen watched in horror as he saw different monsters that could topple down cities upon cities, and even some of them could have taken down entire powerful and almost nigh infinite continents that had already filled the world that he was in.

He had never expected to see such an existence and such power within the realms that he was in at the moment.

This power alone was so fearful to him that he could never think about it, and he could never actually think of stopping it even if he entered such level and such might as well.

Such a terrible place made him feel just how powerful the difference between the dream realm and the actual realm of the living and the world of cultivation that he was in at the moment truly was.

This difference was so powerful that Li Jiwen could tell that Fang Zun himself, even if he was considered top tier, would not be stopped even if the gods descended from their own thrones within the abyss itself.

They would never be able to stop Fang Zun.

This was just how powerful that man was, and just how powerful and many his powers were at the moment.

Li Jiwen was actually for the first time in such a long time fearful, and as well, with great respect and great appreciation for Fang Zun.

He could tell that Fang Zun was no normal cultivator, and he would never be considered normal, even by the standards of the dream realm.

He was a monster.

That made him think about the system that Fang Zun had already thought about once or twice since he had already been a parasite inside his own existence.

Fang Zun had mentioned that his system was something that was very easy in practice, but very different in thought.

The system was something that was straight up usable, unlike Li Jiwen’s.

It was something that he himself could never think about.

He could tell that Fang Zun’s own system was much different than his.

Fang Zun’s system was only with one ability alone.

It was to help Fang Zun turn his own existence into that of an existence that was communicating with other versions of himself through the multiverse and through the bubble in its entirety and through timelines themselves.

As Old Jun had already mentioned before, time was so weird in existence and was so vast and unfathomable to the point that Old Jun himself could not explain it in easy terms.

It was neither a line and neither a circle. It was neither of them and all of them.

It was a spiral, but not a spiral. It was everything and nothing, as he called it.

Fang Zun understood that as well.

But now, Li Jiwen thought about how exactly Fang Zun could communicate with his own versions other than this one from this timeline and how he could use that knowledge to his own power.

He understood that most knowledge that Fang Zun had already had was from his other versions through the multiverse.

Now Li Jiwen understood something else as Fang Zun was descending through the hell that was the abyss.

He understood one thing and one thing alone now: that Fang Zun had some kind of connection to the place that he was going to at the moment, and it was probably just why exactly his own system was still working and he could even steal the system of Old Jun’s brother as he called it.

Yes, that was something that Li Jiwen had already come to know.

Old Jun’s brother was a transmigrator with a system as well.

Li Jiwen had already known that Old Jun’s brother was indeed a transmigrator.

But the matter that he had a system and as well was killed by Fang Zun, and not actually the heavenly Dao as far as Old Jun had already believed.

That made Li Jiwen in his own mind think about if there are even other cultivators and other transmigrators as well that had already been living here and hiding within this world, and hiding especially from Fang Zun.

But he would not think too much about the matter.

He understood that even if a transmigrator wanted to hide from Fang Zun, he would still be found, just like him.

Fang Zun was almost all powerful in the lower realms as he thought him to be.

He understood that Fang Zun was much more powerful and much more different than any cultivator or any transmigrator that he had known or even written before.

He had already known the mind of Fang Zun and how he thinks.

But he still did not understand it as much as he wanted.

Fang Zun was a mystery.

To think about Old Jun’s brother, that was a miserable existence indeed.

He had not even survived a couple of months.

He was killed and his own system stolen by Fang Zun, the monster, the blade of death, as they call him.

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