In the end, the entire incident amounted to nothing more than a joint military exercise by several nuclear-armed nations, followed by a few tentative strikes.
After launching a handful of missiles and blasting those deep-sea monsters to pieces, they quickly lost interest.
Perhaps it was the existence of nuclear weapons that gave them enough confidence—
enough to believe they no longer needed to fear these monsters.
Some far-sighted Cyber Cultivators tried to warn them.
They pointed out that the Ocean Titans were frantically absorbing Cyber Aura.
If left unchecked—
it would not be long before the world once again entered an Age of Dharma Decline.
But in the face of such warnings, most people chose to ignore them or remain indifferent.
This left those Cyber Cultivators both heartbroken and helpless.
Yet, given their limited influence, they ultimately had no choice but to let it go.
…
…
What arrogant humans failed to realize was this—
as the Ocean Titans continuously absorbed Cyber Aura,
their bodies were becoming increasingly powerful… and increasingly perfect.
Their originally pieced-together forms rapidly fused into a unified whole.
This was the nature of Cyber Aura.
It possessed an instinct—
the ability to automatically correct genetic defects within its host.
It eliminated disease.
Refined flaws.
Continuously improved imperfect genes.
It could even repair damaged bodies,
pushing all life toward a state where "everyone is like a dragon."
Thus, all cultivators shared a common trait:
the stronger they became, the more perfect they grew—
and the more perfect they were, the stronger they became.
A self-reinforcing cycle.
And for the Ocean Titans, forcibly fused with Ghidorah's bloodline—
this effect was nothing short of miraculous.
As their levels rose,
the fusion between their chaotic bodies and Ghidorah's genes became increasingly stable.
Increasingly complete.
Among them, the most outstanding individuals began to resemble true dragons.
Not entirely—
their bodies were still serpentine or fish-like,
lacking wings, claws, and tails—
but their heads…
their aura…
were already unmistakably draconic.
…
…
By the twentieth year since the Cyber Dimension descended,
the entire world had entered a frenzied era of universal cultivation.
Cyber Aura filled every corner of the Earth.
The speed of condensing Spirit Coins increased dramatically.
And notably—
the Continental Hotel did not raise the price of the Golden Book Jade Page.
This allowed ordinary people to finally gain the opportunity to step onto the path of cultivation.
In truth, the High Table no longer needed to withhold such minor resources.
Through the contracts embedded in the Golden Book Jade Page,
the Cyber Aura they harvested daily had already become inexhaustible.
Even the upper-class families saw their reserves grow larger by the day.
Every day—
tens of thousands of cultivators broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage,
completing their first true transformation.
And beyond that—
thousands succeeded in condensing their Golden Core.
The Golden Core merged with the Soul Core,
forming a complete and self-sustaining system.
Xiao had even integrated the power of the Sun Barrier into the Soul Dantian Method.
Although true superluminal flight was still impossible without the Sun Matrix,
this inherent field allowed Golden Core cultivators to form something extraordinary—
a domain.
Within their domain,
they could freely shape the surrounding environment.
A small, independent world.
Through this, Cyber Cultivators could wield the power of the Golden Core directly,
gaining the astonishing ability to traverse space.
Though still limited—
even rapid travel to and from the Moon remained difficult—
it did not prevent Golden Core cultivators from freely moving between Earth and orbit.
Many chose to establish space stations,
turning them into personal cultivation dojos.
The reason was simple:
energy.
The energy present in space was far more abundant.
Solar radiation.
Cosmic forces.
All of it could be absorbed.
Far superior to drawing power from cities.
Because on Earth—
that was no longer permitted.
Authorities had long banned cultivators from siphoning electricity.
Even so, cities still suffered enormous losses.
Each city lost the equivalent of tens of millions in electricity every month.
And a single Golden Core cultivator—
could drain an entire city dry.
No nation could afford such consumption.
Thus, the rule was clear:
Golden Core cultivators must go to space.
…
…
But just as humanity entered this golden age of cultivation—
the warnings of those few finally came true.
Overnight—
Cyber Aura levels dropped.
Sharply.
Alarmingly.
All cultivators hurriedly connected to the Cyber Dimension,
seeking answers.
But no explanation came.
The Cyber Dimension simply—
shut off the flow.
As the saying goes:
"Born of hardship, die in comfort."
Xiao had no intention of nurturing a world full of freeloaders.
He could not provide unlimited resources.
Every strand of Cyber Aura—
was something he had painstakingly gathered.
Normally, he would plant a single seed in a world,
allowing it to grow and spread naturally.
But here—
he had poured in far more than usual.
All for the sake of testing the Soul Dantian Method.
Over twenty years, the investment had been immense.
Across four worlds, only 365 million had embarked on cultivation.
But in this world alone—
there were over five billion Cyber Cultivators.
Countless Foundation Establishment experts.
Thousands of Golden Core cultivators.
The cost was staggering.
Even with the support of several Eternal Source Rings,
it was difficult to sustain.
In truth, the supply had not been cut off out of unwillingness—
but necessity.
The Cyber Dimension had already released ninety percent of its reserves.
It was nearly depleted.
And so—
it was time for this world to repay its debt.
Xiao would begin reclaiming his investment.
At the same time—
he would push the world into chaos.
Force cultivators into constant struggle.
Only through an apocalypse—
could he truly test whether the Soul Dantian Method had hidden flaws.
Only then—
could it be perfected.
The era of abundance had ended.
What followed—
was survival.
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