Chapter 142: This Script Is a Bit Different

As soon as he landed after teleportation, Gune felt a scorching heat.

The heat was so intense that it felt like his lungs were on fire with every breath.

But after just one breath, Gune adapted to the scorching environment.

Having adapted to the scorching environment,

with the blooming of his Source Power breathing, Gune immediately felt a sense of emptiness, vastness, smoothness, and naturalness blooming in his heart.

Gune felt as if his entire body and mind had relaxed.

It was like a large fish trapped in a pond breaking free and entering a vast, endless ocean.

Feeling his mind bloom and ripple, Gune couldn't help but ponder slightly.

"Indeed, the old man of the Ghost Sea was right; this large-scale transcendent world is more suitable for cultivation."

"Small-scale transcendent worlds have a low upper limit of power, so achievements are relatively low, while large-scale transcendent worlds have a much higher upper limit."

"Even with the same talent, one's future achievements in a large-scale transcendent world will be far greater than in a small one."

As Gune quickly adapted, the surrounding bright light gradually dissipated.

Then Gune noticed something was off.

He found himself inside a tower.

The entire tower was filled with an aura of age and the sedimentation of time.

The problem wasn't with the tower.

But outside the tower.

At that moment, outside the tower,

many small giants, three and a half to nearly four meters tall, with skin like granite, wearing various transcendent equipment, stood in batches outside the tower, staring at him like statues.

When Gune saw the strange 'Source Power Marks' on the foreheads of these small giant-like alien humans,

his expression tightened slightly.

"These alien humans are actually a Source Power race."

"They are a transcendent race naturally attuned to Source Power, born with considerable transcendent traits."

"In other words, they might be elite-level in spiritual transcendent traits or physical bloodline transcendent traits from birth."

"Coupled with their innate ability to attune to Source Power, this gives them a unique advantage in transcendent professions."

"Even among races with bloodlines, very few clansmen have Source Power Marks."

"I didn't expect this race to have so many."

At that moment, Gune did not rashly flee, as he felt no hostility from them.

All he sensed was curiosity and surprise from the many gazes converging on him.

Moreover, even if he wanted to escape, he might not be able to.

The three burly small giant humans in front gave Gune a feeling of standing on the edge of an abyss.

Even the aura of terror and death lightly emanated from them.

Gune could roughly deduce that if he made any unusual move, they could instantly strike and kill him.

After all, he wasn't even a Transcendent Master.

"These must be powerful beings at the Divine Envoy level," Gune thought to himself.

"And behind them are all powerful Transcendent Masters, each capable of killing me."

"Further back are all peak late-stage and peak sixth-order experts, each with thick spirit and full Source Power. Some formidable ones even have fluctuations of profound meaning."

"Indeed, this powerful alien transcendent world is truly incomparable to the Oya Continent."

As he pondered, Gune quickly shut down his Eye of Fate's probing.

Before Gune could make a move,

one of the alien experts standing in the middle outside the stone tower stepped forward.

He then placed a black material scroll on the tower steps.

Then he lightly gestured with one hand, condensed a catalyst channel, and pointed at the black leather scroll.

"Let me receive it via catalyst?" Gune was secretly surprised.

After a moment of thought, Gune smiled lightly.

"This... seems a bit different from the script I imagined!"

Earlier, Gune had guessed there would be danger, or that the teleportation point would be deep in the wilderness, hundreds of kilometers from civilization, or worse, he'd die on arrival.

But he never expected that top-tier Divine Envoy-level powerful beings

would be waiting for him near the teleportation point.

And the lineup looked extraordinary.

Divine Envoy-level experts were close to the peak combat power of the Oya Continent.

Yet now, such powerful forces were waiting for his arrival.

With a wave of his hand, a puppet thread had already grasped the scroll.

With a thought, the constructed Source Power catalyst channel touched the black material scroll.

At the same time, Gune's mind raced.

"So many experts are waiting for me here."

"Is it a coincidence that they mistook me for someone else?"

"Or is it?"

Gune's eyes narrowed slightly.

"For some other reason?"

As the catalyst received, the information within the black material scroll slowly bloomed in Gune's mind.

At the same time, Gune gradually digested the information.

The information contained was a language called 'Eler Common Tongue,' evolved from the ancient spell language 'Giant Beast Language.'

And this language was exactly what the group of experts before him used.

"Teaching me the language—this is to let me communicate with them."

As he thought, Gune quickly understood the language.

After about ten minutes, Gune estimated that basic communication in this language was no longer a problem, so he lightly spoke in 'Eler Common Tongue.'

"Seniors, what business do you have here?"

"Our Hall Master ordered us to wait for someone here, and we guess it's likely you, sir."

"Hall Master, waiting for someone, likely me?" Gune's brow twitched slightly.

"Arranged by the Ghost Sea old man? That shouldn't be."

"Otherwise, the Ghost Sea old man wouldn't have explained things to me so meticulously and made arrangements beforehand."

"This matter is indeed strange; guessing blindly won't determine the situation."

"Well, I'll first safely conceal my own information and then take it step by step."

"Waiting for me?" Gune smiled lightly.

"Although I am not powerful, I am not someone easily probed or tracked."

"I think, seniors, you should speak more clearly."

As soon as Gune said this,

the three Divine Envoy experts in front were slightly moved.

At such close range, they could naturally see the strength of this alien transcendent.

This guy's realm was undoubtedly weak, only at the high-level fifth-order transcendent level.

Anyone here had a higher transcendent realm than him.

But they didn't expect this transcendent to dare speak such words.

Combined with what the Hall Master had said earlier, they vaguely sensed that the person the Hall Master spoke of was very likely this one.

"The Hall Master did not say much. If you wish to understand in detail, please come with us. Once you see the Hall Master, he can resolve all your doubts."

"You should know, sir, that the Hall Master is a cultivator of the Profound Meaning of Fate."

"Profound Meaning of Fate?" Gune's expression shifted slightly.

"So that's it. I clearly severed my fate shackles long ago, basically preventing anyone from probing my traces and information through fate threads and such."

"So it's a cultivator of the Profound Meaning of Fate."

"The Profound Meaning of Fate is not something one can normally sense; it seems one must have a very special aspect to glimpse the path of the Profound Meaning of Fate."

After a moment of thought, Gune nodded slightly.

"No problem."

After all, Gune had come to this large-scale transcendent world to contact powerful beings.

Now that a powerful being had noticed him and seemed to bear no ill will, going to meet him was perfectly fine.