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  The night over Ashenfall Forest felt wrong.

  Not silent — restrained.

  Even the wind moved carefully between the dead trees, whispering through shattered branches as though afraid to awaken something ancient buried beneath the soil.

  Long Chen stopped at the forest’s edge.

  He did not rush forward.

  His gaze swept across the darkness, measuring distance, terrain, danger. Instinct urged movement, yet experience demanded patience.

  A true hunter never entered unknown territory blindly.

  Ashenfall carried the scent of forgotten wars — burned earth, rusted blood, and lingering power that refused to fade. The trees twisted toward the sky like frozen screams, bark scorched black as if lightning had punished them for centuries.

  Legends claimed no one left this forest unchanged.

  Long Chen believed it.

  Because change was the price of growth.

  Inside his chest, the Eclipse Divine Slate trembled.

  Not violently.

  Eagerly.

  A faint pulse echoed through his ribs, resonating with something deep within the forest.

  Hollow Fragment detected.

  His eyes narrowed.

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  “A fragment… of law?”

  The Slate responded without hesitation.

  A shattered primordial law.

  Only beings capable of breaking reality itself could leave such remnants behind.

  Long Chen stepped forward.

  Immediately—

  pressure descended.

  Not gravity.

  Existence rejection.

  The world resisted his presence.

  Air thickened. Sound dulled. Every movement felt delayed, as if reality questioned whether he was allowed to exist here at all.

  A normal cultivator would collapse instantly.

  Long Chen continued walking.

  Bones cracked softly as evolving density reshaped his body. Pain surged through nerves and marrow.

  Accepted.

  Adaptation followed.

  His breathing stabilized. His steps regained balance.

  Foundation approaching Limit Devourer threshold.

  Then—

  the forest moved.

  A shadow erupted from darkness.

  Gravewind Fenrir.

  Twelve feet of sharpened instinct and battlefield mutation. Its attack carried absolute killing intent.

  Claws pierced his chest.

  Blood flowed—

  then stopped.

  Muscle tightened. Cells evolved. Flesh adapted.

  The wound sealed before weakness could form.

  Long Chen’s hand shot upward, gripping the beast’s throat mid-motion.

  His eyes remained calm.

  “Pain is information,” he said quietly.

  CRACK.

  The beast fell lifeless.

  Silence reclaimed the forest.

  From its corpse drifted a black shard.

  Reality bent around it.

  The Slate issued a single command:

  Absorb.

  The moment his fingers touched the fragment—

  the world vanished.

  A sky without a sun.

  A colossal black circle.

  An eye.

  Ancient. Patient. Measuring.

  You are still small.

  Pressure descended like judgment itself.

  Long Chen did not resist.

  He observed.

  Analyzed.

  Remembered.

  Then the vision shattered.

  The fragment merged into him.

  His aura deepened — not stronger, but heavier.

  Endless.

  Bottomless.

  ?? Limit Breaker — Phase 2: Body Beyond Threshold awakened.

  Pain tolerance increased. Survival probability expanded. Combat adaptation doubled.

  For the first time—

  revenge felt smaller than destiny.

  Deep within Ashenfall Forest, something ancient stirred in response to his existence.

  The Slate trembled.

  Warning… Ancient Entity detected.

  A faint smile appeared on Long Chen’s lips.

  “Good.”

  Because limits only existed to be devoured.

  End of Chapter 15

  Thank you for walking this path with Long Chen.

  Each trial shapes his strength — the next gate is already opening.

  Contin

  ue to the next chapter.

  Author: R. Limitless

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