My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 404: Entering the inverse world

Ethan stood at the border of the prehistoric woods.

The atmosphere remained heavy with the scent of metallic blood and ozone from the recent conflict. Standing behind him like statues of his own dominance were twenty shadow soldiers, warriors who were once renowned Origin Paragons and Eternal Sovereigns. They stood prepared to hunt, expand his legion, and act as his scouts within this immense realm.

However, Ethan’s focus had already shifted elsewhere.

His primary objective was unchanged. He had to locate formidable Inverse beings. These creatures, spawned from the negative plane of reality, possessed the secrets to a level of power that the positive world simply could not offer.

Searching for them by chance across the limitless reaches of the Origin World was a waste of time, and Ethan prized efficiency above all things.

He required a method to cross the threshold.

Ethan sat in the shadow of a colossal tree, his thoughts racing through the principles of physics and metaphysics.

To enter the negative plane, one was required to manipulate the Law of Entropy. Within the positive world, entropy served as a gauge for disorder and the inevitable slide toward ruin. In the negative realm, however, it constituted the very foundation of existence.

"If I can trigger a localized breakdown of the Law of Entropy," Ethan pondered, "I can compel a bridge to form."

He had no desire for a massive, permanent gate that would draw unwanted eyes. He sought something mobile and subtle.

He needed a key small enough to fit in his palm yet capable of unlocking the path to another dimension.

Before constructing such an instrument, he required a secluded location to work. Despite his strength, the untamed forests of the Origin World were far too volatile.

He decided to seek out a human settlement.

In this realm, humans were frequently regarded as inferior beings, making their urban centers the ideal spots to vanish in plain sight. No one would suspect a god to be lurking within a slum.

After trekking for several hours, he reached a crowded town. It was a primitive settlement compared to the advanced civilizations he had visited, but it provided an inn.

He secured a room using a few spirit stones he had gathered and bolted the door.

Sitting upon the creaking wooden bed, he began the design process.

Intricate blueprints materialized within his mind.

He merged the Law of Infinity with the mechanics of dimensional resonance. He soon understood that the technology for invading the negative plane was already held by the elite Original Races, but their apparatuses were as large as planets.

Ethan desired something superior.

He swept his hand through the air.

"Creation," he muttered.

The space shimmered as light particles gathered and hardened. A polished, black device manifested in his hand.

It bore a striking resemblance to a mobile phone, yet its casing was engraved with shimmering silver runes that throbbed like a pulse.

This was far more than a simple portal generator; it was a cosmic multi-tool.

With this, he could analyze the density of entropy in any location and tear a hole in space at will.

"It is time," Ethan declared.

He did not linger at the inn.

He used instant teleportation to reach a hidden cave near the forest he had just departed. The cavern was deep, freezing, and shielded from any observers.

Holding the device aloft, he tapped a command on the luminous screen.

"Open."

The air in the cave did not merely fracture; it shrieked.

A swirling maelstrom of purple and grey energy burst forth in the center of the humid cavern. Immediately, a massive surge of entropy poured out.

It felt like a frigid gale that did not just bite the skin, but sought to dismantle the soul itself.

Ethan walked through.

When Ethan opened his eyes, he was greeted by a landscape that seemed oddly familiar yet fundamentally distorted.

Trees were present, but their branches grew downward into the dirt. The sky was a bruised shade of dark violet, and the sun appeared as a black hole emitting cold radiance.

Everything in this place was reversed.

In the positive world, energy possessed physical form while entropy was a mere concept. Here, entropy was tangible, drifting through the air like a thick fog. Energy was the abstract idea.

Ethan could feel his very cells vibrating.

"I can utilize this," he realized. "By practicing Cultivation under this entropy, I can bring my cells to perfection."

However, there was a danger.

This was merely his avatar. To reach true completion, his original body had to be present.

But there was a complication.

The Progenitor of the Vampire Race shared a karmic bond with Ethan due to the shattering of the Alucard seal. The instant Ethan’s true form entered the Origin World, the Progenitor would detect him.

Ethan acted with clinical accuracy.

The clone stepped back through the rift into the cave, placing the Sword of Infinity on the ground to serve as a beacon.

Then, the clone dissolved into mist.

At that precise millisecond, Ethan’s primary body materialized in the cavern.

He snatched the sword and lunged toward the gateway.

As his shoulder passed through the entrance, a sudden, numbing dread washed over him.

It was the sensation of being watched from a higher dimension—a predator observing an insect.

The Progenitor had sensed him.

"Close!" Ethan yelled.

He crashed into the negative world just as a colossal, pale hand formed of pure murderous intent shredded the space where he had been standing a moment before.

The rift slammed shut, breaking the link.

Inside a majestic, gothic fortress within the Genesis Vampire territory, a striking young man with crimson eyes narrowed his gaze.

He inspected his hand, which had failed to seize its target.

"A mere insect possesses so much hateful karma with my people?" the Progenitor whispered. "I cannot permit this anomaly to persist."

He looked toward a tall, armored silhouette kneeling in the darkness.

"Marco, command every Eternal Sovereign currently in the negative world to destroy this pest. His name is Ethan."

Marco, the Sovereign of the Vampire race, lowered his head deeply.

"As you command, Progenitor."

Within moments, an order vibrated through the psychic web of the vampire race.

The bounty for Ethan’s life was the ultimate treasure: a single drop of the Progenitor’s primordial blood.

Every vampire residing in the negative plane began to prepare for the hunt.

Oblivious to the scale of the pursuit, Ethan found a quiet, hollowed-out peak in the negative world to start his seclusion.

He could not yet touch the objects here; their negative molecular makeup would trigger a cellular collapse if he was careless.

He sat cross-legged and inhaled deeply.

Instead of spiritual Qi, pure entropy filled his system.

Suddenly, a voice resonated in his mind.

It was the World Tree, dwelling within his internal world.

"Master... if you remain here, I can consume this entropy to finish my evolution. I won't even need to hunt powerful beings. But... it will require time."

Ethan gave a nod.

"Do not worry. Perform your task. I am also practicing Cultivation."

Ethan triggered his Law of Entropy.

He transformed into a void, a black hole drawing in the grey fog of the negative realm.

His cells began to ingest the physical entropy, and as they did, they underwent a transformation.

A standard human possesses roughly 30 to 40 trillion cells.

But Ethan’s form, refined by the Omni Bloodline, contained an incredible 10^100 cells. A googol of cells, each functioning as its own universe.

He observed as his cells shifted from crimson to a brilliant, invincible gold.

Cycle 1: 2 cells. Cycle 2: 4 cells. Cycle 3: 8 cells.

The count doubled with every refinement cycle.

To achieve total evolution, he estimated he would require 335 cycles.

Since each cycle took about one day to handle the immense volume of entropy, he would need to remain concealed for nearly a year.

"335 days," Ethan breathed softly, his eyes shut.

But serenity was a luxury he was not permitted.

Even now, through the thick stone of the mountain, he could sense powerful, freezing auras drawing near.