However, extraordinary power isn't the same as money. Once money is gone, it's gone. But extraordinary power can be regenerated, so it's worth exploiting as much as possible without suffering a huge loss.

Li Ang scanned the area but didn't see any contact information. He sighed and positioned the dice above his thumb.

*Pa.*

The dice was flicked into the air, spinning rapidly before landing in his palm.

The skin of his palm softened and sank like a swamp, churning inward, attempting to control the dice's rotation.

However, the faces of the dice appeared as blurred phantoms, ignoring the pressure of his palm, gradually slowing down until they finally settled on 1551.

Uh... is it better to have a higher number, or is it better to have a higher number...?

His thoughts were interrupted by a change. A surge of energy poured out of the dice, flowing into Li Ang's body without any resistance.

"This power..."

Li Ang clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a bright light. He subconsciously uttered the name that accompanied the surge of power into his mind.

"Hun Yuan Ji Yi Gong!" (Primordial Chaos Supreme Art)

*Shua—*

Golden light erupted from Li Ang's body, his hair stood on end, and his clothes fluttered wildly.

A powerful and domineering inner force surged through his meridians.

Even though he had never been exposed to it before, Li Ang felt he could perfectly control this power.

"Clouds fly swiftly, mysterious thunder dragon guides the rain."

Li Ang's arm muscles suddenly expanded by a circle, his palms erupted with dazzling lightning,

Slender lightning bolts emanated from the tips of his fingers, jumping back and forth between them, gradually weaving into the shape of a lightning whip.

One whip.

Two whips.

Three whips.

Li Ang casually flicked the whip, the lightning-woven whip slicing through the air, creating a strong, burning odor.

The Zerg Tyrant armor hanging on the wall was grazed by the whip. Although it didn't shatter, it was left with a long, white mark.

*Pa!*

The whip cracked in the air, unleashing a long-range electric light that illuminated the entire alchemical workshop as bright as day.

If Li Ang hadn't deliberately restrained his power, he would have almost hit the forging furnace in the distance.

"Not bad."

Li Ang estimated the energy intensity of this [Lightning Chain Whip]. It was about the same as a headshot from a Colt revolver in headshot mode.

The most important thing was that it could be used at any time, equivalent to storing the extraordinary power he didn't need now for the next battle, always giving him an extra trump card.

"It's just that if I randomly get an extraordinary power that isn't very compatible, the energy will dissipate naturally faster. But it's more than enough to use for disguise and concealing my identity."

Li Ang felt the [Hun Yuan Ji Yi Gong] slowly evaporating and dissipating within his body. He put away the dice, logged into the game square, and walked towards the Immaculate Furnace shop.

Compared to before, there were many more people in the square, bustling and bustling, like a city street—except for the relatively high density of strangely dressed people on the road.

Li Ang walked into the shop. The customers browsing the product list cast curious and inquisitive glances at him.

Li Ang, wearing his signature white dragon-headed coat, had eliminated the Shichibukai Mingo Red-Eyes during the Gate War.

And after the Gate War, he had returned to the Immaculate Furnace as always, continuing to operate his body modification business, showing no fear of being liquidated by the European Heavy Industries Group or fleeing in panic.

As a result, the Immaculate Furnace's customer traffic had returned to normal levels, and even increased somewhat.

However, the European Heavy Industries Group, which had launched in-depth cooperation with Prometheus Laboratories and gen-sys Biotechnology, was already the world's largest organization of transcendents.

And Mingo Red-Eyes, after all, was a star representative pushed to the forefront by the European Heavy Industries Group.

Once they were done with their mergers, there was still a chance they would come back to reclaim their pride.

Li Ang ignored the curious and inquisitive gazes of the customers in the shop. He took out the potions from his inventory, put them on the shelves, performed two modification surgeries, and then sat down on the stool behind the cashier, recovering his sanity and divine power while watching television.

Time passed quickly, and more and more people gathered on the street outside the shop.

Ten minutes later, it was time for the version update.

Li Ang closed his newspaper, pressed the remote control to turn off the television, walked out of the shop, and joined the crowd heading towards the center of the game square.

A sea of people crowded around the square. Players who knew each other gathered together, whispering to each other. In the distance, members of the Watchers Society held cameras, ready to capture the scene of the version update.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

*Om—*

As the clock's countdown reached zero, the four screens above the square garden trembled, turning from black to white, displaying the same ancient and worn scroll with the words "Personal Combat Power Ranking" written on it.

Unlike before, the current leaderboard displayed a maximum of five hundred names.

The list, like before, was anonymous by default. As time passed, some names lifted their anonymity.

"Huh??? Who is [Man Jing E]? Why is he ranked tenth? Who is the sixth-ranked [Shen Zhi]?"

"Where did all these names come from?! Where's Michael? Where's Michael?"

"The Wild Lion! The Wild Lion is on it! He's only seventh!"

"[Ant King] is still alive! Four hundred and ninety-ninth!"

The square instantly exploded. Within seconds, the names displayed on the leaderboard reverted to anonymous status, and the onlookers quickly realized what was happening.

The leaderboard had been expanded to five hundred, adding many names that they had never heard of before.

And some of the Earth players who were previously on the list had also experienced a significant drop in their rankings...

The speculations in some forum posts were true.

The new leaderboard contained a large number of names from alien players...

Li Ang narrowed his eyes. His ranking was 26th.

In some ways, this was strange.

According to his estimation, 5000 points of divine power, level 3 psychic power, epic-level items, intermediate alchemy... all factors combined, his combat power had improved by leaps and bounds compared to before.

Even if Tai Hao, David, Abel, or Hohenheim were brought over, Li Ang was confident in remaining undefeated in a one-on-one fight—the demigod's 5,000 divine power limit was a huge advantage at this stage, directly allowing Li Ang to enter the first echelon.

This didn't even include the Zerg units he possessed, as well as the improved efficiency of divine power utilization after consolidating his demigod foundation.

Currently ranked 26th, huh...

I wonder what Michael and the others' specific ranks are.

Li Ang pondered for a moment, then turned and left without hesitation.

If alien players appeared on the list, the major organizations on Earth would never allow Earth players to reveal their rankings.

Right now, they must be studying and exploring the gates, figuring out their specific value, and then assessing the threat level of the alien players...

Li Ang pondered the various changes, his gaze resting on the gate in his inventory, which resembled a vortex stargate.