CHAPTER 323: CHAPTER323-THE COMPOSED MILLA

Daniel was deeply satisfied with the skill Tree of Faith.

Of course, he had little interest in the ability to forcibly invade another’s mind—that wasn’t something that appealed to him. What truly mattered was its ability to establish contact across different planes.

For Daniel, that ability was priceless.

As long as he summoned the Tree of Faith, it meant that he could simultaneously maintain communication with many planes at once. And as long as he could transmit his mind power through those connections, he would be able to control his avatars freely.

This solved a major problem that had been plaguing him.

Previously, when he entered the Undead Lands, he had been completely cut off from the avatar he left behind in the Origin Land. He could not control or command it at all. But now, with the Tree of Faith, even if he was in another plane entirely, he would still be able to operate every one of his avatars with ease.

This would make things much lighter for him. No matter what happened in the Continent of All Races, he could know of it instantly and think of countermeasures without delay.

Gathering his thoughts, Daniel immediately activated Flashback. In almost an instant, his figure reappeared in the Continent of All Races. Without any hesitation, he summoned the Tree of Faith right in the very center of the continent.

As the Tree of Faith rose into existence, Daniel sensed a bright, distinct light within his consciousness. He had the clear impression that, as long as his mind power touched that light, he would be able to establish a connection with that area.

The very next instant, Daniel’s figure flickered, and he returned to the ruins where he had just been moments ago.

Just as he had expected, the light representing the Continent of All Races still shimmered brightly in his mind.

He teleported again, appearing above the distant Sea of Storms, and then in the Divine Realm, then the Origin Plane...

Every time Daniel stepped into a new plane, he would check to see if the light still existed in his mind.

After a series of careful tests, he confirmed it. From now on, no matter where he was—regardless of the plane—he could always easily connect back to the Continent of All Races.

Once he had confirmed this, Daniel immediately began summoning the Tree of Faith in each of the planes he had visited.

And in doing so, he made another surprising discovery.

Wherever the Tree of Faith had been summoned, he could use Flashback without any restrictions.

At first, he had thought the Tree of Faith was a somewhat underwhelming ability, but now he realized its true potential. Its power was astonishing!

Though it wasn’t an ability that directly enhanced his combat strength, in terms of utility and support, it was beyond invaluable.

At that moment, another thought suddenly flashed through Daniel’s mind.

If I were to summon the Tree of Faith in the Exile Plane, would that mean I could always return whenever I wished?

...

The Undead Lands.

Daniel instinctively raised his hand and glanced at his body. Though he had been here many times before, he had always entered as a soul, never with his physical body. This was the first time he had stepped into the Undead Lands in the flesh.

Within a single second, he felt it—the entire plane itself seemed to reject his physical body with immense force.

Before he could even react, his soul was torn out from his body, leaving his flesh collapsed onto the ground.

In the Undead Lands, soul and body could not coexist.

Though the Tree of Faith allowed Daniel to appear here via Flashback, it did nothing to shield him from the plane’s inviolable rules.

Daniel had half-expected this outcome already. He calmly stored his physical body into his backpack space, then once again activated Flashback.

...

Meanwhile, Milla still stood within the ruins, composed as ever, quietly surveying the surroundings.

As for Daniel’s sudden disappearance, she had long grown accustomed to such things.

Her gaze swept over the scarred ruins before her, and she murmured softly to herself,

"This destructive power... If this was the ritual of his ascension, then wasn’t the commotion far too excessive?"

As she muttered, she instinctively lifted her head and glanced at the sky above. By her reckoning, there was still about an hour and a half before the sun god Apollo would rise.

At that very moment, she suddenly felt something, and swiftly turned her head. Almost simultaneously, Daniel reappeared before her eyes.

"Lord Daniel, you’ve returned," she said calmly.

Daniel gave a small nod, not wasting words, and spoke directly,

"Please send me to the Exile Plane now."

"No problem," Milla replied without hesitation.

She studied Daniel carefully for a moment, her gaze turning serious. She could feel it clearly—Daniel’s aura was growing stronger and stronger with every step of their journey.

It was obvious that his power had advanced yet again.

The speed of his growth was terrifying.

Milla had traveled this world for over a thousand years, wandering across countless lands. Yet over all those centuries, her strength had only increased modestly.

But Daniel? In little more than an hour, by simply roaming across a few different continents, his power had soared dramatically. Such a growth rate was almost incomprehensible.

"Have you truly thought this through? Returning from the Exile Plane is no simple matter," she warned. "The very existence of the Exile Plane is to confine beings too difficult to kill. That alone should tell you how dangerous it is. Still..." She paused, tilting her head thoughtfully. "I have a feeling you will manage to come back. But of course, a feeling is not a guarantee. You should be absolutely certain of this before you go."

Daniel smiled faintly and nodded.

"Don’t worry. I already have a solution for the Exile Plane. All you need to do is banish me."

In truth, the only thing Daniel worried about within the Exile Plane was whether he would be able to use Time Stream.

Normally, Time Stream could be used in almost every situation. But he could not be certain it would work within the Exile Plane. After all, when he had returned to four thousand years in the past, Time Stream had failed him then.

If something similar were to happen again, it could prove extremely troublesome.

Still, Daniel had at least one certainty: at some point in his future, he would encounter the Moon Goddess Luna. That meant until he reached that meeting, his life was not in true danger.

With that foreknowledge, Daniel decided he would avoid entering portals leading to the past whenever possible. As long as he hadn’t yet met Luna, it meant he was safe.

This was the strength of fate.

Fate was fixed, immutable, unshaken by any external force. As long as fate dictated that he would one day meet Luna, then until that moment arrived, Daniel would not die—no matter what god he might face.

Even if he encountered a true god in the near future, fate would ensure he survived until that destined meeting.

At that moment, Milla raised her hand, and before them appeared a new portal. Unlike ordinary portals, its surface was wreathed in dazzling lightning.

"Alright. Step into this, and you will enter the Exile Plane. But be warned—this journey will not be comfortable."