Chapter 174: The Golden Core is Formed

In the bathroom of his apartment.

Anton stood before the mirror, looking at the unfamiliar face reflected back at him.

The person in the mirror had unremarkable features, the kind of ordinary face that would disappear into a crowd, never to be found again.

This face didn't belong to an Elf, a Cultivator, or anyone on the Dawn Continent.

It belonged only to an ordinary person.

An ordinary person living in a world called "reality."

Anton stared at his reflection, his gaze calm and profound.

The obsessions and fears that had been repeatedly questioned, examined, and resolved in countless Heart Demon Illusion Realms had now settled into the most solid of foundations.

He was no longer filled with doubt or confusion.

He was Anton.

A Transmigrator, an Elf, a Cultivator.

A member of the Silver Moon Clan, Romance's childhood friend, Eleanor's guide, and a teacher to those children.