Chapter 329 Divine Sense Extremity Tribulation (Seeking Monthly Votes)
For the past ten years, Wu Yuan has been relentlessly slaughtering in the main continent of the 36th battlefield. Source Crystal rewards? Wu Yuan has never cared about them.
His goal is simply to accumulate blood mist to the extreme, and then give birth to Blood Source Beads.
The Black Tower Pillar also did not disappoint him, constantly giving birth and accumulating.
Initially, with ten consecutive drops of Blood Source Beads, Wu Yuan's Divine Soul underwent successive transformations. The perception range increased from over a hundred thousand miles to an impressive five hundred thousand miles.
Until the eleventh drop, it seemed that the Divine Sense perception range had finally reached its limit.
Even though the Divine Soul continued to grow stronger, it remained at five hundred and fifty thousand miles.
It only made his perception of higher-dimensional space clearer.
"The Divine Sense perception range of five hundred and fifty thousand miles, in the profound, is probably another extreme of the operation of the rules of heaven and earth." Wu Yuan whispered.
After breaking the extreme of 'Divine Sense perception range of a hundred thousand miles,' Wu Yuan calmed down from the shock and excitement and made a preliminary judgment.
He had broken the shackles of the first-level rules of the operation of heaven and earth.
So.
Next, he would likely face the shackles of the next-level rules of heaven and earth.
"Born in the vast world, not reaching the true legendary state of transcendence, then, one shackle after another is the original shackle of heaven and earth." Wu Yuan pondered, "Just that, compared to countless cultivators in history, I have broken one shackle more."
Therefore.
When he continued to kill, condensing the twelfth drop, Wu Yuan understood that he would face two paths.
One path is to break the shackles of Divine Sense, and the Divine Soul transforms into a higher-level Elemental Spirit.
The other path is for Divine Sense to break through this level of shackles again, continuing to expand to six hundred thousand, seven hundred thousand miles... until reaching another level of shackles of the operation of heaven and earth.
"Breaking the rules of the operation of heaven and earth is an opportunity, perhaps also a tribulation." Wu Yuan had a vague understanding.
He firmly remembered the words of Begin Soul.
To gain something, there must be a loss; everything in the world is fair.
"For Blood Source Beads, for the Black Tower, I know nothing. All I can do is seize every opportunity and enhance myself." Wu Yuan was very clear about this: "As the strength becomes stronger, all the fog will naturally dissipate."
In contemplation.
"Drip~" The twelfth drop of Blood Source Bead instantly dripped onto Wu Yuan's Divine Soul. It began to spread within the original source of his Divine Soul like ink in water, making Wu Yuan's entire Divine Soul emit bursts of blood-colored light.
"Splash~"
As if the last straw on the camel's back, or a bucket of water that overwhelmed the dam, when the power of the Blood Source spread to all areas of Wu Yuan's Divine Soul origin in an instant, his Divine Soul origin seemed to boil.
"Splash!" Endless blood light burst from the origin of Wu Yuan's Divine Soul, radiating endless magnificent light.
At the same time, strange waves of Divine Soul light, one after another, spread in all directions, not more or less.
Exactly twelve waves of Divine Soul light.
"What?" Wu Yuan was surprised as he felt these successive waves of hot light spreading. However, he did not make any moves.
Just calmly observed.
Suddenly.
"Splash~" The waves of Divine Soul light converged, and then the origin of Wu Yuan's Divine Soul began to undergo a magical change. The originally unified Divine Soul origin began to split miraculously.
Silently.
In the upper Dantian Palace, twelve divine soul origins of Wu Yuan appeared. Each Wu Yuan's figure was different. Some were sitting cross-legged with a slight smile, resembling a wise sage who understood the world.
Some Wu Yuan held a faintly visible battle knife, resembling a martial hero in a realm of killing.
Some Wu Yuan seemed to be lying on the ground, soundly asleep.
Some Wu Yuan's face was full of painful expressions, as if experiencing great suffering.
There was also Wu Yuan, his face filled with a happy smile, serene in the moment.
Slow to speak but in reality, in the blink of an eye, twelve divine soul Wu Yuans fully formed.
Seemingly fragmented but actually subtly connected, forming a complete whole.
Together, they constituted Wu Yuan's divine soul origin.
"Twelve manifestations, manifestations are me." Wu Yuan, an existence with insights almost close to a celestial being, possessing a powerful Dao heart and high perspectives, instantly gained enlightenment.
Twelve divine soul origins incarnated.
Representing twelve different experiences and emotions in his life.
Understanding the freedom of Dao, freely indulging in the joy of slaughter, facing the pain and helplessness of losing old friends, nurturing the happiness of family and friends... In the moment of enlightenment, countless thoughts from the past surged into Wu Yuan's mind.
Next moment!
"Boom!"
Countless emotions and feelings hidden in the past years, like a burst dam, could no longer be concealed, erupting wildly and completely flooding Wu Yuan's consciousness.
Outside, Wu Yuan sat cross-legged.
While in the upper Dantian Palace, Wu Yuan, with twelve divided divine soul consciousness, was completely immersed in different parts of the divine soul origin consciousness illusion.
...
"The Dao is formless, the beginning of all things. This Dao is not that Dao, and the Dao cannot be expressed..." Wu Yuan felt like a practitioner and a Dao seeker.
Walking through the vast land, observing the changes in heaven and earth, experiencing the winds and clouds of the world, he perceives the operation of the Dao in the world with his own eyes, senses, and insights.
Incredibly wonderful.
In the morning hearing the Dao, one can die in the evening.
This kind of continuous understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth, constantly grasping the secrets of the Dao, made Wu Yuan completely intoxicated, unable to extricate himself.
One year, two years, three years... Fame, fortune, nobility, or status, in his eyes, were just fleeting clouds, not worth a thousandth of the great Dao.
"My heart is devoted to the Dao, and the Dao is for me." Wu Yuan was completely immersed in it.
...
"Entering the rivers and lakes brings tears, drifting around the world with no return." Another divine soul origin of Wu Yuan unknowingly turned into a martial hero.
This was a secret technique of immortals and demons without refining Qi or body.
Only the martial arts of the secular world!
Wu Yuan, however, was an extraordinary swordsman who reveled in the rivers and lakes, wielding a long knife, traveling throughout the rivers and lakes, and exploring thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
When he wanted to drink, he would drink recklessly.
He made friends with the mountains and rivers.
If he saw injustice, he drew his sword and stood up. Encountering major sects and schools? One word: kill! Kill! Kill!
He scared the powerful and wealthy, disrupted the generations of major sects in the martial world, and made the demons and evildoers disappear... He didn't believe in any worldly principles of fairness, just followed a balance in his heart.
Doesn't meet this balance, kill!
Indulging in the rivers and lakes, carefree and unrestrained, when this version of Wu Yuan immersed himself in this life, it seemed as if he had forgotten the past.
...
"Kill! Kill! Kill... This world is unfair, and I will cut off this world." This version of Wu Yuan truly transformed into a terrifying demon.
This was his heart of slaughter.
His demonic vow.
With no suppression of other thoughts or emotions, this intense killing intent completely erupted.
To the extent that he slaughtered in this world, making the heavens and earth lose their color, and the sun and moon dim.
Countless beings perished under his blade.
Not the "drawing a sword for unjust matters" typical of a martial hero, this was a true demonic killing intent; to kill! Purely for the sake of slaughter.
Entering the Dao through killing, nourishing the heart with the Dao of killing.
...
This was a large villa, and a gentle, intellectual woman was having the housekeeper and chef carefully prepare dinner.
"Little Yuan, you're back." The woman, around thirty years old, turned her head, revealing a faint smile as she looked at Wu Yuan.
Wu Yuan's heart trembled.
"Uncle! Uncle! You're finally back. Where have you been these past few years?" A four or five-year-old girl in a white princess dress bounced down the stairs.
"Uncle, take me flying! I want to fly." The little girl grabbed Wu Yuan's hand and shook it.
"Sister, Xiaolu." Wu Yuan was stunned, then his eyes moistened.
That long-buried memory.
Surged into his mind like a tide.
Decades had passed, and Wu Yuan thought he had long forgotten, but when faced with the scene before him, he truly understood that he had never forgotten.
Never!
The sister who had supported him since childhood, the adorable niece – they were the ones Wu Yuan had longed to protect in his heart.
"The Butterfly Dream of Zhuangzi? Was it just a big dream?" All of Wu Yuan's thoughts were now silent and immersed in this environment.
This was the scene he had once dreamt of.
...
"Mom!"
"Little Yi." Wu Yuan, who appeared to be a young man, walked through the streets away from the city, carrying his small sister on his back.
"Husband, look, Little Yuan has grown up. He can carry Little Yi now." A graceful woman smiled and pulled the man beside her.
"Haha, yeah, our Little Yuan has grown up. In the future, he will definitely become a powerful warrior." The robust man laughed heartily, showing a happy smile.
Wu Yuan also smiled, jogging and shouting loudly, "Little Yi, fly! Take off! Fly!"
As he ran, the corners of Wu Yuan's eyes seemed to moisten.
Wu Yuan was not just the Wu Yuan of Blue Star; his divine soul also integrated the memories of that youth in Middle Earth.
He was also a part of Wu Yuan.
In his memory's depths, there was also a longing for a father, a yearning for the happiness of a family.
The death of his father was the deepest regret and unwillingness in the memory of Wu Yuan from Middle Earth.
And in this world.
Without the battles of Hengyun Da Jin, without the fires of war, without great disasters, there was only a warm family...
...
Twelve divine soul Wu Yuans, twelve manifestations.
Almost at the same moment, they fell into completely different illusions.
Each illusion targeted the most fundamental desires and weaknesses of different manifestations, making different manifestations feel fulfilled and unwilling to wake up.
Twelve manifestations gradually sank.
Wu Yuan was completely immersed as well.
"If it's a person, there are desires and weaknesses."
"If it's a person, there are the most primitive kinds of desires."
"The so-called strong Dao heart and the inability to let go of one's obsession are just because they haven't encountered something that could make the Dao heart collapse." Wu Yuan's consciousness from each manifestation also tried to struggle.
Although he wasn't sure what he was going to face.
But instinct told him.
He couldn't sink; he had to stay clear-headed.
If he continued to sink blindly, until each strand of obsession completely dissipated, it would probably be when each manifestation vanished.
When the twelve manifestations disappeared, it would be the end of life and Dao.
However.
Trying to struggle and break free was too difficult.
Because each illusion was too real, unbelievably real, representing the most primitive desires in his soul.
"Twelve manifestations, twelve illusions, aren't they what I've been pursuing?"
"Let go of the self."
"These things that may take endless years to pursue, achieving each one, what difference does it make from reality?" Wu Yuan's consciousness of the manifestations is also unwilling to leave these layers of illusions.
When illusions reach their extreme, they become reality.
The passing of one day, two days, three days in the outside world might be equivalent to one year, two years, three years in the illusions... or even decades.
The time flow in the illusions where the twelve manifestations reside is entirely different.
And Wu Yuan, combining his past and present lives, how long has he lived? Less than a hundred years!
His consciousness is beginning to blur, increasingly unable to distinguish between the various illusions.
Time passes.
Outside, several months have already gone by in the blink of an eye.
...
"There's no trace of Mingjian drawing his sword. Where did he go? There's no more killing, and there are no signs of surveillance."
"Could he have left the Immortal-Witch battlefield?" The celestial beings from the Immortal Court side wondered.
But.
The four celestial beings in the Blood Witch Temple knew very well that Mingjian had not left; he just hadn't activated the Divine Illusion Jade for monitoring, so they weren't aware of the specific situation.
They could only confirm that Mingjian was still alive, still on the main continent.
"Could he be in seclusion for a breakthrough?"
"He should know the rules, not to step into the Refining Void Realm, or he'll be directly taken away from the battlefield."
"Is he not allowed to break through the enlightenment of the Dao?"
"He was already invincible on the battlefield. If his Dao enlightenment breaks through again, his strength will become even more terrifying."
...
Vast heavens and earth, the great world is vast.
No one knows that Wu Yuan is facing a terrifying calamity, even the true body of his physical cultivation can only vaguely sense it, powerless to act.
This is a calamity!
To gain, one must pay.
For normal cultivators, transcending from Spirit Awareness to Nascent Soul is a normal breakthrough, with no special trials.
However, for those who break the rules of the operation of heaven and earth, those who break through extremes must also pay a great price.
For those like Duke Chiren who reached that level, having lived through endless years, they naturally understand; this is the legendary calamity - the Nascent Soul Extreme Realm Tribulation!
The sword is sharpened from constant use.
Without an absolutely strong Dao heart and will, one is not worthy of possessing the terrifying power that comes with breaking through extremes.
Only with a strong heart can one control powerful forces.
Only by overcoming the calamity can one continue to advance toward the next stage of extremes.
If one cannot overcome it? They will be reduced to ashes.
...
In the blink of an eye, in the 36th battlefield, in the depths of the earth, in the quiet room of the Spirit Treasure Warship, Wu Yuan is still sitting cross-legged.
However.
His life aura has become extremely dispersed, as if a powerful life has lost its spirit.
The spirit disperses, and death naturally follows.
At this moment, in the Upper Dantian Palace, the breath of each of Wu Yuan's twelve manifestations has become very weak.
In the world of the Dao cultivator, on a towering mountain peak, below is a world with twinkling lights.
Wu Yuan is sitting quietly on the hill, letting the breeze blow.
"This is the end of Dao enlightenment."
"Is this the essence of the mysteries of heaven and earth? Truly fortunate, in this vast land, perhaps no one can comprehend the principles of heaven and earth to the extent I have." Wu Yuan's face carries an incredibly happy smile.
This is the happiness of self-proclaimed enlightenment of the Dao.
"For six hundred years, six hundred years of Dao enlightenment. Immersed in it, breaking through all mysteries. If I'm willing, I can completely reshape this world, recreating the ideal world in my heart." Wu Yuan's realm has reached an unbelievable level.
He calmly observes this world.
Six hundred years.
Six hundred years of Dao enlightenment.
"It's just a pity!"
"It's all just an illusion." A mysterious smile appeared on Wu Yuan's face. "Everything is false. I pursue the enlightenment of the Dao, I yearn to comprehend the principles of heaven and earth."
"I enjoy the process of Dao enlightenment."
"However, what I truly desire deep within is never the Dao itself. All of this is illusory and cannot replace my own means."
"Moreover, the enlightenment I seek is ultimately illusory!" Wu Yuan gently closed his eyes.
Boom~
The world he had witnessed for six hundred years shattered with a thunderous roar, transforming into countless streams of memories pouring into Wu Yuan's divine manifestation.
...
"He killed mountains of corpses and oceans of blood, staining the heavens and earth with crimson blood."
On the towering infinite throne, Wu Yuan's figure was majestic, clad in a blood-stained robe, exuding an endless aura of slaughter, overlooking the boundless bloody world below.
Even the entire splendid world seemed tinged with a bloody hue.
"Slaughter is never the goal."
"It's just a means."
Wu Yuan's heart was incredibly tranquil. "Slaughter is not my desire. Whether it's slaughtering billions of living beings or destroying one world after another, it cannot shake my soul."
"My soul is never controlled by primitive desires for slaughter. If I feel the need to kill, no one can stop my blade."
"If I feel it's unnecessary to kill, even if ten thousand people scorn me, I will leave with a smile."
"The heart of slaughter is not my true heart; it cannot control me."
Boom~ This world of slaughter shattered.
...
In this way, the enlightenment of the Dao, the heart of slaughter, the desires for lust, food, the laid-back attitude... Each manifestation illusion caused by Wu Yuan's most primitive experiences continued to shatter, and his divine aura quickly strengthened.
Life force was continuously recovering.
Everyone has thoughts of kindness, wickedness, and demonic thoughts in their hearts. There is a heart that aspires, as well as a heart that wants to live carefreely. Countless desires intertwine to form a vibrant living being.
Every living being has desires and emotions.
Without desires and emotions, it's not life; it's a stone.
In this vast world, it's because of the desires and emotions of living beings that it becomes sinister and colorful.
"How it manifests depends on the individual's heart. Those with strong hearts don't eliminate their desires but control them! They harness desires and restrain the impulses within the heart."
"Only in this way can no one shake the true heart."
"Only in this way can the soul shine brightly through endless and long years, becoming immortal."
Wu Yuan had heard that.
For the vast majority of celestial beings, why is it difficult for them to achieve immortality? The most important point is that their souls cannot withstand the erosion of the long years, becoming weary, and ultimately collapsing and dying due to the breakdown of the Dao heart.
Not dead due to external factors but dead due to the internal heart.
Time is a knife, killing invisibly.
Only the strongest Dao heart can withstand the endless erosion of time, peer into the birth of time, and glimpse the end of the years...
One after another, the manifestation illusions shattered.
Only three manifestation illusions remained.
"The heart of the strong, the heart of familial affection..." Wu Yuan, whose other manifestation illusions had shattered, could clearly perceive that the final three illusions were illusory.
The first illusion is about the constant pursuit of becoming stronger, different from the hearts of Dao enlightenment and slaughter.
The first illusion immerses itself in the past, accompanying his sister as she ages, watching his niece grow up, get married, and have children...
The first illusion is immersed in the present life, in a complete and happy family, unable to extricate himself...
This is the most challenging illusion to break, the most terrifying obsession in the depths of Wu Yuan's heart.
They constitute the driving force behind Wu Yuan's Dao heart.
However, everything has two sides. Motivation is also a shackle, and being motivated by emotions can also become a trap.
Year after year.
Wu Yuan found it increasingly difficult to break free from these progressively stronger and terrifying shackles, the constraints growing tighter.
When completely succumbing, it will trigger a chain reaction.
If any of the twelve manifestation illusions cannot be shattered, it will eventually lead to the inability of the divine manifestation to be complete, and the collapse of the Dao heart.
This is the Nascent Soul Extreme Realm Tribulation.
A divine blade aimed at the 'most monstrous genius' by the heavens!
The outside world continues to pass day by day.
Meanwhile, Wu Yuan remains trapped in the three-fold manifestation illusion. Even though he is aware that everything before him is false, he is unwilling to leave.
Because!
It feels too real, too blissful. This is the fulfillment he has pursued for nearly a century in his past and present lives, yet it remains unattained.
"Sinking?"
"But, I really... don't want to leave!"
In the Blue Star manifestation illusion, Wu Yuan and his sister have aged. A large family is incredibly happy, and it's another Chinese New Year. Wu Yuan sits on the sofa, watching his sister busily working in the kitchen despite having a housekeeper and observing a group of playful children. A smile appears on Wu Yuan's lips.
He approaches the kitchen, standing next to his sister.
"Little Yuan, just sit down; it'll be ready soon." His sister smiles gently.
Even though they have grown old, she still calls Wu Yuan 'Little Yuan.'
"Sis, do you miss me a lot after I'm gone?" Wu Yuan suddenly smiles.
"What are you talking about? Where would you go?" His sister laughs.
"Sis, actually, I've always missed you a lot." Wu Yuan looks at his sister, now with a few strands of silver hair, and smiles.
There are hints of tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Little Yuan, what's wrong with you today? Are you sick?" His sister puts down the spatula, looking puzzled at Wu Yuan.
"Sis, I have a lot to say to you."
"But..."
"You are still fake after all." Wu Yuan looks at his somewhat panicked and bewildered sister, gently saying, "Thank you for these decades."
"Sis, when I was a child, I always made you worry. Unexpectedly, when I reached my twenties, I disappeared suddenly, making you sad."
"Fake can't replace the real."
"But, I've heard that legendary powerful beings can traverse high-dimensional space, trace the past, and reverse time... Someday, I will definitely reach the level of my master, and even surpass it!" Wu Yuan calmly says, conveying an unwavering belief.
"I will turn all of this into reality."
"Real!" Wu Yuan gently closes his eyes; his face, at an unknown moment, is already filled with tears.
Boom~
Not just this one manifestation illusion.
The other two illusions are undergoing almost the same experience.
Silent.
Splash~ The three illusions simultaneously dissipate, the twelve manifestations completely merge into one, and Wu Yuan's divine manifestation undergoes an unprecedented transformation.
Boom~
The divine manifestation begins to grow, and the range that divine consciousness can spread begins to rise sharply.
Not just the divine manifestation expanding.
Under the influence of the twelve-fold manifestation illusions, Wu Yuan's already immensely powerful Dao heart and will start to undergo a rapid transformation.
Constantly growing.
"In the past and present, a hundred years of life, constantly tempering and reflecting on myself, experiencing countless slaughters. My Dao heart's strength was already close to or even comparable to many Earth Immortals." Wu Yuan's heart is incredibly calm.
But now?
The twelve-fold manifestation illusions, both illusory and real, have accumulated thousands of years of trials targeting human desires.
"Now."
"Even if it's a test of the Dao heart for higher immortals, they won't be able to shake my resolve in the slightest." Wu Yuan is serene in his heart.
The divine manifestation grows rapidly, finally reaching a certain pinnacle.
Splash~ Radiance emerges from the source of the divine manifestation, and Wu Yuan feels the perceptual range of his divine consciousness expanding in all directions.
A million miles, two million miles, three million miles...
"Radiance of the Nascent Soul!" Wu Yuan realizes; his divine manifestation has finally entered a realm that many Earth Immortals can only achieve after practicing for tens of thousands of years—the Nascent Soul!
A level that truly challenges the heavens and earth.
"Many Earth Immortals and Earth Witches, even after transforming their Nascent Soul, usually start with a perceptual range of just a million miles. When reaching Nascent Soul perfection, they generally sense within a radius of three million miles." Wu Yuan's divine consciousness flashes and quickly converges. "As soon as I entered the Nascent Soul realm, I could sense within a radius of three million six hundred thousand miles."
It can be said that, solely in terms of the immense strength of the divine manifestation, Wu Yuan can already rival many Earth Immortals in perfection. This is not only due to the Blood Source Pearl but also because Wu Yuan has passed through the 'Nascent Soul Extreme Realm Tribulation.'
Wu Yuan also understands in his heart.
External objects are only auxiliary.
To overcome tribulations and trials, it solely depends on oneself.
If he fails this tribulation, even with the Black Tower, he will still perish.
"My heart cannot be shaken. I will make everything in the manifestation illusions come true." Wu Yuan murmurs to himself, and the last traces of teardrops vanish from the corners of his eyes.
Splash~
When the transformation of Wu Yuan's Nascent Soul is complete, strands of Nascent Soul power pass through the small opening above the Purple Mansion, probing into the elusive and unpredictable fate realm, sensing the 'Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth' he has created.
The Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth is the source!
And the divine manifestation is the root.
"Boom~" With the influx of powerful Nascent Soul energy, the theoretically extreme Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth begins a new round of frenzied expansion.
Three hundred miles, three hundred and thirty miles, three hundred and sixty miles... The Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth continues to expand, slow but unwavering!
This time's expansion is not reliant on any external objects; it is solely propelled by Wu Yuan's powerful Nascent Soul energy.
Like a strongman pushing against an unbreakable wall in a child's eyes.
Effortless.
"The divine consciousness cannot shake the Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth, but the Nascent Soul can sense a higher-dimensional Virtual Realm, marking a qualitative change." Wu Yuan understands this point.
Time passes.
In the vast and endless, difficult-to-find fate realm shallow layer, the 'Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth' opened up by Wu Yuan.
Slowly expands.
After a long time.
Finally, Wu Yuan's Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth reaches its peak—five hundred and fifty miles!
It is as if it's a shackle of the heavens and earth. Regardless of how hard Wu Yuan's Nascent Soul power works, it still cannot shake it in the slightest.
And at the moment when the Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth reaches its limit.
Those mysterious purple power projections.
"Boom~" The Purple Mansion lake, which has long reached the 'Second-Rank Immortal Foundation Pinnacle,' also starts to riot, crazily expanding. Strands of purer Purple Mansion mana surge out from the central part of the Purple Mansion lake.
"Purple Mansion transformation?"
"This is my Immortal Foundation, transforming into a First-Rank Immortal Foundation?" Wu Yuan is stunned.
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Chapter 330: First-Rank Immortal Foundation (30,000 Monthly Votes)
"Is it further transformation of the Purple Mansion, or has it truly reached the First-Rank Immortal Foundation?" Wu Yuan's mind is filled with uncertainty.
Wu Yuan is well aware.
Though it appears to be the same Immortal Foundation, there may be subtle differences.
Despite his confidence in the strength of his Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth, he doesn't dare claim to have reached the limit of the Second-Rank Immortal Foundation.
However, the changes in the Purple Mansion space soon convince Wu Yuan.
"Boom~" The Purple Mansion lake starts with the birth of strands of purer mana at its center. As the purple forces from the expanding Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth permeate the Purple Mansion space, it undergoes a profound transformation.
"It's the transformation of the Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth, benefiting the Purple Mansion, causing the Immortal Foundation to transform." Wu Yuan is both shocked and bewildered.
He has envisioned many times how to break through to the First-Rank Immortal Foundation. There are many difficulties, and even Grandmaster Kua Chi might find it challenging to offer direct help.
The First-Rank Immortal Foundation represents the perfection of life evolution, a very difficult breakthrough.
As far as Wu Yuan knows, most of his senior brothers and sisters achieved the breakthrough to the First-Rank Immortal Foundation at the Earth Immortal and Earth Witch level. Some even failed to achieve it until facing the Immortal Tribulation, barely breaking through with a 'Second-Rank Immortal Foundation.'
The earlier the breakthrough, the greater the benefits.
"I wonder if among the many disciples under the Grandmaster, there are those whose Purple Mansion transformed into a First-Rank Immortal Foundation." Wu Yuan speculates.
He doesn't dare to be too certain about this, considering that over the long years, there were naturally born 'First-Rank Immortal Foundations' in the entire Cangfeng Witch Realm.
To transform from the Purple Mansion state into a postnatal First-Rank Immortal Foundation? It's undoubtedly rare but perhaps not impossible.
"Regardless, at least in this aspect, among the thousands of senior brothers and sisters, I am at the forefront." Wu Yuan smiles faintly.
Having been under the tutelage of Grandmaster for over ten years, even with significant progress in the Paths of Longevity and Stars, Wu Yuan remains diligent. Although he might be considered top-notch compared to contemporary geniuses, there have been many extraordinary talents over the long years.
Today, Wu Yuan can confidently say that at least in the aspect of transforming into a First-Rank Immortal Foundation, he ranks among the top in the grand history of the witch realm.
However, what Wu Yuan is not entirely clear about is that the most astonishing aspect is not the First-Rank Immortal Foundation.
It is the transformation of the Nascent Soul.
As for the Immortal Foundation? It is merely a byproduct of the transformation of the Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth...
"Buzz~"
Mysterious forces begin spontaneously transforming Wu Yuan's Purple Mansion space, making the Purple Mansion lake deeper and more vast.
Purple Mansion mana becomes increasingly powerful.
"Truly comfortable." Wu Yuan feels a sense of relief, and rapidly, the entire Purple Mansion space expands to the utmost.
The lake formed by the Purple Mansion mana.
Also reaches its peak—five hundred and fifty miles.
In the mysterious message received by Wu Yuan, the Purple Mansion lake he controls has reached its current limit.
Just like 'divine consciousness fifty-five thousand miles,' it represents the utmost operation of the rules of heaven and earth.
Difficult to surpass.
"Indeed, as legend has it, the larger the Virtual Realm Heaven and Earth, the broader the projected Purple Mansion lake will be." Wu Yuan marvels to himself.
The larger the Purple Mansion lake, the deeper the accumulated mana.
The higher the Immortal Foundation, not only is the mana purer, but it also signifies more majestic mana, having an absolute advantage in both quality and quantity.
"Now, purely in terms of the might of the mana, I'm not far from a regular First-Rank Refinement practitioner. It's just one or two layers of difference." Wu Yuan reveals a faint smile.
To fight against higher realms, a strong foundation is essential.
Otherwise, there will be a gap of tens or hundreds of times in mana.
Even with a slightly higher comprehension of the Dao, victory would still be difficult.
Like the Earth Immortals, with mighty and vigorous mana, casually casting a spell can disperse tens of thousands of miles of void.
How terrifying is that?
No matter how powerful a Purple Mansion cultivator is, a gap in mana of a thousand times would instantly turn them into ashes.
"Immortal Foundation perfection." Wu Yuan's divine consciousness, centered in his upper dantian palace, senses the nourishing power emanating from the Purple Mansion lake.
His mind becomes increasingly relaxed, and his divine consciousness seems to be growing stronger.
Just as Wu Yuan was adapting to the First-Rank Immortal Foundation.
Suddenly.
Along with the influx of Purple Mansion mana into his meridians.
"Boom~" A surging force of heaven and earth spontaneously manifested all over Wu Yuan's body, initiating a transformation.
A vague and unpredictable aura.
Instantly enveloped Wu Yuan.
"What is this?" Wu Yuan quickly perceives that countless mysterious runes are forming at the deepest level of his flesh and blood particles.
Starting from the flesh and blood in his limbs, it quickly reaches the waist and abdomen, then extends directly to the head and brain.
The entire transformation appears slow.
In reality, the continuous speed is extremely fast. In just over ten breaths, Wu Yuan's entire body has undergone a complete evolution.
Wu Yuan can't stop this change.
This change does not make his body physically stronger; instead, it seems like a bestowal from the heavens, a bestowal from the origin of the Great Dao.
A favor towards the newly born 'First-Rank Immortal Foundation.'
"My sensitivity to the origin of the wood has increased significantly." Wu Yuan had undergone a similar change before, and he quickly realized it in just a few breaths. He feels excited: "The core change is in the 'Way of Wood,' the source of wood!"
"My body is now considered a 'Wood Source Dao Body.'"
The Path of Eternal Life comprises three lower-level laws: the Way of Longevity, the Way of Spirit Derivation, and the Way of Wood Source.
The Wood Source Dao Body is a lower-level Dao Body.
"According to the information I've found, if congenital deficiencies exist, even if you transform into a First-Rank Immortal Foundation later, it is impossible to nurture a Dao Body. Yet, I have nurtured a Wood Source Dao Body." Wu Yuan's eyes flash with a hint of doubt: "Could it be... because I broke through to the Purple Mansion realm first?"
Lower-level Dao Bodies may not be comparable to mid-level Dao Bodies, but they are extremely rare.
Any Dao Body represents tremendous potential.
Wu Yuan contemplates the words Grandmaster Kua Chi once said, 'The earlier the breakthrough, the greater the benefits.'
"I don't care."
"No matter the reason, being able to break through is a great advantage." Wu Yuan's eyes are filled with anticipation: "In terms of the potential of the Dao Body, the Primordial Refiner is indeed not as good as the Primordial Cultivator. The Primordial Cultivator has already realized the Second Level of the True Meaning of the Stars."
That's right.
Over the past decade, the Primordial Refiner has been cultivating quietly, and unconsciously, he has already broken through to the Second Level of the True Meaning of the Stars.
This progress speed.
Is extremely terrifying.
In the Fourth Original Witch Realm, the top dozen Purple Mansion geniuses, after practicing for three or four hundred years, most of them are still stuck in the third level of the Dao Domain (lower-level laws).
Of course, this is closely related to Wu Yuan's constant honing and battling with the Primordial Refiner.
The consciousness of the two Primordial entities is shared.
While the Primordial Refiner hones the Dao of Stars, it is equivalent to the Primordial Cultivator honing and exploring.
"Now, with the Wood Source as the core."
"Even if the potential of the Dao Body is slightly inferior, with the support of divine consciousness and the power of faith, my speed in comprehending the Path of Eternal Life will not be much slower than the Way of Stars." Wu Yuan is full of confidence.
Exhale!
Wu Yuan gently closed his eyes, and the powerful force of his divine consciousness diffused, still confined to a range of only 100,000 miles, not daring to release it recklessly.
"My divine consciousness may not be comparable to the divine consciousness of upper immortals, but it is much stronger than ordinary earth immortals." Wu Yuan felt that within the 100,000-mile range, all the mysteries of the material spatial layers were thoroughly understood.
Various forces of heaven and earth.
The vast fluctuations of profound principles formed by the operation of heaven and earth surged into his mind, converging to create different insights.
"No wonder they say that once the divine consciousness is born, comprehending the various ways of heaven and earth becomes increasingly easy." Wu Yuan sighed in his heart.
Can it not be easy?
Comprehending the mysteries of heaven and earth with divine consciousness is many times greater than the combination of the solar soul and divine awareness; they are simply not in the same realm.
"Now, even if I comprehend the parts of the lower-level laws belonging to the Way of Fire, the Way of Gold, the Way of Thunder, etc., I'm afraid I can quickly get started." Wu Yuan sighed to himself.
He understood why earth immortals and earth witches could easily step into the threshold of the intermediate-level laws.
No other reason!
A strong divine consciousness significantly reduces the difficulty of comprehending and deducing the mysteries of heaven and earth.
"Each has its own strengths and weaknesses, it's easy to get started, but it's extremely difficult to cultivate to a profound realm." Wu Yuan, although feeling the insights of each path, will not act on them.
For the Primordial Refiner, comprehending the Path of Eternal Life is the right path.
"However."
Wu Yuan's thoughts moved, and the force of his divine consciousness continued to spread within the 100,000-mile range. Quickly, he sensed the surging power hidden beneath the material spatial layers - the spatial fragment layer.
"Hiss~" Wu Yuan's divine consciousness, immensely powerful, with a slight attempt, penetrated into the higher-dimensional space.
In the most basic material spatial layer, space is extremely stable.
However, in the spatial fragment layer, it completely erupts. Countless space fragments collide with each other, and the boundless power of space scatters and clashes, like an endlessly surging river.
Wu Yuan's divine consciousness only dared to attach to the surface of the spatial fragment layer, not daring to penetrate deep.
Once penetrated.
Converging in the higher-dimensional space, Wu Yuan has no doubt that the impact force generated by the collision of space fragments would easily strangle his divine consciousness.
"The power of divine consciousness is ultimately a virtual aspect. It's easy to infiltrate the destiny virtual realm, but trying to penetrate into higher-dimensional space? Difficult." Wu Yuan murmured.
Entering higher-dimensional space is more reliable with mana and the body!
It is material, the 'real' side.
"However, although divine consciousness dares not venture into higher-dimensional space, this feeling is extraordinary." Wu Yuan sensed the vast and mighty fluctuations of space.
Clearer than in the material spatial layer, by more than a hundred times.
"No wonder they say that often only earth immortals have the possibility of comprehending the mysteries of space." Wu Yuan sighed to himself.
Like swimming.
Even if you have high talent, body size, lung capacity, and so on are all perfectly suited for swimming, if you can't even touch the water, you won't learn how to swim no matter what.
Only by cultivating divine consciousness does one generally qualify.
"In the Way of Space, my talent may not be considered high, but with a powerful divine consciousness, my sensitivity to the essence of space is already quite clear." Wu Yuan felt a bit excited in his heart. "I already have the qualification to comprehend the laws of space."
Perhaps progress is slow.
But at least, he had this qualification.
"From now on, 80% of my energy will be used to continue deducing the Way of Eternal Life, and 20% of my energy will be used to comprehend the laws of space. Let's start with the real domain of space." Wu Yuan continued to analyze.
The complete Way of Space is an upper-level law, incredibly powerful, slightly stronger than gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.
It is also divided into many intermediate-level and lower-level laws.
Wu Yuan didn't expect to comprehend the Way of Space in a short time; it was too unrealistic.
But he remembered the 'Book of the Real Domain of Space' taken away by the master.
In the future, if he obtains the inheritance, comprehending the real domain of space will naturally be easier.
"Let's give it a try."
"After gaining insights into the Way of Space, I'll then comprehend the secret patterns of the silver light sphere." Wu Yuan remembered his original intention.
The purpose of comprehending the Way of Space is to understand the surface secret patterns of the silver light sphere.
And then pass the master's test.
...
Time passed.
Wu Yuan, after completing the breakthrough of the divine consciousness and the transformation of the immortal foundation, did not rush to continue killing but practiced leisurely.
Sharpening the knife without delaying the chopping of wood.
Wu Yuan constantly adapted to the new and powerful immortal foundation, reattempting various magical patterns.
On the other hand, he did his best to comprehend the Way of Eternal Life, attempting to break through the Way of Eternal Life to the level of true meaning.
After ten years of exploration and honing on the main continent, not only did the Way of the Stars progress, but the Way of Eternal Life also broke through to the ninth level of the domain.
It was just one step away from the level of true meaning.
This time, after transforming the divine consciousness and forging the Wood Source Dao body, Wu Yuan naturally hoped to break through in one go.
Moreover.
The Primordial Refiner once again went to the Temple of the Witch's Court through the Witch Peak Realm, accepting the inheritance of the Way of Eternal Life.
Time passed.
In the quiet room of the Lingbao warship, there were strands of mottled green light around Wu Yuan, surging continuously.
"Even the mysteries of the Way of Space have been slightly comprehended by me."
"However, I am still trapped in the ninth level of the Way of Eternal Life, unable to break through." Wu Yuan shook his head slightly.
He opened his eyes.
Striving with all his might, it was only a thread away, but this thread was like a chasm, visible but impossible to cross.
"Back then, the Primordial Refiner fought hundreds of battles with opponents of the same level, honing for years before breaking through." Wu Yuan silently pondered: "Although my talent as the Primordial Refiner has improved, with the support of divine consciousness and the power of faith, it is at most equivalent to the Primordial Refiner."
"Is it necessary to make slow progress?"
"Perhaps, even after ten more years, I may not be able to break through."
Breaking through the major bottleneck is the most difficult; it requires not only the so-called talent in the Way of the Body but also the inner touch brought about by various experiences.
If one could become an immortal by burying one's head in cultivation, there wouldn't be so many cultivators venturing into life and death.
Thinking of this.
Wu Yuan couldn't help but think of the various experiences in the Twelve Illusory Realms before, the countless times he fell, struggled on the edge of collapse, and eventually pulled through.
"It's a calamity, but also an opportunity, causing my soul to transform, and the will of the Dao heart is difficult to shake." Wu Yuan murmured: "And now, if I want to condense the true meaning of Eternal Life, I also need a kind of touch."
"Whether it's a spiritual touch."
"Or a touch of the Dao." Wu Yuan's mind quickly calmed down, dispelling the sense of frustration brought about by the inability to break through.
This is the path of cultivation.
Even if one has outstanding talent, there are always bottlenecks and difficulties; no one can smoothly become an immortal.
"I can't continue to cultivate in seclusion."
Wu Yuan stood up, and with a slight movement, his robe transformed into a blood-red garment, exuding an invisible aura of death.
The experiences of slaughter in the Twelve Illusory Realms felt like personally witnessed events.
With a wave of his hand, he retracted the Lingbao warship.
Boom! The reinforced earth split, and Wu Yuan's figure appeared in the outer void. The vast mountains and rivers lay before him.
The entire battlefield continent, enduring billions of years of slaughter, remained unchanged. Even if damaged in battles, the invisible force covering the entire battlefield would repair itself.
This world was essentially a trial ground artificially created by people.
"First, let's try again, accumulate blood mist to the limit, and see if Blood Source Pearls can be born." Wu Yuan looked down at the vast continent below. "Second, lower my own strength, independently display the 'Way of Eternal Life,' and engage in a bloody battle with the strong on the main continent."
"Similar to the breakthrough in the Way of the Stars back then."
"Using these strong opponents as a whetstone to sharpen myself." Wu Yuan's thoughts were very clear and thorough.
...
After nearly a year of closed-door cultivation, Wu Yuan once again began to travel on the main continent.
His divine consciousness extended for ten thousand miles, but Wu Yuan's divine soul was now too formidable, with an extremely keen sense of spatial perception.
Even if separated by millions of miles, he could sense slight fluctuations in the aura of heaven and earth. However, he couldn't judge the specific details of the ongoing battle.
However.
In Wu Yuan's eyes, the differences were minimal. Looking across the entire battlefield continent, who could make him retreat? Therefore, as long as he sensed the aura fluctuations of heaven and earth not too far away, Wu Yuan would rush over immediately.
...
Time passed, two months later.
Between two vast mountain ranges, in a canyon wasteland spanning thousands of miles, two groups were engaged in a fierce battle.
"Haha, kill them."
"These remnants of the Witch Court, quite a few are witches, no mistake."
"Kill them all." The momentum of more than ten immortal courtyard formations, the Mountain and River formations, was overwhelming, suppressing the six formations of the Witch Court.
In the sky, three Refining Void Feathermen from each camp were engaged in an intense battle.
The Witch Court only had one Refining Void Featherman, and his body was burning with layers of flames. Chains of fire formed into countless fire dragons, sweeping toward the enemy.
Extremely dominant.
However, his opponent was two Refining Void Feathermen. One unleashed layers of ice spells, covering nearly twenty thousand miles of space with condensing layers of ice, continuously pressing the spatial area of the flames.
The other Refining Void Featherman displayed a series of sword formations, where swords roamed like dragons, repeatedly roaring as they attacked.
Working together, they easily suppressed the Refining Void Featherman from the Witch Court.
"Prepare to die!"
"No one can save you." The two Refining Void Feathermen from the immortal courtyard were extremely arrogant, staring at a bald man struggling in the distant void.
"Ah, ah, ah!" The burly man entwined with chains roared, trying to repel the enemies.
However, he was repeatedly suppressed by the sword formation.
"Damn it! Damn it!" The burly man was full of unwillingness. As a Refining Void Featherman, if he fled alone, there was hope of survival.
However.
Once he fled, the over one hundred cultivators in the six formations, including those in the Mountain and River realms, would undoubtedly die.
But, what to do if he doesn't retreat?
In both high-end power struggles and overall army clashes, the team he led was at an absolute disadvantage.
"I, Yanquan, have experienced many hardships. Only now have I stepped into the Refining Void Realm. Is it true that today, I will die here?" The bald man's mind flashed with this thought.
Vaguely, he seemed to see death approaching.
Suddenly, without a sound.
"Hum~" A layer of green light spread out from the sky and earth. Countless vines were then born out of nowhere, growing wildly and lashing out, shattering the layers of ice formed by the constant bombardment.
The vines, condensed by mana and the power of heaven and earth, were unbelievably powerful.
A figure in a blood-red robe, shrouded under the garment, appeared in the void at an unknown time. Vines surrounded him.
Spell - Void Thousand Vines!
Just like how the body-refining cultivators could cultivate powerful source techniques.
Although Qi-refining cultivators couldn't reach that extreme level, with an increase in their realm, they would cultivate powerful spells. Even without any magical treasures, they would still possess formidable power to deal with various adverse situations.
Wu Yuan's cultivation time was insufficient, and he hadn't learned many spells, and his insights were not deep enough.
However, with his majestic mana and the high realm of Dao, he was no less powerful than many high-level spells that many Refining Void Feathermen painstakingly cultivated.
His dominance descended, instantly attracting the attention of both sides engaged in battle.
"Purple Mansion Realm?"
"A Purple Mansion Realm dares to interfere in the battle of Refining Void Feathermen?"
"Seeking death." The leaders of the Immortal Court formations, sensing Wu Yuan's aura, were extremely disdainful.
Yes, Wu Yuan's aura was very strong, but he was not in the Refining Void Realm after all.
Fighting across different realms? It seemed like many, but that was because Wu Yuan was in contact with the most outstanding geniuses in the great realm.
Those who could truly fight across different realms were actually very rare.
However, the Purple Mansion cultivators and Mountain and River cultivators in the Immortal Court formations were confident, while the two Refining Void Feathermen were full of vigilance.
"Where did he come from?"
"His spells are powerful, and his understanding of Dao is high. He should be at the Domain Realm Ninefold, a genius from the original Witch Realm?" The two Refining Void Feathermen of the Immortal Court transmitted their voices to each other.
They didn't recognize Wu Yuan.
"Sword Ming?"
"It's Sword Ming!"
"We're saved. It's him. Hasn't he left the main continent yet? Haven't heard from him for a long time."
"Haha, this battle is saved." The cultivators on the Witch Court side were boiling with excitement.
Through the Divine Void Jade, they sensed Wu Yuan's name.
"Sword Ming?" Bald man Yanquan stared with wide eyes, looking at the figure in the blood-red robe in the void, unable to believe it.
Back then, they had a chance encounter.
Later on.
He heard about the legend of the Thirty-Sixth Battlefield created by the other party time and time again.
But they never met again.
Never thought that today, facing a great catastrophe, when he was about to die, it happened to be the arrival of the other party.
"Is this fate?" Yanquan's mind flashed with this thought, and then he burst into madness.
At any cost, the chains attached to the flames became more powerful.
...
"Yanquan?" Wu Yuan's gaze swept over the bald man, and his memory was excellent. He naturally remembered.
However.
For Wu Yuan, Yanquan was just a passing figure in his life, and he didn't care at all.
He came here not to save the other party.
Purely attracted by the fluctuations of the battle.
"Two Refining Void Realms, let's see if you can handle my moves." Wu Yuan's mind moved, and suddenly two large seals appeared in front of him.
Rumbling~
Two large seals flew out, with countless green Dao patterns on their surface, communicating with the origin of the Way of Eternal Life in the depths, instantly causing the power of the large seals to skyrocket, and their volume dramatically expanded.
Like two towering peaks.
Spiritual Treasure – Mountain Transformation Seal.
This was a relatively common spiritual treasure, one of the spoils that Wu Yuan obtained by killing a large number of Refining Void Feathermen.
But this seemingly ordinary magical treasure, when it fell into Wu Yuan's hands, erupted with unbelievable power.
"Not good!"
"Block it!" The two Refining Void Feathermen from the Immortal Court formations changed their expressions. One controlled a sword formation, and the other controlled numerous ice elements, instantly transforming into two roaring ice dragons and attacking.
"Boom, boom~"
Spells and magical treasures erupted with a terrifying collision in the void, and the shockwaves spread for thousands of miles on both sides.
In the repeated clashes, the two mountain-like large seals forced the one-layer sword formation and the two ice dragons to support and retreat.
This scene left the two Refining Void Feathermen in disbelief.
Facing two against one, they were still somewhat at a disadvantage.
"Kill!" Yanquan burst out, dozens of chains condensed, forming a flaming staff, piercing through the air with overwhelming momentum.
This imposing manner.
It immediately forced the Refining Void Featherman controlling the sword formation to turn around and defend, resisting Yanquan's attack.
The situation for the Immortal Court Refining Void Featherman controlling the ice dragons suddenly became extremely grim, with increased pressure.
After just a few clashes.
"Tear~"
The two large seals suddenly collided and fused, unexpectedly shattering one of the ice dragons like a sandwich biscuit.
"Boom!"
"Boom!" One large seal suppressed the other ice dragon, while the other large seal whizzed toward the Immortal Court Refining Void Featherman whose spell collapsed.
Under the control of Wu Yuan's powerful divine consciousness, the large seals were incredibly fast.
"Pong~"
The large seal fell, directly smashing the unresponsive Refining Void Featherman into pieces.
Dead!
"Escape." The other Refining Void Realm sword cultivator, seeing the situation, was extremely terrified. He immediately turned into a streak of light and fled frantically. Even with Yanquan exerting all his strength, he couldn't stop his escape.
"Escape? Ah, why bother." Wu Yuan shook his head slightly, his fingertip moved, "Go!"
Swoosh!
A blurry streak of light tore through the sky, directly piercing through the vast void, completely shattering the one-layer sword formation.
"Pu~"
As the streak of light passed, the body of the Refining Void Featherman instantly turned into blood mist. Dead!
"I initially wanted to kill you with the Way of Eternal Life," Wu Yuan muttered to himself, "but you forced me to use my life-bound flying sword."
With Wu Yuan's current realm.
Once he exerted all his strength, killing a few ordinary Refining Void Holy Territory cultivators was like cutting melons and vegetables.
"Exhale!" "Exhale!"
The remaining magical treasures of the two Refining Void Feathermen turned into streaks of light and flew into Wu Yuan's hands.
Quickly put away by him.
"Mingjian Daoist friend," Yanquan transformed into a streak of light and flew over.
"Haha, meeting is fate. Live well." Wu Yuan smiled and turned into a blood light, soaring into the sky.
Leaving Yanquan looking bewildered.
"Is this an unparalleled genius?" Yanquan sighed inwardly, but his gaze fell on a large number of Immortal Court formations with Purple Mansion battle arrays that had already begun to flee frantically in the distance.
"Kill!" Yanquan directly rushed over.
...
Flying in the void.
"It's been two months."
"I've experienced many battles, and I've killed dozens of Refining Void Holy Territory powerhouses. Although I have made progress, the pressure from ordinary Refining Void Holy Territory cultivators is too small." Wu Yuan frowned slightly.
Even deliberately suppressing his own strength.
But when one is clear that there is no danger, there is no terrifying stimulus that comes from the edge of life and death.
The oppression under the threat of death is difficult to replace and simulate.
In a word!
The opponents in the entire lower-level battlefield are too weak for Wu Yuan now.
"It's indeed time to leave the Witch Immortal battlefield."
"However, before leaving, I should try one last time."
"I wonder if the unparalleled geniuses sent by the Immortal Court to hunt me down are still around." Wu Yuan's eyes flickered.
"Perhaps, it's time to give the Immortal Court a big gift!"
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Chapter 331: The Beginning of Legend
Over the past decade,
Wu Yuan roamed freely, killing and exploring on the main continent. With his powerful divine sense, he detected many formidable teams, including some Purple Mansion realm geniuses that posed a great threat to him.
Undoubtedly, they were all geniuses from the Immortal Court!
Repeated encounters led Wu Yuan to conclude that his relentless killings had drawn the attention of the Thunder Feather Divine Temple once again. Therefore, they dispatched Immortal Court geniuses to hunt him down.
The main continent was vast, and Wu Yuan's whereabouts were elusive.
In theory, it should be challenging to locate him.
"Although I conceal my identity, when facing powerful opponents, I must reveal my ultimate sword technique. Such battles cannot be concealed, and the Thunder Feather Divine Temple will sense my movements," Wu Yuan reminisced, "So, are these Immortal Court geniuses repeatedly attempting to capture me?"
However, at that time, Wu Yuan, although aware, was not willing to provoke the geniuses of the Thunder Feather Divine Temple too much.
So, relying on his powerful divine sense, he repeatedly evaded the hunting teams of the Immortal Court.
"Now, as I plan to leave the Witch Immortal battlefield, there's no need to hold back. Before leaving, let's have a big showdown," Wu Yuan's eyes revealed a hint of coldness.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Moreover."
"These Refining Void Holy Territory cultivators pose too little pressure on me, and the training effect is far worse than I imagined," Wu Yuan thought, "I must face greater pressure."
Only by challenging the geniuses of the Immortal Court.
Encountering a bottleneck in enlightenment, Wu Yuan remained calm, not feeling surprised. The most important thing was that he had too little time for cultivation.
For a bottleneck, either time wears it down, or enlightenment strikes suddenly.
Or, it can be forced through life and death struggles.
"The Way of Eternal Life, advancing from the Ninth Realm of the Domain to the true meaning level, is enough to trap countless cultivators in the Refining Void Ninth Realm for tens of thousands of years until their natural lifespan ends."
"How long has it trapped me? What does it matter?" Wu Yuan shook his head slightly.
Just like the original body of the Body Refining.
In terms of enlightenment talent, it was no less than the Qi Refining body that received the blessing of the divine mind and faith.
However, breaking through the bottleneck of the Stellar True Meaning took several years of bloody battles.
"Those Immortals, in terms of the strength of their divine minds, are no less than me. Some are even stronger. Their enlightenment talent should not be too bad either. However, after cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, many have only comprehended a mid-level law to the fourth or fifth true meaning."
"At least, looking at the entire Great World, below a hundred years old, I should be the leading figure by now."
"Not weaker than Senior Brother Jiang Huan during the same period of his age."
"Enough to be comparable to the most monstrous geniuses in history." Wu Yuan was confident enough.
The transformation of the Wooden Source Dao Body had just begun, and the transformation of the Divine Soul had also taken only a few months.
The further back, the faster his progress would naturally be.
Swoosh!
Wu Yuan's figure moved, disappearing into the void.
"Next, first verify whether the Black Tower Pillar can still condense the 'Blood Source Pearl.'"
"During this period, I mainly killed Refining Void Holy Territory powerhouses, and I didn't indulge in indiscriminate killing."
"Now, there's no need to distinguish. Let's unleash a massacre."
...
In the vast mountain range.
"A Holy Territory powerhouse is dead."
"Run." Nearly a hundred cultivators in the Purple Mansion and Mountain River realms panicked and wanted to flee. However, along with the overwhelming sword light,
They were slaughtered completely.
...
"It's Mingjian!"
"Is Mingjian coming to save us?" A group of Witch Court cultivators stared in shock at the scene unfolding before them.
They were engaged in a fierce battle with a team from the Immortal Court, and suddenly, a vast expanse of vines appeared, wreaking havoc everywhere.
...
"Mingjian, this is our credit, you can't snatch it." Two Witch Court Refining Void Feather Masters gritted their teeth and roared, but they dared not approach.
In the nearby void,
"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"
"Swoosh!" A vast sea of sword light appeared, with a mighty momentum, completely annihilating the Holy Territory powerhouse.
Whoosh!
Countless sword lights dissipated, leaving only a blood-colored stream of light rushing towards the end of the world.
"Sorry."
"The treasures are left for you, but I'll take the heads." Wu Yuan left only a casual remark.
The two Witch Court Refining Void Feather Masters felt helpless. They had fought a bloody battle to suppress this Immortal Court Holy Territory powerhouse.
But unexpectedly, the legendary super genius 'Mingjian' suddenly descended.
Not only were the Holy Territory powerhouses from the Immortal Court powerless to resist, but the two Witch Court Refining Void realm powerhouses also felt helpless in the face of Wu Yuan's dominance because they were completely outmatched.
They were not on the same level.
...
Sensing with divine consciousness, Wu Yuan rampaged through, unleashing horrifying massacres wherever he went.
His blood mist accumulated rapidly.
The Source Crystal rewards were also soaring.
"Mingjian has started another crazy killing spree, it's happening again."
"That man, he... has returned."
"He disappeared for more than a year, and I thought he had stopped, but now he's back."
"The Source Crystal rewards didn't rise too fast in the past two months, but now they've skyrocketed."
"Looks like he was quietly cultivating during this time." Countless powerful individuals in the Witch Court camp noticed the continuously rising Source Crystal rewards of Wu Yuan.
Too terrifying!
This almost indicated that Wu Yuan was experiencing several, even dozens of killings every day, truly going on a mad slaughter.
Just half a month later.
"Three billion Source Crystals!"
"In the past ten billion years, among the eighteen low-level battlefields, the second Witch Court powerhouse whose Source Crystal rewards exceeded three billion."
"The strongest legendary warrior." Countless participants from the Witch Court gazed at one name—Mingjian.
A true sense of legend.
A legendary warrior only required a billion Source Crystals.
This requirement was high, but over generations, there were still quite a few peerless geniuses who reached this standard.
However, three billion Source Crystals was an incredible number.
Not only did it require formidable strength, but also an extended period.
Mingjian, in just over ten years, accumulated rewards exceeding three billion Source Crystals. In a sense, this was already a miracle.
Not only these participants,
Many Heavenly Immortals, Star Masters, and even the lofty Star Lords in charge of the Witch Immortal battlefield were all paying attention to Mingjian.
Perhaps he was a powerful figure from the Everlasting Sun Immortal Realm, but achieving such terrifying achievements represented a record set by the 'Witch Court camp.'
And at this moment,
Countless participants and many immortals in the Witch Realm were all thinking the same thing—can he break the record for the highest Source Crystal rewards?
...
"Kill him!"
"At least, we must stop him, make him realize the difficulty, and absolutely cannot let him create a new record." This was a roar from a Star Lord in the Immortal Court War God Temple.
When they truly saw 'Mingjian' about to set a new record,
The Thunderfeather Temple could no longer sit still.
They began to mobilize their forces.
"Those who are exploring the other seventeen low-level battlefields and have the hope of breaking through to the Refining Void Holy Territory, immediately rush to the thirty-sixth battlefield, achieve a breakthrough, and join forces to hunt Mingjian."
"Immediately."
At the same time, in the powerful spatial headquarters of the Thunderfeather Temple, in the 'Temple,' which was the gathering place for geniuses, the fourth temple.
Those who lived here were talents of the Purple Palace and Mountain and River realms.
The top one hundred geniuses.
Almost simultaneously, they received the message.
"Trial Task: Go to the thirty-sixth Immortal Witch battlefield, kill the Witch Court warrior 'Mingjian,' and the successful one will be rewarded with 'ten thousand Divine Crystals and twenty Temple Points.'"
"Note: Mingjian has killed Feng Sheng before and is about to set a new record for the highest kills in the low-level Immortal Witch battlefield."
"Note: According to available information, Mingjian is suspected to be a First-Class Immortal Base, has nine Lifebound Flying Swords, is proficient in the Dao of Stars and the Dao of Eternal Life. Among them, his proficiency in the Dao of Stars has reached the First Level of True Meaning, and the Dao of Eternal Life has reached the Ninth Realm of Domain... His Divine Soul is also extremely powerful. It is recommended that at least five geniuses team up to go."
This trial task was very simple but instantly caused a huge sensation in the fourth temple.
"Mingjian?"
"I've heard about it. It is said that Teng Duo, Yan Dan, and An Heng, who went to hunt him before, failed."
"Feng Sheng, in terms of strength, is not inferior to us, but he still died at his hands. This Mingjian is not easy to mess with." A group of top geniuses from the fourth temple gathered together, discussing with each other.
"Let's go!"
"We may not be able to defeat him alone, but can't a group of people handle it?"
"Although he is a dual-talent genius, he is not yet at the level of True Meaning in two Middle-Grade Laws. He is just a powerful Immortal Base, extremely skilled in battles."
"Kill him!"
"A reward of ten thousand Divine Crystals and twenty Temple Points. If we rely on ourselves, when will we accumulate it?" Many geniuses at the Purple Palace and Mountain and River levels in the fourth temple were extremely covetous of the rewards.
Moreover, this also represented a kind of honor.
Most of these temple geniuses, although ranked in the top one hundred of the fourth temple, had not been personally accepted as disciples by Star Lord-level figures.
"Kan Gao, are you going or not?"
"Let's go!"
"Let's go together. If we join forces, even if we can't beat him, it should be no problem to save our lives."
"It's just right to go for slaughter and tempering!"
Quickly, one after another, geniuses from the temples began to rush from the distant Thunderfeather Temple headquarters to the thirty-sixth battlefield.
Combined with a large number of Purple Palace and Mountain and River cultivators who could break through to the Refining Void Holy Territory,
In just a few days,
The number of powerful beings descending on the thirty-sixth battlefield began to skyrocket, especially on the main continent, where it was truly an alarming situation.
Just like the Witch Court's Source Crystal reward record, it couldn't hide from the Thunderfeather Temple's side.
The large-scale mobilization of the Thunderfeather Temple also couldn't be concealed.
The news spread completely.
...
"Just wait."
"Whether Mingjian realizes the difficulty and withdraws, or exits the Witch Immortal battlefield now, saving his life."
"Still, facing difficulties, he fights his way through the encirclement and blockade of the Immortal Court, achieving a legendary feat, all depending on himself." Many high-level figures from both camps were deeply concerned about Wu Yuan's movements.
On the side of the Cangfeng Witch Realm, it seemed like the highest level gave a hint, or perhaps it was because Mingjian was a formidable force from the Hengyang Immortal Realm. Therefore, they did not mobilize the original talents and powerhouses of the Witch Realm to enter the thirty-sixth battlefield.
It seemed like they had great trust in Wu Yuan, waiting for his showdown with the Immortal Court.
Yes.
The Purple Mansion Mountain and River Realm may seem unremarkable.
However, the cultivators of the Purple Mansion Mountain and River Realm also had legendary feats that belonged to their stage.
Undoubtedly!
If Mingjian, in such a predicament, could still break the highest kill record, it would be a new legend, left for countless future disciples of the Great Realm to sing about.
This kind of legendary achievement was much stronger than the so-called 'One Star Tower Record' and 'Witch God Tower Record'.
Because this was created from countless bloody battles.
Days passed.
Time provided answers to everyone.
Just over a month later,
"The slaughter continues. Mingjian is still on the main continent, even though the Immortal Court has dispatched many powerhouses, they still can't stop his killing spree."
"He is still invincible, and his whereabouts are unpredictable."
"Breaking through thirty-one billion Source Crystal rewards!"
"Getting closer and closer."
"Only two million Source Crystals left for the subsequent rewards."
"Mingjian, impressive."
"I knew he wouldn't disappoint us." When Wu Yuan's Source Crystal rewards broke through, countless participants from the Witch Court were extremely excited.
Especially the powerful beings in the Cangfeng Witch Realm.
Billions of years of war!
In their bones, they were full of a sense of honor, as well as a hatred and killing intent towards the Thunderfeather Temple.
Mingjian repeatedly set records.
The increase in Source Crystal rewards time and time again made them feel the excitement and surge of emotions.
They were extremely looking forward to it.
Mingjian being able to fight his way out of the siege by the Immortal Court geniuses.
However.
When Wu Yuan's Source Crystal rewards further increased, and only ten million remained to break the highest record in a billion years, he suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?"
"Not killing anymore? Only ten million left. With Mingjian's efficiency in killing over the years, it should be enough in at most three days."
"Could it be that he's afraid?" Countless participants from the Witch Court were in an uproar.
They were all curious, puzzled, and confused.
...
"Where is this Mingjian?"
"He's clearly slaughtering in this area, but our dozens of teams can't find him."
"His Divine Soul is strong, but can it still create a new Divine Soul?"
"He didn't kill anymore. I went to the last battle site to check, but there was no trace of him." Many outstanding geniuses and Refining Void Saint Domain powerhouses from the Thunderfeather Temple felt helpless.
They searched with all their might but couldn't find Wu Yuan.
...
In an inconspicuous mountain range on the main continent, deep within a massive cave, inside the Lingbao Warship.
"These people are really naive, thinking they can come and find me?" Wu Yuan sat cross-legged on the jade platform, feeling extremely calm.
Continuous slaughter.
His divine sense spread in all directions, naturally observing the traces of outstanding geniuses from the temples time and time again, but he chose to avoid them.
And the reason Wu Yuan could now sit here peacefully was straightforward—his Divine Soul enveloped everything.
Even the divine sense of the Refining Void Saint Domain powerhouses couldn't penetrate.
This was one of the wonders of the Divine Soul.
As for the highest kill record in the battlefield?
Wu Yuan had never cared about it; all records were illusory, and one's own strength was the most substantial.
Just like Wu Yuan clearly had the confidence to break through the seventy-ninth floor of the One-Star Tower, why hadn't he gone yet?
Because there was no need.
Apart from attracting attention, there were no other benefits.
As for why he stopped when only ten million Source Crystals were left?
The reason was even simpler—Blood Mist, once again, had accumulated to its limit.
"Blood Mist, no response." Wu Yuan silently sensed.
In the upper Dantian Palace, the vast Blood Mist had accumulated to the extreme.
However, neither the Black Tower nor the stone pillar at the top of the Black Tower showed any changes.
"Twelve drops of Blood Source Beads, time and time again, strengthen my Divine Soul, even breaking the limits of the operation of the rules of the world." Wu Yuan pondered, "At that time, I thought that this kind of breaking of limits must have limitations."
It couldn't be endlessly strengthened.
The anticipation became reality.
"Twelve drops of Blood Source Beads happen to transform my Divine Soul into a Divine Spirit, perhaps following some kind of rule." Wu Yuan speculated, but couldn't figure it out too deeply.
Regarding the Black Tower, although he knew a bit about its origins and had some speculations.
But it was just the tip of the iceberg.
Most of the secrets were still hidden in the mist, seemingly waiting for Wu Yuan to slowly explore.
"At least, the Refining Qi Avatar at the Purple Mansion Realm stage seems to have reached the pinnacle bestowed by the Black Tower." Wu Yuan pondered, "I just don't know if the Refining Body Avatar can accumulate Blood Mist to the extreme through slaughter and then condense Blood Source Beads?"
Wu Yuan had no great confidence.
Because, based on past experiences,
The Black Tower seemed to have different effects on the Refining Qi Avatar and the Refining Body Avatar.
Suddenly.
"Hmm?" Wu Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, a hint of surprise flashing through: "Qua Chi venerable master wants to see me?"
This caught Wu Yuan off guard.
It wasn't summoning the Refining Body Avatar, but the Refining Qi Avatar.
And it was right in the personal space of the Cangfeng Witch Realm.
This was the message that Wu Yuan's Refining Body Avatar had just received.
...
Wu Yuan's two avatars, practicing Divine Soul techniques, had grown to the present.
It can be said.
It was almost impossible to distinguish based on appearances alone.
At least, whether it was the Cangfeng Witch Realm or the Witch Court Dao Holy Temple, they couldn't tell the difference.
In the Cangfeng Witch Realm, the personal palace of the Refining Qi Avatar.
Buzz~
Countless points of light converged, and the figure of a man in beast attire appeared in the palace. His aura was elusive, without any oppressive force, as if he stood at the infinite end of the world.
"Master." Wu Yuan's Refining Qi Avatar had respectful thoughts and bowed.
"This is the first time my refining Qi Avatar has met you," Kuachi Witch Lord looked down at his disciple, "still in the Divine Illusion Realm."
"Master." Wu Yuan respectfully bowed, feeling a slight tension.
Even in the Divine Illusion Realm, the master's gaze seemed to possess an unimaginable power, capable of penetrating one's own mysteries.
"Your growth rate over the past decade is quite impressive," Kuachi Witch Lord said lightly, "it can be said that it far exceeds my expectations."
Wu Yuan was slightly stunned.
Far exceeds?
This term already represented extremely high praise for himself, after all, the other party was a monarch-level existence.
"Even your senior brothers Jiang Huan and Zhang Hong, back then, were far from as dazzling as you are now," Kuachi Witch Lord said.
"I dare not compare myself to Senior Brothers." Wu Yuan whispered.
"What dare or not dare, strength is strength, weakness is weakness," Kuachi Witch Lord said with a faint smile, "Now, there is no need to be modest. Where did the killing aura and arrogance that swept the Witch Immortal Battlefield go?"
"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Wu Yuan nodded gently.
Exactly!
Witch Realm cultivators seemed to really dislike modesty, and were more straightforward in handling various matters, mostly being simple and crude.
"Master, why did you come to see me?" Wu Yuan couldn't help but ask.
"Now, the Thunderfeather Temple has mobilized a large number of temple members and a large number of Refining Void Saint Domain cultivators to besiege you. Are you afraid? Are you in awe?" Kuachi Witch Lord said lightly.
"Not afraid!" Wu Yuan shook his head. "Disciple is confident in dealing with it."
"Good."
Kuachi Witch Lord nodded in satisfaction. "This is the information list of those top geniuses from the Fourth Temple. It's for you, all collected by the Witch Realm Intelligence Department. You can take a look."
A virtual immortal decree formed with a rustle.
Wu Yuan was slightly stunned.
"I have only one request for you, break that killing record," Kuachi Witch Lord looked down at Wu Yuan, "kill as many enemies as possible, kill a few more temple geniuses, and reveal all the talents and strength of your refining Qi Avatar."
Wu Yuan was slightly puzzled.
"Do not worry about your safety. I will arrange everything," Kuachi Witch Lord revealed a mysterious smile, "As long as you break the record, the result will definitely not disappoint you."
"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded, speculating in his heart.
"Do you have anything to ask me?" Kuachi Witch Lord inquired.
"Master, disciple obtained a 'Bronze Immortality Token.' How should I handle it?" Wu Yuan quickly asked. Leaking the news of the Bronze Immortality Token to others might bring trouble.
"Do you have to go within twenty years?" Kuachi Witch Lord asked.
"Yes, less than twenty years." Wu Yuan replied honestly.
"Well, there is still time, don't be hasty," Kuachi Witch Lord nodded slightly. "Wait until your refining Qi Avatar leaves the Witch Immortal Battlefield, then go find an opportunity to break through."
"In a few days."
"I will tell you some information about the 'Immortal Land.' Although it is extremely dangerous there, with your talent and strength, you may also obtain great opportunities. Go and try it." Kuachi Witch Lord said.
"Yes." Wu Yuan's heart settled slightly.
Indeed, the master had some information about the Immortal Land that he couldn't get in touch with.
"Is there anything else?" Kuachi Witch Lord asked.
"Nothing." Wu Yuan shook his head.
"Hmm." Kuachi Witch Lord nodded. "I will grant you individual access. From now on, your two avatars can directly contact me through the Witch Realm."
"If there is danger, you can come find me."
"However, I hope that if there is nothing major, you can handle it yourself," Kuachi Witch Lord said.
"Disciple understands." Wu Yuan bowed respectfully.
Kuachi Witch Lord nodded slightly and dispersed into countless points of light.
Wu Yuan stood in his personal palace.
"Master suddenly appeared and asked me to break the killing record, there must be a reason," Wu Yuan's eyes drooped slightly as he silently pondered, "However, since Master promised protection, there is no need for further concerns."
At the same time, Wu Yuan sensed a change in his master's attitude towards him.
"The first time I met Master, when I became a disciple, Master didn't really pay much attention to me."
"The second time, after I seized the title of Fifth Stage in the Witch Realm and obtained the Book of True Territories, Master valued me a bit more," Wu Yuan thought to himself. "Until now, I have gained the qualification to meet Master at any time."
"Perhaps, from now on, I truly have earned Master's approval."
Wu Yuan's gaze fell on the virtual immortal decree beside him.
A gentle tap of his fingertip.
Rustling sounds as countless points of light appeared.
Wu Yuan quickly browsed through it, gaining a clearer understanding of the strength of the top geniuses of this generation from the Fourth Temple.
After a while.
All noted down!
"Everything is ready, time to act." A hint of killing intent flashed in Wu Yuan's eyes. "Want to kill me?"
"Let's see who kills whom."
"Use the blood of temple geniuses to forge the path to become the number one in the battlefield."
Hum~ Wu Yuan's thoughts dissipated, returning to his original form, and then he put away the Lingbao Warship.
He left the cave directly.
...
Swoosh! Wu Yuan flew in the void, his divine sense spreading out mightily, covering an area of about a million miles.
"My killing efficiency is so high; I'm afraid various forces have already recognized that I have cultivated a primordial spirit," Wu Yuan remained calm in his heart. "Then, let's reveal the power of my newly formed divine soul."
Moving forward, searching.
Suddenly.
"Hmm?" Wu Yuan abruptly stopped.
Because he clearly sensed, about a million miles to the left, there was an extremely powerful team.
Three in the Purple Mansion Realm.
Eight in the Refining Void Realm, and four in the Saint Domain Realm.
"Judging from their attire and aura, it's the peerless genius Teng Duo from the top ten rankings of the Temple. I've encountered him once before. As for the other two, their strength is probably not inferior to Feng Sheng," Wu Yuan's eyes were cold. "Let's start with you."
Boom! Wu Yuan moved in an instant, rushing over at extreme speed.
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