After weeks of intense cultivation, Wang Weixiang felt a surge of power unlike anything he had ever experienced. The energy within him crackled with intensity, resonating with the mountain's ancient pulse. With each layer he added to his foundation, he could sense the fabric of reality bending to his will.
Reaching the monumental milestone of 100,000,000 layers in the extreme foundation realm, a profound shift rippled through Bosom Heaven. The air vibrated with energy, and the earth beneath his feet quivered in recognition of his extraordinary achievement.
As he stood at the peak of a towering cliff, overlooking the vast expanse of the cultivation world, a seismic shift reverberated through Bosom Heaven. The air hummed with energy, and the very earth beneath his feet seemed to tremble in acknowledgment of his achievement
Reviewing his system profile:
- Name: Wang Weixiang
- Race: Human
- Lifespan: 18/999,999,999
- Cultivation: Extreme foundation realm, 100,000,000 layers
- Cultivation technique: None
- Items: None
From a mere hundred years of lifespan, it extended to hundreds of millions. The implications of this newfound longevity sent a wave of both awe and uncertainty through Wang Weixiang's being. Was this longevity a gift or a burden? Only time would reveal the true impact.
as he check his profile
In that moment of clarity, Wang sensed a presence approaching. The system's voice echoed in his mind.
"Congratulations, Wang Weixiang," the system intoned, its digital presence flickering with anticipation. "You have surpassed all expectations and unlocked a realm of power few can comprehend. As a reward for your unwavering dedication, I offer you a choice."
A holographic display materialized before Wang, showcasing three shimmering orbs of light, each pulsating with a unique energy. The system's voice continued, "You may choose one of the following talents to further enhance your abilities: the Sword Saint talent, the Alchemy God talent, or the Formation of Wonders 7 talent."
Wang's gaze lingered on the orbs, each radiating a distinct aura of potential. The allure of mastering the sword, an art revered by warriors and cultivators alike, called to him with an irresistible pull. The image of soaring through the heavens with a sword in hand, transcending the limits of mortal existence, ignited a flame of determination within him.
Without hesitation, Wang declared, "I choose the Sword Saint talent."
The system's response was immediate, a surge of energy enveloping Wang as the Sword Saint talent fused with his being. A rush of power coursed through him, his senses sharpening, his reflexes honing to a razor's edge. The essence of the Sword Saint flowed through his veins, granting him a mastery of the blade that transcended mortal skill.
As the transformation settled, Wang felt a profound connection to the sword, its weight and balance becoming an extension of his very soul. The echoes of ancient swordsmen reverberated in his mind, their wisdom and techniques merging with his own understanding of combat.
The system's voice resonated with approval, "Wang Weixiang, you have chosen the path of the Sword Saint, a legacy of strength and honor. With this talent, you shall carve your destiny with the might of a thousand blades, your name echoing through the annals of history."
Embracing his newfound power, Wang unsheathed an ethereal sword that materialized in his hand, its edge gleaming with the brilliance of a star. With a swift motion, he sliced through the fabric of reality, a trail of light following his blade as he moved with the grace and precision of a true Sword Saint.
The sword, a simple wooden blade, released a line of sword energy that seemed like wind itself, but it cut through to the heavens, from his planar world to the greater planar where his small world resided. The heavens fell into silence, as if even the gods were stunned by the sheer might of his strike. No one dared to make a sound.
As the echoes of his swordsmanship reverberated throughout the realms, Wang Weixiang stood at the precipice of a new era, his spirit ablaze with the fire of a thousand suns. The path of the Sword Saint beckoned, and he was more than prepared to walk it with unwavering conviction.