Chapter 347: Chapter 352: Nine Heavens_1
"Such rare and extinct Spiritual Medicines!"
Dongfang Zhantian was overwhelmed with excitement after appearing in the herb garden. He began digging up Spiritual Medicines with frantic, comical movements, like a simpleton.
Although he was the Crown Prince of the Nine Heavens Saint’s Court, he understood the importance of Spiritual Medicines. If he could bring these extinct Spiritual Medicines out and cultivate them, the Saint’s Court’s strength would rapidly increase.
While he was engrossed in his harvest, the Soul Martial Ancestor materialized from the Void. His chain weapon, like a灵蛇 sighting its prey, darted towards Dongfang Zhantian.
"Who goes there?"
Dongfang Zhantian, possessing formidable strength, instantly detected the attack. The spacetime around him distorted, and he reappeared ten thousand zhang away.
His Spacetime Divine Body allowed him to control the power of time and space and traverse spacetime itself, making it exceptionally potent for both offense and escape.
"Die!"
The Soul Martial Ancestor’s figure emerged, black demonic energy soaring into the sky. Two chains tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.
As the second-ranked young prodigy on the Immortal Rankings, he possessed the second-ranked special physique, the ’Voidness Dao Divine Body’, capable of mobilizing the formidable power of the Great Dao of Voidness.
Wherever the chains passed, the power of the Great Dao permeated, and the Void itself completely turned into Voidness.
"Soul Martial Ancestor?"
Dongfang Zhantian’s eyes narrowed. He quickly drew his battle sword, an Emperor Level weapon. Imbued with spacetime power, he slashed down.
The Void was cleaved in two, Sword Qi traversing spacetime.
To destroy this attack, one had to sever the surrounding spacetime. Otherwise, one could only rely on physical strength to resist it.
Among those of the same cultivation realm, ordinary Martial Artists facing this attack would be utterly helpless. Only those with powerful special physiques had a chance to block it.
"Your Spiritual Energy is unstable; the drawbacks of your hasty breakthrough still persist!"
The Soul Martial Ancestor sneered. The chains abruptly changed direction, destroying the Sword Qi and flying towards Dongfang Zhantian to bind him. The supreme power of the Great Dao interwove, completely sealing the Void.
Dongfang Zhantian’s expression changed slightly, his brow furrowed. The Soul Martial Ancestor’s strength was even greater than he had imagined. Not only did his spacetime power fail to give him an advantage, but it was actually being countered.
Moreover, the Soul Martial Ancestor was right; the hidden dangers from his forced breakthrough had not been completely resolved.
If the battle continued, he had no chance of victory.
"Hmph, we’ll fight again next time!"
Dongfang Zhantian threw a punch, shattering the sealed Void. With a tap of his foot, he left countless afterimages in the Void and vanished without a trace.
The Soul Martial Ancestor pursued for a while but was left far behind, eventually giving up the chase.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the crystal orb in his hand flared with red light, coalescing into four words: Yin-Yang Divine Body. He immediately turned to hunt his new prey.
As night deepened, the bright moonlight spilled down, illuminating the landscape and painting it with a layer of cold, white light.
The Soul Martial Ancestor weaved through the forest, sometimes insubstantial, sometimes solid, like a ghost—a terrifying sight.
「Elsewhere...」
Qin Wudao followed Four Incompatible, traversing the Endless Abyss. He had been flying for several hours, but there was still no sign of the bottom, nor did he know how deep it truly was.
The further they descended, the colder the Void became. The biting wind seemed to pierce to the bone.
Qin Wudao circulated his Chaos Divine Body, which made him feel slightly better.
Four Incompatible, leading the way, was secretly observing Qin Wudao’s reactions with great surprise. In truth, this abyss held another secret: it could test the strength of one’s physique.
The stronger one’s physique, the greater their resistance to the cold. At the depth they had reached, even cultivators possessing top-ten Divine Bodies would be shivering uncontrollably from the cold.
Yet, Qin Wudao showed little reaction, which made Four Incompatible marvel inwardly.
I’m curious to see where your limit lies! Four Incompatible mused, then dived deeper.
After an hour, a white mist began to rise from the dark abyss. It swirled and churned like a flowing slurry, seemingly capable of buoying them up.
As the pair flew into the mist, Qin Wudao instantly felt a wave of cold assail him. It crept into his pores, and even the warm blood flowing in his veins showed signs of freezing.
"So cold!"
Qin Wudao shivered. His lips turned dark, and his limbs grew stiff. He was losing control of his body and began to freefall.
At this moment, the self-defense mechanism of his Chaos Divine Body activated. A ball of grayish-white flame emerged from his back, incinerating all the surrounding white mist.
"This is?"
Four Incompatible was greatly alarmed. The grayish-white flame sent a tremor through its soul, making it instinctively want to flee.
What is this flame? What kind of physique does he truly possess? Four Incompatible wondered, its curiosity soaring.
The white mist they had just passed through was the protective layer of the Primordial Supreme Secret Realm. Even true Immortal Realm Martial Artists would be frozen solid by it, yet Qin Wudao had passed through unscathed.
The white mist wasn’t too thick, and they soon passed through it, arriving in a world of Nine Heavens.
Looking into the distance, each layer of the Nine Heavens world was vast and boundless, stretching further than the eye could see, comparable in size to several Dao Domains combined.
Perhaps because it had been uninhabited for too long, the world of Nine Heavens appeared desolate and dilapidated. A gust of wind swept through, heightening the sense of bleakness and sorrow.
A melancholic look appeared in Four Incompatible’s eyes as it carefully surveyed the Nine Heavens. It sighed softly, "Once, this was a sacred land for all Martial Artists, home to countless cultivators seeking the Dao. Now, it’s desolate and uninhabited. How tragic! What a lamentable sight!"
Qin Wudao couldn’t help but ask, "Senior, what exactly happened in the Primordial Era?"
Four Incompatible shook its head and flew towards the land, saying, "You are still too weak. You are not qualified to know!"
Qin Wudao fell silent. Kun Daoist had said the same thing.
Landing on the ninth layer of this world, the ground was barren, with only a few dry wooden stumps remaining. Further away stood densely packed stone pillars and the crumbled remains of walls.
"This was the Heavenly Venerate’s residence. His legacy is also here!" Four Incompatible said, leading the way with familiarity.
Venturing further in, Qin Wudao saw that these stone pillars, which served as supports for the palace roof, were about a thousand zhang high. Moreover, each pillar had a unique shape: some were draconic, some phoenix-like, some tiger-shaped...
"These are the Myriad Beast Pillars. A Divine Beast is coiled around each one, serving as a guardian of the palace!" Four Incompatible explained.
These words deeply shocked Qin Wudao. Using Divine Beasts as pillars—it was too extravagant!
As he passed the pillars, Qin Wudao could still feel a potent pressure. This was the lingering aura of the Divine Beasts that had coiled around the pillars for a long time.
Indeed, it was the long-term presence of these Divine Beasts that caused the pillars to undergo a transformation, becoming incredibly hard. Having endured the ravages of war and the passage of time, they still stood tall and imposing.
Entering the cluster of stone palaces, they saw a ninety-nine-step staircase, aptly named the Ascending Heaven Steps.
After crossing the Ascending Heaven Steps, Qin Wudao saw a supreme throne ten thousand zhang away. It floated ten cun high in the Void, emanating a golden light.
"Back then, ten thousand immortals would gather in the hall to celebrate the Master’s birthday. Daughters of the Heavenly Court would dance, sons of the Heavenly Sects would play the zither, and descendants of the Sky Tribe would kneel in welcome..." Four Incompatible reminisced with a sigh.
At Four Incompatible’s words, grand scenes involuntarily emerged in Qin Wudao’s mind.