Chapter 313 Perfect Realms Revealed, Shocking Xiao Yan and Xiao Xuan!
"The cultivation methods in this world are different from yours."
Li Changsheng spoke calmly and slowly.
"The starting point of cultivation is called the Blood-Moving Realm."
Upon hearing the words "starting point," Xiao Yan immediately perked up his ears, while Yao Lao also held his breath and concentrated in his ring.
"To reach the Blood Transformation Realm, one must mobilize the essence and blood of the entire body, making it surge like thunder, to melt the bone inscriptions and ignite divine light within the blood."
Li Changsheng glanced at Xiao Yan's somewhat thin frame.
"In terms of physical strength alone."
"At the peak of the Blood Removal Realm, a single swing of the arm can generate a force of 100,000 jin."
"One hundred thousand jin?!"
Xiao Yan cried out in surprise.
In the Dou Qi Continent, even Dou Zhe, Dou Shi, and Da Dou Shi, if they can lift a thousand-pound boulder with their physical strength alone without using Dou Qi, are already considered exceptionally gifted.
The first level of this world is to have the strength of 100,000 jin without relying on any external force, simply through the physical body.
Is this even human?
Ignoring Xiao Yan's shock, Li Changsheng continued:
"After the blood transfusion, one enters the Cave Heaven Realm, where one must open an Immortal Cave Heaven within the body and seize the creation of heaven and earth."
"Next, there's Spirit Transformation, Inscription, Array Formation, and Venerable One."
"Only by crossing the Venerable Realm and igniting the Divine Flame can one truly possess a trace of self-protection in this world."
Hearing these unfamiliar words, Xiao Yan felt as if one mountain after another was pressing down on his shoulders.
Only by igniting the divine fire can one have the power to protect oneself.
What level of cultivation did that gray-robed old man who casually refined pills on Spirit Medicine Peak possess?
Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and forced himself to continue asking:
"May I ask, senior, what realm have you reached now?"
Li Changsheng turned around and continued walking towards the main peak.
"I have just begun to understand the way of the sword, and now I stand at the level of an immortal king."
"Immortal King?" Xiao Yan was taken aback. This term sounded even more ethereal than the previous realms.
"The immortal king has an endless lifespan and lives forever in the world."
Li Changsheng's voice echoed in the sea of clouds.
"A single drop of true blood can crush countless ancient stars and easily erase your so-called lower realm."
Could a single drop of blood erase the Dou Qi Continent?
Xiao Yan's throat was dry, and his steps were even a little unsteady.
Outside the light screen, Gu Yuan and the three giants of the Dan Tower were ashen-faced, and no longer had any thought of comparison.
After a long silence, Xiao Yan looked at the Immortal Lord's Palace, which was getting closer and closer and exuding supreme majesty, and couldn't help but ask again.
"Then... what about the Immortal Lord?"
Xiao Yan lowered his voice, as if afraid of disturbing some taboo.
"My Lord, what realm are you in?"
Upon hearing this question, Li Changsheng, who had maintained a calm expression, suddenly stopped completely in his tracks.
"The realm of an Immortal Lord?"
Li Changsheng glanced at the sky.
"That's not something beings like you and me are qualified to speculate on."
"If I absolutely have to give an answer..."
"That means in the eyes of the Immortal Lord, ordinary Immortal Kings are nothing more than larger flying insects."
After saying this, Li Changsheng said no more, turned around and stepped onto the ninety-nine white jade steps in front of the Immortal Lord's Hall, leaving Xiao Yan standing alone in place.
Ahead, Li Changsheng ignored Xiao Yan's raging waves and patiently explained the cultivation system of this world.
"Since you asked me about the division of realms, I will continue from the point of igniting the divine fire."
"After the Venerable One, comes the Divine Fire Realm, where one ignites their own divine fire and transcends the mortal realm."
"Then comes the True One Realm, comprehending the truth of heaven and earth. After that, there are the Holy Sacrifice, Heavenly God, Void Path, Severing Myself, Escape to Oneness..."
"Until you reach the Supreme Realm."
"Upon reaching the Supreme Realm, one can be considered a hegemon in the three thousand states of the Upper Realm."
"But if one wants to live forever, one still needs to undergo a true baptism of immortality, shed one's mortal body, and become a true immortal."
Li Changsheng paused, his gaze becoming somewhat distant.
Above True Immortal is Immortal King.
"The difference between the Immortal King realm and the Immortal King realm is like the difference between clouds and mud."
"The most basic is the ordinary Immortal King, and above that is the supreme Immortal King."
"If one can break through the limit at the very top, one becomes a Celestial King. Above the Celestial King are the Supreme Celestial Kings and so on."
"And at the end of this Immortal King realm, there is a small group of exceptionally talented individuals who can touch that unspeakable radiance, and they are called Emperor Light Immortal Kings."
Hearing about these terrifying realms that seemed to ascend to heaven step by step, Xiao Yan couldn't help but swallow hard.
He carefully raised his head.
"Then... what about above the Emperor Light Immortal King? The Immortal Lord is probably someone who has reached that level, right?"
Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng's expression changed drastically.
Almost instinctively, he flicked his sleeve, and an invisible sword aura instantly sealed off the void around Xiao Yan.
"Silence!"
After speaking, Li Changsheng cautiously raised his head and glanced at the vast sea of clouds, as if afraid that some indescribable being might descend upon him through cause and effect.
"Some things are not for you or me to discuss at will."
Li Changsheng lowered his voice, his tone extremely solemn.
"That realm involves the greatest cause and effect and taboos in all the heavens and myriad realms."
"As long as a thought arises in one's mind, even if there are countless eras or endless seas of boundaries, it will be sensed by the other party."
"Even just uttering those few words will trigger a backlash from the river of time, unleashing world-destroying lightning punishment!"
"You only need to know that even the mighty Immortal Kings who have swept across the ages are nothing more than ants that can be born and die in an instant before such an existence."
After saying that, Li Changsheng stopped talking, turned around and continued walking forward.
Xiao Yan stood there, the cold sweat on his back dried by the wind, but he still felt a chill run through his body.
It cannot be spoken of, nor can it be recited.
With a single thought, a world-destroying thunderbolt descended.
What a crazy and despairing world this is!
...
Meanwhile, on the Dou Qi Continent...
The Gama Empire, Utan City.
The atmosphere in the training ground behind the Xiao family's mountain was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Xiao Zhan stood on the high platform, his calloused hands gripping the stone railing tightly in front of him.
His gaze remained fixed on the light screen in the sky, watching the black-clad youth carrying the Xuan Heavy Ruler, trembling with fear on the sword-qi bridge.
"Yan'er..."
As a father, he knew his son all too well.
That once-renowned genius of Wutan City, that later fallen from grace and suffered three years of humiliation and contempt as a good-for-nothing.
Three years of ridicule, three years of cold shoulders, and even the humiliation of his fiancée coming to break off the engagement.
Xiao Zhan watched with his own eyes how his son gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger, and how he frantically pounded on the wooden stake alone in the dead of night.
He finally made it through the tough times, finally rediscovered his talent, and left the small city of Wutan to train in the Monster Mountain Range.
But now, fate has played such a cruel joke on him!
"Celestial King, Quasi-Celestial Emperor..."
As Xiao Zhan murmured the words emanating from the light screen, tears finally streamed down his weathered face.
Xiao Zhan was merely a Grand Dou Master, not even ranking high in the Jia Ma Empire.
In the past, when Xiao Yan was in danger, he could at least stand in front of him and risk his life to protect him.
But now, any realm that pops out of that world has the strength of 100,000 jin with a single arm, and the power to collapse stars with a single drop of blood pressure.
He, as a father, didn't even have the right to look up at that world.
"My Yan'er..."
Xiao Zhan's knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the hard stone slab.
His mind was filled with images of Xiao Yan struggling to move under the gravity law, and the heartache of that boy being forced to work as a pyrotechnician.
"The people there are terrifying; a single word from them can trigger a world-destroying lightning punishment."
"With Yan'er's unyielding temperament, if he suffers any injustice there, or if he angers those high and mighty Celestial Kings, how could he possibly survive!"
All the elders of the Xiao family gathered around. Those who usually liked to kick someone when they were down were now pale with fright at the terrifying scene on the screen.
They looked at their chieftain kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly, and no one dared to step forward to persuade him.
Because everyone knows that.
The one who summoned Xiao Yan this time was a top being from that world.
Faced with such an existence, let alone them, even the legendary Dou Di would probably be out of the running.
Therefore, Xiao Yan's fate on this journey is uncertain, and his life or death is entirely in the hands of that immortal master.
May our ancestors bless us...
Xiao Zhan lay on the ground, clasped his hands together, and kowtowed repeatedly toward the light screen.
"No matter what suffering Yan'er endures over there, whether she's treated like a slave or forced to serve tea and water, as long as she can stay alive..."
"As long as I can come back alive..."
Thus, a father's most humble prayer echoed for a long time in the skies above Wutan City.
...
In the depths of the inner courtyard of Canaan College in the Central Continent.
In the vast primeval forest, a petite figure stood blankly on the canopy of a towering ancient tree.
Zi Yan was wearing a slightly oversized light purple robe, and in her hand she was holding a precious medicinal herb that she had just found.
But by this time, the medicinal herb had already fallen to the ground beneath the tree.
Her once bright and intelligent eyes were now wide open.
Their gaze remained fixed on the light screen, on the bottomless abyss beneath the Primordial Celestial Court.
That was a true dragon, thousands of feet long, covered in dark gold scales, with two horns on its head and five claws on its belly!
"how so..."
Zi Yan took two steps back, lost her footing, and nearly fell from the treetop.
who is she?
She is of royal blood from the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan!
In the Dou Qi Continent, the Ancient Void Dragon is the absolute overlord of the magical beast world, standing at the very top of the food chain in this world.
Whether it's the Heavenly Phoenix or the Nine Netherworld Python, they all have to lower their proud heads before the Ancient Dragon of the Void.
That is the supreme pride engraved deep in one's blood.
But just now, across the endless light barrier of time and space, the moment that dark golden dragon poked its head out...
Zi Yan felt that the ancient dragon bloodline of the Primordial Void within her body, which she was so proud of, was trembling uncontrollably.
That wasn't reverence, but pure bloodline suppression.
It is a kind of submission and fear that comes from the depths of the soul when a lower being sees a higher being!
Even the slightest trace of dragon might emanating from that dark golden dragon made Zi Yan feel like a mudfish facing a divine dragon.
"Is that a real dragon...?"
What made her even more desperate was that such a true dragon, exuding a world-destroying aura and with unimaginably noble blood, was wearing a bronze collar around its neck.
In that place called the Primordial Celestial Court, a true dragon was only fit to be used for pulling carts and plowing fields!
"Father..."
Zi Yan squatted down, hugged her knees tightly with both hands, and buried her head in her arms.
She has been searching for her father, the legendary greatest dragon emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, Zhukun.
She firmly believed that her father was the most powerful being in the world and that he would come back to find her one day.
But now, looking at the images on the light screen, Zi Yan's faith crumbled.
If even the noble and unparalleled dragon can only be reduced to a beast pulling a cart, then what about her father?
If her father, Zhukun, went to that perfect world, to that primordial immortal court.
Are they not even qualified to pull a cart?
Is it destined to become nothing more than a dish on the dinner table of those immortal kings and giants?
"No, that's not it..."
...
And in the deepest part of Zhongzhou.
A strange place, isolated from the outside world, shrouded in gray mist year-round.
Heavenly Tomb.
This place is the burial ground of countless ancient powerful beings, and is one of the most mysterious and dangerous forbidden areas on the Dou Qi Continent.
On the third level of the Heavenly Tomb, a solitary black mountain rises abruptly from the ground.
At the summit of the mountain, a towering figure, seemingly ethereal, stood with his hands behind his back.
Xiao Xuan.
The former patriarch of the Xiao clan, and the strongest expert on the Dou Qi Continent who was closest to becoming a Dou Di.
He wore a simple blue robe and had a refined appearance, but his deep eyes revealed a calmness that came with experience.
But at this moment, that peace has been completely shattered.
Xiao Xuan tilted his head back, his gaze piercing through the gray mist of the Heavenly Tomb, staring directly at the light screen that also appeared above the Heavenly Tomb.
His hands were behind his back, but his fingers were trembling incessantly.
"Blood transport, grotto heaven, divine fire, illusory path..."
"True Immortal, Immortal King, Quasi-Immortal Emperor..."
Xiao Xuan muttered to himself, repeating the realms that Li Changsheng had mentioned. Every word that came out of his mouth sounded incredibly heavy.
His illusory body even rippled due to the intense fluctuations in his emotions.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Suddenly, Xiao Xuan also looked up and burst into laughter.
Laughter echoed in the empty third level of the Heavenly Tomb, startling the sleeping energy beings around them who trembled.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"
Xiao Xuan recalled his magnificent yet tragically ended life.
Back then, the Xiao clan faced a desperate situation.
In order to ensure the continuation of the family line, and to break through that seemingly insurmountable barrier.
Xiao Xuan, single-handedly, drained the Dou Di bloodline of all members of the Xiao clan.
He placed all his hopes and all his burdens on his own shoulders.
He gave it his all, even risking his life, to break through to the legendary Dou Di realm.
And what was the result?
He failed.
The Xiao clan has declined. Once the leader of the eight ancient clans, it has fallen to a level where it is not even as powerful as a small family in the Jia Ma Empire.
He himself was left with only a wisp of a soul, trapped in this dark and sunless tomb.
He always thought that the Dou Di was the limit of this world, the end of cultivation.
He has always felt regret and remorse for his desperate gamble back then.
But today, the young man with the sword on his back in the light screen told him...
In this vast universe of countless worlds.
The Blood-Moving Realm, capable of lifting 100,000 jin with a single arm swing, is just the beginning.
Only by igniting the divine fire could one gain a sliver of self-protection in that world.
What is the Dou Di realm that Xiao Xuan pursued with all his might and at the cost of his entire family's fate in that perfect world?
At most, he's just a lower-level cultivator who has just ignited his divine fire or barely reached the True One Realm!
"I exhausted the strength of my entire clan and sacrificed countless members, only to find that we couldn't even protect ourselves in that other world?"
Xiao Xuan lowered his head and looked at his illusory hands.
Is the faith for which he devoted his life and even the fate of his entire clan really so worthless?
Xiao Xuan closed his eyes, and two illusory tears slid down his cheeks.
Then, he opened his eyes again and his gaze fell on the boy carrying a black ruler on the light screen.
"Xiao Yan..."
This seemed to be the last hope for his Xiao clan.
"Child, you are facing an existence that even I, your ancestor, could not have imagined."
"If you can survive under that immortal lord's command..."
Xiao Xuan let out a long sigh, his voice filled with endless longing.
"The future of the Xiao clan depends entirely on your destiny."
...
The images on the light screen continued to flow.
Soon, at the end of the sword-qi bridge, a magnificent palace, exuding boundless immortal pressure, appeared in Xiao Yan's sight.
The Immortal Lord's Palace.
Chaotic energy permeated the area around the main hall.
On each of the towering jade pillars, strange creatures from all the heavens and myriad realms are carved, so lifelike that they seem ready to burst forth at any moment.
Li Changsheng, with Xiao Yan in tow, stopped in a wide plaza a hundred feet away from the main hall.
Ahead, two massive bronze gates, each a hundred feet tall, stood tightly shut.
The gate was covered with intricate Daoist runes. Just one glance made Xiao Yan feel dizzy and his Dou Qi almost burst out of his body.
"arrive."
Li Changsheng sheathed his sword energy, turned around, and said to Xiao Yan.
"You wait here while I go and inform the Immortal Lord."
(End of chapter)