Chapter 259: Home, the Forty Great States Merge into the Divine Island!

Ancient Celestial Realm, Gu Family Divine Island.

At the moment the system portal closed at the Zhongzhou Altar, the true golden gate ripped open on the back mountain of the Gu Family Divine Island.

Gu Cangsheng was the first to step out.

The old man's straw sandals struck the stone path of the Divine Island, producing a crisp "Pat" sound.

He looked up at the sky.

The Heavenly Dome of the Ancient Celestial Realm was so clean it was completely unobstructed.

There were no Immortal King pursuits, no Purple‑Black Thunder Pool of the Thunder Emperor, no headache‑inducing storm of the Wind Empress.

"Home at last."

The old man slipped a walnut into his pocket, turned, and shouted toward the gate, "What are you all dawdling for? Hurry up!"

Gu Lin Tian, having merged body and Dao in his third life, still looked a bit pale, but walked out with steady steps.

Close behind were Gu Xue Dao, Gu Lin Jiang, Gu Xuan Ce, Gu Zhan… one after another, the Gu Family's direct‑line True Immortals and Supreme Fish emerged in succession.

Then came the Cultivation Masters who had submitted from Sanqian Zhou.

Old Ancestor Yun Shan was helped out by others.

The aftershock of the cross‑realm transmission left the million‑year‑old elder with a ghastly pallor, both legs trembling; after two steps he nearly fell, but a Yun clan elder behind him reacted swiftly and steadied him.

Hai Wuyia was steady, and the first thing he did upon emerging was not to admire the scenery but to squat and feel the soil beneath his feet.

When his finger brushed a tuft of spirit grass squeezed out of a stone slab joint, his whole body froze.

"This grass…"

Hai Wuyia had lived a million years; he had cultivated countless spirit grasses, numbering in the tens of millions.

Yet he had never seen a roadside weed whose internal spirit‑qi concentration could surpass even his Bibo Pavilion‑grade spirit medicine.

He jerked his head up and took a deep breath.

Spirit qi!

Spirit qi poured in from all directions, rushing into his pores.

The bottleneck of his Cultivation Master realm snapped with a crisp "crack" in that breath.

"My heavens…" Hai Wuyia's voice trembled.

The humanoid formed by the Old Dragon Lord strode out of the gate, its dragon whiskers bursting apart.

"Spirit qi! Its concentration is at least a hundred times that of Sanqian Zhou! No, five hundred times! No—"

Before he could finish, a muffled boom sounded from his back as golden dragon scales erupted from under his skin, then receded.

It was his bloodline, driven by spirit qi, attempting to shed itself.

"Is this the Celestial Realm?"

The Old Dragon Lord's voice was deafening.

Old Ancestor Han Yuan was startled by that roar, about to curse, but his words stuck in his throat; his ice‑based Dao foundation, upon contacting the laws of the Ancient Celestial Realm, began to operate on its own.

No, not operating.

It is shedding.

The ice‑path principles honed over millions of years of arduous cultivation in Ice State began to self‑evolve before the complete Heavenly Dao system of the Ancient Celestial Realm.

Han Yuan's pupils dilated to their maximum.

He saw it.

The threshold above the Cultivation Master, the Supreme Realm threshold he had begged for millions of years without attaining!

Guided by the Heavenly Dao laws of the Ancient Celestial Realm, it materialized clearly before him.

So that's how it is.

So the path is like this!

Sanqian Zhou's Heavenly Dao is incomplete; the Great Dao is partial, and reaching the Cultivation Master realm is the limit.

It's not that their talent is insufficient; the ceiling is too low.

Now the heavens have changed.

With a thud.

Han Yuan knelt.

He knelt to the Gu Family, and also to the heavens.

He knelt to this sky where the complete Great Dao runs smoothly, showing him the way ahead.

The Old Dragon Lord was stunned for a moment, then knelt as well.

The Nine‑tailed Celestial Fox thumped and knelt.

Hai Wuyia hesitated for a heartbeat, then his knees softened and he knelt too.

Old Ancestor Yun Shan, already unsteady, simply fell flat.

More than forty great states' Cultivation Masters, elders, and disciples emerged from the gate, each kneeling in turn.

No one spoke.

No words were needed.

The spirit qi and Great Dao flowing under this sky had already spoken everything for the Gu Family.

—You previously cultivated in Sanqian Zhou, as if searching for a door in a dark room with your eyes covered.

—Now, the light is on.

……

……

But what truly set the Ancient Celestial Realm ablaze wasn't the knees of these Cultivation Masters, but the moment the forty great states merged into the Ancient Celestial Realm's map.

In that instant of closure, the Heavenly Dao rules of the Ancient Celestial Realm briefly stalled.

Immediately after, an extremely violent spatial compression swept across billions of miles of territory.

Even when the mass of forty great continents was compressed by a formation into a sphere of light, the matter and primal essence it contained remained so massive as to be incalculable.

The map of the Ancient Celestial Realm is expanding outward.

Above the Gu Family's divine island, the anomaly manifested as a near‑viscous solidification.

Those light spheres fell one after another into the Void Sea delineated by the Gu Family, and the outer layer of the law seal faded.

Mountains, rivers, spirit veins, cities, and even countless living beings, together with the unique earthen aura of Sanqian Zhou, were fully embedded into the ley lines of the Ancient Celestial Realm.

Spiritual Qi—gone mad.

It is not a simple increase in concentration.

It is a qualitative change born from the fusion of the primal essences of two great worlds.

The incorruptible material that originally existed only in ancient secret realms.

Now it transforms into a sky‑filled cascade of golden raindrops, pouring abundantly onto the Gu Family's domain and the surrounding endless territories.

Those itinerant cultivators who had long lingered on the fringe of the Gu Family's sphere, hoping to scavenge scraps, were greeted with the strangest day of their cultivation lives.

An old itinerant cultivator whose lifespan was about to end, stuck in the Saint Realm for thirty thousand years.

He sat cross‑legged on a withered hill, awaiting death, when a golden raindrop struck his bald head.

He hadn't even had time to activate his technique. His withered meridians were forcibly expanded, depleted Qi and blood surged upward, black hair sprouted on his crown, and a crisp sound of shackles breaking echoed from within his body.

Supreme Realm.

And it broke through without any sign.

This is not an isolated case.

In the thirty‑million‑li area near the Gu Family's domain, vortexes of breakthrough spiritual Qi lit up one after another, dense and lively like swarms of fireflies on a summer night.

Even the outskirts behaved so, while the direct‑line descendants on the Gu Family's main island experienced a well‑spring‑like leap.

On the Gu Family's rear mountain, at the Seclusion Cliff, the elders who had been queuing due to incorruptible material quota issues now simply opened themselves to absorb it.

The dense incorruptible material piled into a golden haze.

Gu Xue Dao lifted the blood‑colored long sword, stood in the heart of the haze, and exhaled a long breath of turbid Qi.

The nascent True Immortal Dao fruit in his body, newly solidified, softened its sharp edges under the irrigation of incorruptible material, and its aura steadily advanced toward the mid‑stage of True Immortal.

Gu Zhangfeng and Gu Yunlan, the two newly‑minted Supremes, experienced a sudden surge in cultivation, nearly reaching the threshold of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

The entire Gu Family fell into an unrestrained revelry of cultivation.

Later, Gu Lin Tian had someone tally the numbers; among the Gu Family's direct lineage alone, fifteen people broke through on the spot, and those individuals… were all at the 17th Realm.

In other words,

In a single day, the Gu Family added fifteen more Supreme Realm cultivators!

Those Gu Family descendants who had been queuing for cultivation due to insufficient incorruptible material quota no longer needed to wait.

Incorruptible material surged outward from the ley lines of the forty great continents, like a spring whose mouth had been dug open, impossible to block.

……

Gu Lin Tian stood at the main hall's doorway, gazing at the sky full of afterglow, silent for a long while.

Gu Yuan also returned.

Because he had just taken a swing at Li Hentian, his mood was excellent at this moment.

"Father, why are you spacing out?"

"I'm doing the accounts."

Gu Lin Tian's voice was a bit hoarse, "The incorruptible material reserves of the forty great continents, plus the existing stock, hmm, that's already exhausted. I previously said it wasn't enough for even a few generations of True Immortals to absorb, but now…"

He turned his head to look at Gu Yuan.

"We're literally forging a hundred True Immortals… I'm afraid that's enough!"

Gu Yuan hummed and took a sip of tea.

"Then don't hold back…"