Chapter 41: Heavenly Emperor Body, Sovereign of All Ages

"Three thousand Great Dao become Emperor Body… in the Pi Qiao Realm, they condense a Heavenly Emperor Body…"

The Elder Ancestor stood outside the Bronze Immortal Coffin, repeatedly muttering these words,

His expression could no longer be described as shock,

It was a near‑stupefied, worldview‑shattering bewilderment.

Heavenly Emperor Body!

What does that even mean?

It is only attainable by true masters of the Heavenly Emperor Realm,

who have refined their own Great Dao to the utmost,

and merged with the myriad Dao of heaven and earth,

then can possibly condense the supreme Dao body!

One Heavenly Emperor Body,

represents the pinnacle of the Great Dao,

possessing words that command law, a terrifying power that can suppress ten thousand ages.

He himself, back when he stood at the peak of the Heavenly Emperor Realm,

had also once tried to condense a Heavenly Emperor Body,

but in the end failed to succeed,

so he reluctantly entered the True Immortal Realm,

It must be said, that was a regret.

And now, his prized grandson, Gu Yuan, a young cultivator who has just entered the second stage, Pi Qiao Realm,

has somehow… somehow directly condensed a Heavenly Emperor Body!

Moreover, it is not an ordinary Heavenly Emperor Body!

It is formed by three thousand small worlds, three thousand different Great Dao laws,

interwoven and fused together,

the unique Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Body!

If he later attains True Immortal,

these three thousand small worlds…

what they will evolve into,

he doesn't even dare to imagine!

"Monster… no, this is no longer a monster, what the hell is this thing?"

The Elder Ancestor felt his mind buzzing, a bit unable to wrap his head around it.

He has lived this long; what scene hasn't he seen?

But today, everything he witnessed on his grandson,

has completely exceeded his cognitive limits.

He even began to doubt whether he was dreaming.

Or perhaps, whether he, in his slumber, generated some incomprehensible hallucination?

Instinctively, he reached out and pinched himself hard.

"Sss—"

A sharp pain surged.

Not a dream!

All of this is real!

"Huh…"

The Elder Ancestor exhaled a long breath of foul air, striving to calm his heart that roiled like stormy seas.

He gazed at the figure within the Immortal Coffin, still seated cross‑legged, radiant divine light shimmering, aura as deep as a prison, his eyes turning exceedingly complex.

There was shock, there was ecstasy, there was relief, but more than that,

it was a … even he could not articulate, a reverence when facing the unknown.

He knew, with his own hands, or rather,

he had only slightly lent a hand, and created a

monster that even he could not see through nor predict…

Where will this monster, his future, head?

What brilliant pinnacle can he lead the Gu Family to?

The Elder Ancestor does not know.

"Never mind, never mind."

The Elder Ancestor shook his head, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

"Descendants have their own blessings; this old bone of mine can no longer manage so much."

"As long as he remains of the Gu Family, as long as he still acknowledges me as his grandfather, that is enough."

Having realized this, the Elder Ancestor's mood brightened.

He no longer tangled over what kind of monster Gu Yuan is,

nor does he ponder his future path.

Now, he only wishes to properly appreciate the unprecedented visual feast his prized grandson has given him.

Within the Immortal Coffin.

Gu Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Is this the Pi Qiao Realm?"

He lowered his head and looked at his own hands,

feeling the three thousand aperture worlds within his body,

continuously transmitting, as if an endless great power,

making his whole being feel somewhat ethereal.

He felt that, right now, he was invincible!

A thought flickered,

the phantom of the Myriad‑Way Emperor seated above his dantian deity,

merged completely with his spirit.

In an instant, Gu Yuan's demeanor underwent an earth‑shaking transformation.

He remained that peerlessly handsome youth,

but his gaze became extraordinarily deep and majestic.

As if a supreme Emperor who commands the heavens,

stepped out of myth and descended to the mortal world.

Every move exuded an unparalleled aura of command, with myriad ways submitting to his will.

"How does it feel?"

The Old Patriarch's voice sounded beside his ear.

Gu Yuan snapped out of that invincible feeling, hurriedly gathering his mind,

stood up from the Chaotic Azure Lotus Platform and, facing the Old Patriarch outside the coffin, performed a respectful grand salute.

"Thank you, Grandfather, for protecting me!"

"Grandson feels... better than ever!"

His words were truly heartfelt.

Having three thousand worlds inside, feeling an endless surge of power, is simply exhilarating!

"Hehe, as long as it's good." The Old Patriarch smiled warmly at him, his eyes full of affection.

"Your breakthrough this time caused quite a stir; it took a full month."

"One month?"

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment.

He felt as if he had only dozed off for a moment.

It seems that in that wondrous creation state, his perception of time had become blurred.

"Now, gauge your combat power; roughly what level is it?" the Old Patriarch asked curiously.

Although he could see Gu Yuan was strong, he couldn't precisely judge how strong.

After all, such a monster that has Opening the Three Thousand Worlds within its body has never existed in ten thousand years.

"Combat power?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan closed his eyes and carefully sensed.

A thought flickered, and he mobilized the power of one aperture world inside.

Boom!

A force comparable to a full‑power strike of the Seventh Realm Lamp Burning Realm,

concentrated instantly in his palm!

And this was merely one three‑thousandth of his power!

"If only one aperture world's power is used, without employing family inheritance techniques, secret treasures, Supreme Technique, True Immortal Method, Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon and other hundred means, it would roughly match an ordinary Seventh Realm."

"If one hundred are used, within the Divine Dao Domain there should be no one who can rival it."

"If one thousand..."

Gu Yuan hesitated, speaking uncertainly,

"Perhaps, it could exchange a few moves with a Saint Dao Domain strongman?"

"Pfft—"

The Old Patriarch looked at Gu Yuan in disbelief.

Pi Qiao Realm... sparring with a saint?

Are you f***ing kidding me?!

Second Realm versus Fourteenth Realm battle?

Even though I know you're a pervert,

this is way too outlandish!

However, what shocked him even more was the Old Patriarch.

"One hundred aperture worlds, and you become invincible in the Divine Dao Domain?"

The Old Patriarch's voice sounded a bit airy.

"Then what if... three thousand aperture worlds exert power simultaneously?"

Supreme?

He dared not think further.

He feared his heart couldn't endure the stimulus.

"Three thousand?"

Gu Yuan thought for a moment, then shook his head,

"That won't do."

Upon hearing that, the Old Ancestor couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Good, good, it seems there is still a limit.

If the power of three thousand worlds could erupt simultaneously, would there be any room left for others to live?

"Why not?" the Old Ancestor pressed.

"Because... my fleshly body still can't withstand the simultaneous eruption of the power of three thousand worlds."

Gu Yuan said, somewhat troubled.

"At most... at most I can mobilize the power of a thousand worlds simultaneously; any more and my body will break."

Old Ancestor: "..."

At most... mobilize a thousand?

What does it mean to have the power of a thousand worlds erupt simultaneously?

Such power would be invincible beneath the Holy Dao, right?!

A cultivator at the Pi Qiao Realm possessing combat power comparable to a Quasi-Saint?

"A monster..."

"A pervert..."

The Old Ancestor's gaze toward Gu Yuan had completely changed.

That was not the look one gives a junior.

It was a look at something... indescribable,

walking in the mortal world... a young immortal emperor!