Chapter 127: Riding the Dragon with Ten Thousand Chariots, Ascending Amidst Rosy Light

"Hiss, hiss..."

Within the Realm of Heaven, inside a deeply hidden underground lair, a pitch-black demonic insect, no larger than a grain of rice and crouched upon the ground, emitted a hissing sound.

"Mother... did we lose?"

"Why?"

The Spiritual Sense of the Qi-Devouring Insect King surged violently; communicating with the Fate imposed upon itself, it seemed to sense the despair emanating from this world.

Yet it could not understand.

Admittedly, that strand of Tribulation Fire was powerful, extremely powerful, but the Qi-Devouring Insect King believed that an attack of such magnitude could absolutely not be launched consecutively by the opponent.

Therefore, there was no need to fear at all; as long as this world, its mother, continued to support and nourish it, allowing it to keep growing, then given time, even if it faced that terrifying Tribulation Fire again, it was confident it could devour it completely. That was right; it had not lost by far.

"Hiss, hiss!"

The next second, urged by the Insect King's will, the once deathly silent swarm of Qi-Devouring Insects moved once more, flying toward the direction of the Holy Sect disciples.

He wanted to continue launching an attack!

However, through the vision of its kin, the Insect King discovered that those people were no longer resisting; instead, they were gazing at it with looks of mockery.

Why?

Before this doubt could fade from the Qi-Devouring Insect King's heart, it discovered that it and its swarm, all the Qi-Devouring Insect offspring, had lost contact.

It took only an instant.

As if struck by some heavenly punishment, without reason or warning, one second the Qi-Devouring Insects were still roaring, and the next they lost their lives and collapsed to the ground.

Only at this moment did the Qi-Devouring Insect King truly comprehend what the despair transmitted by its mother actually was, and through the "Fate" imposed upon itself, its consciousness soared infinitely high, finally transcending this world to see the true scenery beyond it.

In an instant, its consciousness nearly stagnated.

It saw its mother, the Realm of Heaven it had thought possessed infinite might, easily pinched within the palm of an indescribable giant.

"An interesting exotic species."

True Person Qingcheng Qingcheng Feixue looked at the small insect in her palm and smiled softly:

"Let us keep it."

The next second, overwhelmed by an indescribable shock, fear, and reverence akin to a frog at the bottom of a well finally seeing the sky, its consciousness plunged into darkness.

At the same time, heavy rain began to fall within the Realm of Heaven.

The raindrops fell drip by drip.

For the Qi-Devouring Insects, this rain was a deadly poison; any that were touched by it were instantly shaken into powder, losing their form forever.

However, for the victorious Holy Sect disciples, this downpour was like timely rain after a long drought; the water was filled with massive vitality, boosting their magic power and regenerating their severed limbs. As long as they still drew breath, they all rapidly recovered to their peak under the influence of this great rain!

Yet beyond this, what excited them even more was the change in heaven and earth.

"It has begun!"

Chong Ming performed a carp leap, shaking off Xu Xin while revealing an expression of excitement: "Heaven and earth are shifting; this Realm of Heaven is being integrated by the True Person into the heavens and earth!"

This was the final step of the Battle for the Dao!

The victorious True Person would claim the Realm of Heaven that served as the battlefield, incorporating it into the sphere of influence of their own Fruit Position, and then anchor it to other regions.

In this way, the influence of the True Person's Fruit Position would expand outward.

During this process, heaven and earth would suffer a certain degree of impact, causing the previously unattainable "Foundation Establishment Realm" to waver slightly.

This moment was the best opportunity to elevate one's status.

Just like climbing a mountain: normally, ascending requires scaling dangerous peaks, which is extremely difficult, but at this moment, one could take a cable car, directly bypassing countless obstacles!

Therefore, the Holy Sect's true disciples, as long as they aspired to reach Foundation Establishment, would head to the Battle for the Dao battlefield, gambling their lives to forge a heavenly thoroughfare, because as long as one survived, even without cultivating great divine abilities, possessing rare Foundation Establishment treasures, or having Third Grade true qi, there was still hope to establish one's foundation!

Thus, at this moment, all Holy Sect disciples were closing their eyes to cultivate.

However, even true disciples like Qin Tianhe were still far from Foundation Establishment, with their highest chance of success being less than fifty percent, making it impossible to directly assault the realm.

Therefore, they were merely doing their utmost to elevate their status, preparing for the actual Foundation Establishment.

Yet just then—

"Hmm?"

"Someone... who?"

"In that direction."

As if by unspoken agreement, all Holy Sect true disciples possessing a status lifted their heads, as if sensing something in their hearts, looking upward.

They were not looking at the celestial dome, but at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

They watched as, before that region hidden in the Great Void, concealed in obscurity, and unattainable for Qi Refining cultivators, a tall and straight back suddenly appeared.

Having won the Battle for the Dao, his final flaw had now been completely mended.

At this moment, assaulting Foundation Establishment, his chance of success was one hundred percent!

"In the blink of an eye, it has been eight lifetimes..."

Lu Yang's expression was filled with emotion; eight lifetimes of cultivation, from the rash youth he once was to the Holy Sect true disciple he was now, it had taken him eight lives to finally achieve modest success.

Thinking back to the past, in order to reach the Foundation Establishment Realm, he had truly racked his brains, employing every conceivable method, yet now, he hadn't even needed to climb; simply manifesting his soul, he stood naturally at the threshold of Foundation Establishment by virtue of his status, able to step inside with a single stride.

Yet it was this final step before crossing the threshold that plunged Lu Yang into deep thought.

Once this step was taken, there would be no turning back.

Foundation Establishment admits no regrets; he had refined true qi using the "Nine Transformations Dragon Transformation Art," and would establish his foundation using the "Ten Thousand Chariots Dragon-Riding Ascension Treasure Scroll"; thereafter, there would be no path of return.

Foundation Establishment, Foundation Establishment—what is established is the Dao Foundation.

Once the Dao Foundation is set, one's future path becomes limited and cannot be changed at will; furthermore, many karmic ties related to it would inevitably come seeking him.

At that time, a single slight mistake could result in the scattering of his soul and the extinction of his spirit.

Did he have the ability to deal with it?

Especially since the "Ten Thousand Chariots Dragon-Riding Ascension Treasure Scroll" was deeply connected to the Jiangxi Pure Land, possessing profound karmic fate; even if Arhat Fu Long was resolved, there might still be hidden tribulations.

At this moment, Lu Yang hesitated as never before.

That was, until he saw the 【Book of Hundred Lives】 beside him.

"No, I have a cheat!"

Even if there were truly ten thousand difficulties and a thousand dangers on the path, for others, one wrong step would mean eternal damnation, but for him, it would merely mean starting over from the beginning!

Thinking of this, Lu Yang immediately felt his mind clear, free of any further hesitation.

He took a step forward!

Boom!

Seeing Lu Yang step into the Foundation Establishment Realm, he shook his body, and with a tremendous roar, a golden auspicious cloud, towering as a mountain, rose majestically with him at its center!

This auspicious cloud was vast and boundless; as the cloud qi surged, it continuously evolved images of flowers, birds, fish, and insects, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, even the sun, moon, and stars, the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth. Yet when this cloud lifted Lu Yang's soul, it resembled a magnificent carriage, exuding ultimate luxury and dignity.

"Roar—!"

With a dragon's cry, the image of a true dragon emerged within the auspicious cloud; with five claws and a ruler-wood horn, it supported the cloud, soaring amidst rosy light, guarding Lu Yang's soul and protecting his heart.

Compared to the hardships of the past, this breakthrough was simply a matter of course.

The next second, Lu Yang's figure had already retreated back into the present world; a single auspicious cloud hovered above his head, breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth—this was the manifestation of his Dao Foundation.

"Patter, patter..."

The light rain drizzled; Lu Yang stood quietly in place, his already handsome features becoming even more refined and jade-like in this moment, revealing a hint of dignity in his glance.

Behind his head, the auspicious clouds churned, a true dragon coiling within them, rippling out rings of seven-colored halos. This was not something he deliberately manifested with magic power, but a natural phenomenon generated by heaven and earth itself, as if even this world rejoiced in his breakthrough, resonating with him in brilliant harmony!

At the same time, in Jiangxi, within the Shenle Pure Land.

As Lu Yang established his foundation, a trace of golden light seemed to suddenly flash within the Pure Land, poised to emerge, yet it flickered for an instant before instantly returning to nothingness.

At Yushujiange, atop the Extreme Sky Cliff.

A handsome youth wearing a Daoist robe, with a sword resting across his knees, suddenly lifted his head, his face showing surprise: "Ten Thousand Chariots Dragon-Riding, ascending amidst rosy light, yet he is not a Shi cultivator?"

The youth counted on his fingers, then smiled with great interest:

"That Fruit Position has been treasured within the Pure Land for many years, yet no one has been able to prove it. Now, the one most likely to achieve it, the one with an innately perfect Foundation, is actually not a Shi cultivator."

"This is indeed interesting!"

(End of Chapter)