Chapter 1042

"Did I do something wrong?"

Seeing Luo Xiangling couldn't help but ask herself, feeling very lost.

She had no experience with love; Jun Xiaoyao was the first man to knock on the door of her heart.

And now, Seeing Luo Xiangling actually felt a tiny bit of fear.

She feared that things between her and Jun Xiaoyao would truly end like this, turning them into strangers.

If that were to happen, Seeing Luo Xiangling couldn't imagine her own emotional state at that time.

She would probably truly die inside.

Just as Seeing Luo Xiangling was feeling restless.

Jun Xiaoyao was staying peacefully within his own training grounds.

With his monstrous talent, while it was impossible to comprehend the Soul Book too quickly, it certainly wouldn't be slow either.

In the blink of an eye, another few months passed.

Following Jun Xiaoyao's closed-door cultivation, it seemed the entire ten states of the Foreign Realm fell into a brief silence.

It was just that Jun Xiaoyao's various deeds still circulated throughout the ten states, making countless people talk about them with relish.

Jun Xiaoyao had also become the faith of many men and the object of worship for many women.

Over on Tuoba Yu's side, the proselytizing was proceeding very smoothly.

With Jun Xiaoyao's endorsement, there were almost no more blind fools obstructing them.

Plus, Tuoba Yu was also very smart; he wouldn't go to those large Royal Clans or Quasi-Emperor Clans to proselytize.

He only went to those Slave Clans and Vassal Clans.

Therefore, the believers of the God of Fate and Creation were growing exponentially every day.

There were too many living beings in the Foreign Realm's Slave Clans and Vassal Clans, like ants.

This was a group that was easily overlooked, yet extremely vast in number.

According to Tuoba Yu's calculations.

Up until now, the devout believers of the God of Fate and Creation had already exceeded one hundred million.

And the living beings who had cultivated the Dao Heart Planting Demon Art were also about to reach the ten-million level.

In addition, there were the Blood Spirit Wang Zu, Green Ghost Wang Zu, Blade-Arm Asura Clan, and other Royal Clans that had been subdued by Jun Xiaoyao during the previous great battle.

Now, they were also believing in the God of Fate and Creation.

Plus forces like the Ice Spirit Wang Zu.

The faith had already begun to spread among those Royal Clans at the bottom of the rankings.

Jun Xiaoyao could feel that every day within his inner universe, the power of faith was surging exponentially.

It had even gathered into a vast sea of faith!

The golden, radiant sea of faith surged in the void of his inner universe, whipping up monstrous waves.

It could be said that if this sea of faith were seen by immortal great sects like the Gulan Sacred Sect or the Western Heaven Sect, they would definitely be green with envy.

After all, the power of faith was the cornerstone upon which these immortal great sects relied for survival.

In the very center of the sea of faith was the Seed of Faith.

The current Seed of Faith was already like a sun, emitting brilliant and dazzling light.

However, Jun Xiaoyao had no time to attend to this.

Because he was currently using the Soul Book to break through the bottleneck of the Three Lives Immortal Scripture, intending to condense his Future Primordial Spirit.

In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, there were three Great Dao flowers, representing the past, present, and future, respectively.

And sitting cross-legged on the Past Flower and the Present Flower were two lifelike little figures, like miniature versions of Jun Xiaoyao.

They were exactly the Past Primordial Spirit and the Present Primordial Spirit.

And the Three Lives Primordial Spirit was still missing the Future Primordial Spirit.

This was also the most difficult Primordial Spirit to condense.

Even with Jun Xiaoyao's monstrous talent, before obtaining a great opportunity like the Soul Book, it would have been extremely difficult to condense it.

But now, with the Soul Book, Jun Xiaoyao was prepared to break through in one go.

Boom—!

Jun Xiaoyao's mind felt as if it were about to open up a world.

A massive amount of Primordial Spirit power surged like a tide.

And Primordial Spirit levels were divided into Ordinary Grade, Peerless Grade, Extraordinary Grade, Immeasurable Grade, Ganges Sand Grade, Empty Tribulation Grade, Immortal Grade, and Liberation Grade.

Jun Xiaoyao's original Primordial Spirit level was already at the Immeasurable Grade.

Even among Supremes, it was already an extremely high level.

Now, his Primordial Spirit power was surging.

In the end, his soul sea was about to boil, and the light of his Primordial Spirit shone like a great sun.

Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit level had already reached the Great Perfection of the Immeasurable Grade.

This was already the absolute limit he could cultivate to in this Supreme Realm.

Further up was the Ganges Sand Grade.

With a single thought, the Primordial Spirit is vast, like the number of sands in the Ganges.

Originally, compared to the physical body, the Primordial Spirit was considered relatively fragile.

But if one reached the Ganges Sand Grade, it would be extremely difficult to completely destroy the Primordial Spirit.

With a single thought, the Primordial Spirit disperses like the sands of the Ganges; it is not easy to wipe it out completely.

But as long as a tiny bit of the Primordial Spirit remains, it can recover.

It can be said that such a Ganges Sand Grade Primordial Spirit cannot be found among the seven Supreme realms.

"No matter, when my cultivation base rises in the future and I break through to the Ganges Sand Grade, it will happen naturally. What is most important right now is the Future Primordial Spirit."

Jun Xiaoyao held his breath and focused.

He began to use the power of his Great Perfection Immeasurable Grade Primordial Spirit to condense the Future Primordial Spirit.

In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, scenes of lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, and flames burning, appeared.

This was extremely terrifying.

One must know that the Primordial Spirit is also called the Yin Spirit, belonging to the Yin nature.

What it fears most is thunder, fire, and other extremely rigid and Yang powers.

Yet now, in Jun Xiaoyao's mind, scenes of lightning flashing and a sea of fire overturning appeared.

For the Primordial Spirit, this was simply a fatal blow.

Jun Xiaoyao's Past Primordial Spirit and Present Primordial Spirit bloomed with brilliant radiance, like two young gods sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures.

The Three Lives Primordial Spirit was pushed to the extreme by Jun Xiaoyao.

This kind of tribulation would be almost certainly fatal for other geniuses of the same generation.

The Primordial Spirit would simply be unable to survive this kind of great thunder and fire tribulation.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, this was a form of tempering.

A hundred refinements make steel, allowing his Primordial Spirit to completely transform.

Gradually...

On that Future Flower, misty fog began to flow.

A point of light began to gestate and shine within it.

That was the light belonging to the Future Primordial Spirit.

Jun Xiaoyao held his breath even more, his attention focused on that point of future light.

Suddenly, it was as if he saw some fragmented scenes through that point of future light.

In those fragmented scenes.

The sky was no longer the sky.

The earth was no longer the earth.

Everything was shattered.

Endless living beings fell, and the blood rivers formed flowed through the universe.

There were countless white bones, and corpses floated everywhere.

Jun Xiaoyao also saw that some of the Immortal Realm's land had been shattered, split into many small pieces.

Even, there were huge corpses drifting in the universe, emitting the lingering power of someone close to an Emperor.

Those were Quasi-Emperor corpses!

Catching a glimpse of this corner of the scene, even someone as calm as Jun Xiaoyao was slightly startled.

The Immortal Realm's land shattered!

Quasi-Emperor corpses drifting in the universe!

Hundreds of millions of living beings bleeding!

That was a scene of the apocalypse!

"What is this situation?"

These fragmented scenes exceeded Jun Xiaoyao's expectations.

"Could it be the war between the two realms, and the Foreign Realm broke through the border?"

Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

The condensation of the Future Primordial Spirit actually allowed him to catch a glimpse of a corner of the future!

"No, that's not right..."

Jun Xiaoyao always felt something was wrong.

That kind of disaster and turmoil didn't seem like a Foreign Realm invasion.

Just at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly steadied his mind.

Because in a corner of the future fragment, he saw a familiar beautiful figure.

A beauty in white stained with blood, smiling!

Jiang Shengyi!

Jiang Shengyi's eyes were sorrowful, carrying infinite attachment as she looked this way.

It was as if she were looking at him across the space-time of the present and the future.

"Xiaoyao, if it is for your sake, I am willing."

"Let me be foolish just this once..."

Jiang Shengyi said, a jade hand pressed against her own chest.

Her figure turned into dots of light rain, as if she had feathered and ascended.

A vigorously beating heart, entwined with endless immortal radiance, was personally taken out by Jiang Shengyi.

Every beat of the heart shook countless Great Dao rules of the universe.

The Twelve-Orifice Immortal Heart!