Chapter 303: Two Realms Interlinked

At dawn, Fang Can, sensing something in his heart, awoke early from his cultivation.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Hearing Liu Qingmeng's long hair cascading like a waterfall. She was sitting at the bedside, her clothes somewhat disheveled, staring at him with her deep blue eyes, and with one hand she pulled his body upright.

'Why is the senior in my room grabbing me, and her clothes so disheveled, as if she had rushed over without even tidying herself up at all...'

Before Fang Can could think further, Hearing Liu Qingmeng spoke and cut off his thoughts:

"The Six-Rotation mystical realm has already opened. There's no time to wash up and tidy ourselves. Set out with me right now."

'The mystical realm has opened?' Fang Can was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Where?"

"In the sky. Once you step out of the cottage, you'll be able to see it."

As Hearing Liu Qingmeng spoke, she released her grip on Fang Can's collar and walked outside.

Seeing this, Fang Can also grabbed the Purple Caltrop Sword beside him, casually slipped the mask over his face, and ran outside.

At this moment, the Rob-Sword Mountain outside the cottage was unprecedentedly bustling. Disciples were coming out one after another, staring up at the sky in a daze, as if witnessing a divine miracle.

The vault of heaven was seen to suddenly tear open a rift stretching across all the nations.

The clouds that had filled the sky were instantly torn apart by violent air currents, revealing a terrifying scene above.

Fang Can stepped out, and before he had fully left the door, he saw the entire sky shrouded by a black curtain.

'No... that's not a black curtain... it's the vacuum of space!'

Fang Can's expression stirred. He strode out of the cottage, looked up, and saw a blue planet floating directly overhead.

It was a colossal planet over ten thousand kilometers across, roughly the size of Earth.

Thanks to his excellent eyesight, Fang Can could faintly see, among the stars overhead, clear traces of man-made structures.

A majestic Great Wall stretching for tens of thousands of miles, cities covering dozens of square kilometers, and countless pavilions, towers, halls, and palace complexes.

This was a blue star that harbored living inhabitants, roughly the size of the original Earth, and its technological level should be about the same as that of the Dayan realm.

And apart from the star, Fang Can could also see countless celestial bodies twinkling with specks of starlight in the surrounding space background.

Above their heads was a real, boundless, vast universe!

According to what Hearing Liu Qingmeng had said before, reaching Six-Rotation required linking to a Fang Tian Di beyond the Dongfang Wujie.

And one had to overlay one's own aura-restriction upon it, slowly eroding and covering that universe.

Once achieved, a Six-Rotation cultivator could freely traverse the two universes, commanding and forbidding at will, altering the laws, almost like a deity.

But if a Six-Rotation cultivator died, then every ten thousand years a passage would tear open at the place of their fall, forcibly linking the two realms, and for a brief period one could walk between them.

"Stop standing there gawking. I'll take you up."

Hearing Liu Qingmeng said coldly. Her slender hand instinctively moved to interlock fingers with Fang Can, then she caught herself and merely held his wrist lightly.

The next instant, the air around them exploded with a shockwave, and the two transformed into a streak of light that shot straight up into the clouds toward the star overhead.

Feeling his body continuously rising, the scenery below steadily shrinking.

Fang Can looked out and saw enormous streams of light ascending from within Great Chu, Great Zhou, the Land of Chi, and the Buddhist Kingdom.

At this moment, the mystical realm passage covered all the nations. Everyone who looked up could see the star overhead; as long as they flew upward, they could break through the obstruction and reach the other Fang Tian Di.

Clearly, in the face of the opening of this Six-Rotation mystical realm, martial artists aspiring to higher realms surged upward like carp leaping the Dragon Gate, among them no few Three-Rotation cultivators.

'So this is Six-Rotation...'

Within the imperial palace of Dayan, several superpowered individuals who had just received compensation gifts stared at the star overhead with solemn demeanor, feeling an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.

Perhaps among the superpowered individuals there was a chance of being born martial artists capable of matching even Seven-Rotation or Eight-Rotation, but that required time to endure.

It had been less than several hundred years since the Great Collapse. Compared to the foundation of the Dongfang Wujie, it was still far too young.

As for the other players and common folk, they all wore dazed expressions, gazing at the divine miracle overhead with an urge to kneel and worship on the spot.

Meanwhile, Hearing Liu Qingmeng carried Fang Can as they shot straight up into the sky.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they felt their bodies go weightless; they had completely left the Dongfang Wujie and entered the vacuum of space overhead.

With no more air to impede them, their speed increased another notch, and before long they saw the grand, magnificent palace before the slowly rotating blue planet.

The palace was built entirely of flawless, pure white spirit jade, its surface flowing with a gentle, moonlit luster, as if carved from a single block of celestial cold jade.

The towering main hall stood over a hundred zhang tall, shaped like an inverted nine-tiered pagoda. Every layer's flying eaves was traced with drifting-cloud motifs, emanating ripples of spiritual resonance in the soundless vacuum.

Moreover, the entire palace was anchored to the rotational trajectory of the star below, with jade steps extending from the hall's doors into the void.

Looking at the wide-open hall, it was as if it were inviting outsiders inside, lending an inexplicable sense of eeriness in the depths of space.

Fang Can, led by Hearing Liu Qingmeng, descended toward the hall before the doors.

The instant his feet touched the ground, Hearing Liu Qingmeng's brows suddenly knit tightly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Can hurriedly asked.

At the same time, the Four-Rotation cultivators who had entered the mystical realm one after another also landed on the platform.

A big, full-bearded man, after landing, wore an extremely ugly expression and said:

"What the hell is going on? My power has dropped by almost a tenth, and what kind of crappy place is this mystical realm? It's actually floating in midair—"

"We have already entered the Six-Rotation mystical realm. For a Six-Rotation cultivator, the rules of the entire Fang Tian Di can be altered and suppressed; any change that occurs would not be excessive."

An old man draped in a black robe said in a slow, measured tone:

"A Six-Rotation-level Heart-Phase is already part of the rules. Right now we're only at the outer perimeter; the deeper we go, the more profound the influence."

"However... this also has its benefits." The old man walked to the other end, glanced at the star below, and said:

"I was originally worried that the Six-Rotation cultivator's remnants inside the mystical realm might have been collected early by the natives."

"But judging from how our hands and feet are tied the moment we enter the mystical realm, the natives below have probably been suppressed by the Six-Rotation restrictions to the point where they're not even as strong as the Mortal-Shedding realm."

While the old man was speaking, a youth also descended in a flash of light. After sweeping his gaze around the surroundings, he glanced at his arm and said: "Even my lifespan has been suppressed. I've lost at least a hundred years of lifespan."

At these words, everyone's expression in the scene changed at once. Most Four-Rotation cultivators only had a lifespan of around a thousand years—how could they lose a hundred years the moment they landed?

For a moment, several martial artists who had just been about to land all halted their steps at once, hovering outside the jade platform, looking down at everything below in hesitation.

At the same time, the old man also floated up with a most unlucky look on his face, preparing to first put some distance between himself and the place.

"No need to worry." The youth, sensing the flow of time, explained, "This is merely the suppression of the Heart-Image Rule. Once you leave here, your lifespan will immediately recover."

"Moreover, lifespan does not simply vanish; it is converted into cultivation efficiency. The more your lifespan is suppressed, the faster your cultivation efficiency becomes."

(End of this chapter)