Chapter 223: Myriad Realms: In Shrouding the Heavens, Refining Treasures to Become Emperor Chapter 223: Hongmeng Realm, One Lifetime'

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

After everything returned to calm, Ye Fan came to visit.

The two sat on the ground.

Seeing Jiang Xuan again, Ye Fan increasingly felt Jiang Xuan's aura was like a primordial giant beast, and he asked, "Jiang Xuan, I feel your combat power has already far surpassed the ordinary Heavenly Emperor level, only I don't know to what astonishing realm you have climbed?"

Jiang Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he slowly said, "I have probably stepped onto an alternative Red Dust Immortal path."

Ye Fan's brows slightly furrowed, his eyes full of confusion: "Alternative Red Dust Immortal path?"

"My current state is rather unique; it is not necessarily required to undergo nine lives of reversal cultivation in this vast red dust to achieve an Immortal Position. If I can successfully transform nine times like this time, I also have a chance to directly prove the Dao and become an Immortal. Of course, even without researching longevity methods, just continuously achieving transformation in this initial lifetime to become an Immortal, although theoretically possible, in actual operation is practically a pipe dream."

Jiang Xuan then said, "The difficulty of this unique path to immortality is hard to measure exactly, but the time required compared to the orthodox cultivation path of reversing the world nine times in the red dust will necessarily be greatly reduced. The Great Emperor's Path I walk is more like using peerless combat power to force open the Immortal Gate; every time I undergo a transformation, my combat power surges violently like a volcano erupting."

"War Immortal?" Ye Fan's eyes flickered, some guesses forming.

Jiang Xuan shook his head slightly, adding, "Actually no; the War Immortal's cultivation path is too fierce and violent. Even if heaven and earth had no numerous restrictions, with my own conditions, it would be difficult to accumulate a deep enough foundation to directly transform into a War Immortal. Although the current me does not need to painstakingly research longevity methods in every lifetime, my every transformation also does not come from nothing; it similarly requires constantly accumulating foundation to successfully ignite the Dao Fire."

Ye Fan continued to ask: "Each time you transform, does your lifespan increase?"

Jiang Xuan nodded slightly, replying, "Each time I transform, roughly speaking, it is like a cultivator on the Red Dust Immortal path opening a new lifetime, so in terms of lifespan, there is no need for excessive worry."

Ye Fan's gaze flashed, as if he had some realization: "Put that way, Jiang Xuan, isn't your cultivation path like a fusion of War Immortal and Red Dust Immortal?"

War Immortal, putting aside heaven and earth's environmental restrictions, just discussing one's own conditions, with limited time, wanting to accumulate combat power sufficient to transform into a War Immortal — how easy is that?

After all, to have more powerful combat power, one must research longevity methods, to seek to live into the next lifetime; but in this process, one unknowingly has already stepped onto the Red Dust Immortal's road, so where is there any talk of transforming into a War Immortal?

If we compare Jiang Xuan's one transformation with a Red Dust Immortal's one lifetime, a Red Dust Immortal wanting to live into the next lifetime must first research a method to continue life, then continuously accumulate in the new lifetime, then again explore methods to continue life.

In this kind of cyclical repetitive process, strength naturally gradually increases step by step; this is first seeking survival, then planning combat power growth.

And Jiang Xuan's transformation method fuses Divine Treasure Dao Principles, causing his own strength to greatly increase, relying on this powerful force to forcefully break through Life Shackles, stepping into the next lifetime, then continuing to accumulate and precipitate, then fusing Divine Treasure Divine Ability Dao Principles to open the next round of transformation; this pattern is more like first increasing combat power, then solving the survival matter."

A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Xuan's mouth, and he acknowledged, "Ye Fan, your analysis like this also has some reason."

There is one point Jiang Xuan did not say: he had almost reached the limit of his current state; countless Dao accumulations had been exchanged for a level equivalent to five lifetimes of transformation.

Wanting to fuse Divine Treasure Dao Principles again is almost impossible; if there is no deeper enlightenment, even if another thousand years pass, even if another ten thousand years pass, Jiang Xuan's strength will not have a very large breakthrough.

His methods, his Dao, all accumulations have already been entirely exchanged for his current realm.

Ye Fan took his leave.

Jiang Xuan's breakthrough brought him countless insights; he needed to enter closed-door cultivation to precipitate.

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Inside the Sea of Consciousness, the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror shone brilliantly, shaking the four directions. A golden Light Orb trembled, curled up in a corner of the Sea of Consciousness.

"Myriad Worlds Fame System!"

"Hongmeng Treasure Mirror, Suppress!" As Jiang Xuan's cultivation level grew deeper day by day, he gradually could actively use the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror's power.

However this Treasure Mirror has no attack or defense ability; the only function it can actively use is suppressing itself.

"I want to see what this system actually is!"

Until this moment, Jiang Xuan only had some understanding of the system.

The most powerful existence in the system, none other than the System Lord in the deepest part of the Chaos Sea; it stands above all fate and time-space, and with its supernatural power, it has cast countless systems into the Myriad Realms.

Just take low-level systems for example, like the Godly Rich System, the Great Celebrity System; these are mass-produced products on an assembly line, randomly scattered into the Myriad Realms.

Whether they can successfully operate depends entirely on luck; in an instant, tens of thousands of low-level systems are scrapped, and tens of thousands of low-level systems are born; they are as cheap as three-yuan-a-bottle cola soda.

Next up are intermediate systems; this type of system has already successfully bound Fate Sons, Era Protagonists; through strong-strong alliance, they can dominate a world, even an entire universe, and are the backbone of the System Clan.

The Myriad Worlds Fame System Jiang Xuan absorbed is one of them; besides that, there are also the Supreme System, the Enlightenment to Become Buddha System, the Cosmic Supreme System, and so on.

And high-level systems, like the Check-in System, the Devouring System, the Ten Thousandfold Feedback System, etc., even in the System World are extremely powerful existences.

They are unreasonable, operating without any logic; the hosts bound by them either force the native protagonist into a desperate situation, or are destroyed by the Otherworldly Heavenly Dao; this type of system often goes to extremes.

The Fame System's help to Jiang Xuan is becoming smaller and smaller; the rewards given are even inferior to what Jiang Xuan gains from his own cultivation.

More importantly, through the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror, Jiang Xuan discovered that system rewards are not given for no reason.

Where there is gain, in the future there must be loss.

When one should cut but does not cut, one instead suffers from its chaos!

Above all systems, there exists a supremely exalted System Lord.

All of Fate's gifts have secretly been marked with a price!

Qi Luck? Karma? Or something else?

"My Dao does not rely on external objects, let alone a possible uncertain factor; become the resources for my advancement!"

Blazing flames burned around Jiang Xuan's body, continuing for a full hundred years...

Years flowed by; Jiang Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Xuan looked at his own World Domain; this was his greatest harvest from this closed-door cultivation.

The system ceased to exist, transforming into a World Domain.

"Let's call it the Hongmeng Realm!"

This before my eyes is the Hongmeng Realm's initial state, unique and extraordinary.

Qing Di, inside the Huang Tower, went all out evolving a small world, aspiring to open up a small Xian Yu; but this road was covered in thorns, hardships heavy, and in the end actually resulted in an ending of unknown life or death, causing endless sighs.

In contrast, the growth path of Jiang Xuan's Hongmeng Realm, comparatively speaking, lacked many of the bumpy hardships like Qing Di's.

In this Hongmeng Realm, there are its own Operation Laws; that is the Division of Lords of Soldiers. When Lords of Soldiers are stationed within, the World Domain will protect and bless them with its majestic power, and the Lords of Soldiers will also feed back their own Dao and methods into the World Domain, like a never-ending cyclical feast.

If a powerhouse willingly steps into Jiang Xuan's Hongmeng Realm and accepts its enfeoffment, then the unique Dao and methods that powerhouse upholds will, like spring rain moistening things, silently transform into nutrients for the Hongmeng Realm's thriving growth.

The development of the Hongmeng Realm is closely tied to Jiang Xuan's own realm and cultivation level, like the interdependence of root and leaf.

The Hongmeng Realm's feedback to the Lord of Soldiers is also rich; in terms of lifespan alone, it would be significantly extended, undoubtedly a wondrous creation that inspires awe.

However, this seemingly heaven-defying Hongmeng Law is not flawless. Given Jiang Xuan's current vision and realm, even with his peerless gift and extraordinary comprehension, he finds it difficult to create a flawless Hongmeng Law that divides Lords of Soldiers without restraint.

For now, the stable existence of the Hongmeng Realm still relies on the suppressive power of the Hongmeng Treasure Mirror. The Hongmeng Treasure Mirror not only delays the decline of the Lords of Soldiers' lifespans through its mysterious power, but has also become the key pillar maintaining the stable structure of the Hongmeng Realm.

"This Hongmeng Realm can serve as the foundation for my ascension to immortality, but it is not yet perfect!"

The Hongmeng Realm he created is a complete World Embryo, absolutely incomparable to those flawed small worlds, already showing the beginnings of a Great World.

Jiang Xuan feels that the Hongmeng Realm will be a further opportunity for him, but he has no idea how to break through the bottleneck yet.

"Hmm? The Hongmeng Treasure Mirror can absorb it?"

With a flick of his thought, the Treasure Mirror in his Sea of Consciousness radiated brilliance.

"One Life Supreme Realm!"

It is actually the coordinate of that world; Jiang Xuan hesitated.

Jiang Xuan is unsure what realm the level of the Zhetian Great Emperor corresponds to within the world structure of "One Life Supreme," but he also understands that the Great Emperor is far from touching the legendary realm.

In that world, the powerhouses standing at the Power Peak possess power beyond imagination.

To them, the Myriad Realms are like puppets in their palms, controlled at will.

If there is even the slightest defiance of their will, they can overturn and reshape the Myriad Realms, causing them to re-derive according to their thoughts.

Such peerless great power cannot be fully described by pen and ink; its strength has already transcended the scope of textual meaning, to be comprehended but not transmitted in words.

"It is truly difficult to obtain profound classics nowadays; the various arts in the 'One Life Supreme' world are truly heart-stirring."

Whenever he thinks of those peerless divine skills that can directly reach the legendary creation realm, or even touch the Other Shore, Jiang Xuan's heart sways, and he cannot restrain himself.

According to his estimation, even measured by the world he is in, powerhouses of the Other Shore realm are definitely existences equivalent to the Immortal Emperor level, and among Immortal Emperors, they are by no means mediocre!

The so-called direct pointing to the Other Shore, Jiang Xuan believes is equivalent to directly pointing to the Immortal Emperor realm!

Simply terrifying!

One Life Supreme Realm, Shaolin.

Shaolin, a leader in the martial arts, famous throughout Tianxia for the Seventy-Two Supreme Arts, with deep foundation.

Within the temple, masters of the Heaven List abound, and Master Kong Wen has even transcended to become a sage, cultivating the Arhat Golden Body, possessing the ability of an earthly immortal, firmly holding the town sect position at Shaolin.

It can be called one of the most powerful forces in this world.

At this moment, Shaolin is in a fluster because of the death of a Xuantian Sect Disciple.

Inside the Main Hall of the Great Hero, the Golden Body Buddha Statue forms hand seals with both hands, with a dignified appearance, looking compassionately at the people in the hall.

Directly below the Buddha statue stands an old monk with white eyebrows extending down his face; his appearance is haggard, wearing yellow monk robes, draped in a Large Red Kasaya, holding a Nine-Ringed Staff, his face bearing a golden color.

"Namo Amitabha, benefactors, please do not be anxious." The old monk raised one hand and intoned a Buddhist name.

On both sides of him stand nearly twenty monks draped in Red Kasayas; some have deep wrinkles and are extremely old, some are thin and withered like Withered Wood, and some have a melancholic temperament, refined and mature.

"Hmph, do not be anxious; my sect's Disciple was murdered in your Shaolin, yet you tell this poor Daoist not to be anxious?" The old Taoist wearing a Seven Star Crown and a Yin-Yang Dao Robe had eyes like lightning, staring directly at the speaking old monk, "Master Kong Wen, my Xuantian Sect was invited here, yet encountered this matter; you must give us justice! Otherwise, hmph!"

His hair is snow-white, but his face is unusually ruddy, without a single wrinkle, exactly the appearance of a crane-haired childlike face.

This old monk is precisely the Shaolin Abbot, Kong Wen, who has attained the "Descending Dragon Arhat Golden Body," and has dominated the martial world for over a hundred years.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Shou Zhuo, such a tragedy has occurred in the temple; regardless of who the murderer is, my Shaolin cannot shirk responsibility." Kong Wen said calmly, showing no sign of stubbornly saving face, "But I think Benefactor Shou Jing and the benefactors present also want to know who the murderer is and what their purpose is; please give this old monk some time to examine the body and find the murderer."

Taoist Shou Jing is the Sect Master of Xuantian Sect, said to have touched the threshold of the Dharma Body, ranked second on the Earth List.

"Master Kong Wen speaks reason, Fellow Daoist Shou Zhuo, please do not be impatient; we all share your grief." A middle-aged Taoist wearing a Martial Arts Robe, holding a Jade Ruyi, stepped out to persuade him.

Meng Qi's shock in his heart was like raging winds and huge waves, impossible to suppress; how could Qi Xia die? That Jiangnan Water Town girl who was full of schemes, delicate and beautiful, and loved the art of mechanisms and hidden weapons actually died?

He wants the Divine Skill Secret Manual, but wants even more to escape the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space that can kill him at any time.

"Senior Brother, why are you so unsettled today; you even got the story wrong."

He truly loves this little Junior Brother who appears innocent and simple on the surface, but is actually clever and quick-witted, knowing everything in his heart.

Zhen Hui shook his head slightly and said seriously: "Senior Brother, you said life is like some kind of power, never knowing what flavor the next one is, and the future is not necessarily bleak."

This little monk Zhen Hui has a clear mind and has long seen through Meng Qi's sorrow.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Meng Qi's face was beaming with smiles, but deep in his gaze hid a trace of desolation, which Zhen Hui did not perceive.

Zhen Hui raised his eyes to look at the azure sky and sighed: "Senior Brother often tells me strange tales and legends of knights-errant from the martial world; I heard many masters gathered at Shaolin today!"

"By the way, I still remember Senior Brother telling of Ye Fan killing from the Ancient Forbidden Land to the Ziwei Star Domain, and all the way to the Beidou Various Holy Lands; Ye Fan led the various Emperors to attack the Immortal Domain, An Miaoyi waited quietly for her lover outside Shen City, and the Ruthless Emperor defied heaven to prove the Dao in the Ancient Forbidden Zone..."

"However, this Ruthless Emperor devours Heaven and Earth; I guess he must be an evil god eight chi tall, with an eight chi waist, three heads and six arms, a blue face and fangs!"

"Senior Brother, look, there is someone in the sky!" Before Zhen Hui finished speaking, he suddenly exclaimed.

Meng Qi's face was originally a bit embarrassed; in his youth he was somewhat reckless, and now hearing such stories, it felt full of black history...

Meng Qi looked up, only to see an azure sky, unchanged since ancient times; where was there any person?

"Junior Brother, did you see wrong?" Meng Qi smiled and rubbed Zhen Hui's bald head.

"How could that be, Senior Brother! I have already opened four apertures, so I have keen eyesight!" Zhen Hui said unconvinced.

"Then tell me, what kind of person did you see?" Meng Qi's expression tightened, wondering if something had happened.

"That person... hmm..." Zhen Hui scratched his head and said to Meng Qi.

"Hmm, temperament, supreme above all, very fitting for the Extreme Dao Great Emperor you described, Senior Brother."

(Chapter End)