Eternal Emperor's Path to Ascension

Chapter 386: Resuming Seclusion, Vastness of the Upper Realm

Ten more years quietly passed.

The Eternal Peak remained peaceful as always.

The younger generation continued growing, old experts continued cultivating, and the Providence of the Mythical Era, with a push from the Lower Realm Spirit, became increasingly prosperous.

At the same time, atop the main peak, Tian Yongheng remained in seclusion inside his cave abode.

The stone gates of the cave abode had not opened even once during these ten years, only the countless formations surrounding the mountain occasionally emitted faint ripples.

Inside the cave abode, Tian Yongheng sat quietly cross-legged, peering into his Sea of Consciousness.

Compared to before, the Primal Dao Sword had changed greatly, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that Tian Yongheng himself had changed.

The connection between man and sword had become incomparably profound; at this moment, even with his eyes closed, Tian Yongheng could clearly sense every fluctuation within the Primal Dao Sword.

The Natal Dharma Treasure binding had reached its final stage, with only a small step remaining.

Once completed, the Primal Dao Sword would truly become a part of him.

At this moment, Tian Yongheng slowly opened his eyes, a faint sword light flashing through them before disappearing.

During these ten years, he had essentially completed everything he could accomplish at his current cultivation realm.

All Divine Powers, Immortal Arts, Mystical Techniques, everything had been cultivated to the limits of his current understanding.

Even the countless treasures accumulated through centuries of system rewards had all acknowledged him as their master.

Before, he didn’t have time, but now that he had time, he naturally refined them.

Even the Carefree Immortal Flowing Robe hadn’t been refined by him previously, with only its most basic functions active.

Naturally, the increase in combat power and defensive capabilities now was extraordinary.

At this moment, Tian Yongheng’s consciousness entered the Simulation Battle Trial once more.

The familiar heaven and earth materialized before his eyes.

This time, dozens of figures stood before him.

Every single one was a Grand Perfection Earth Immortal version of the Supremely Valiant Heaven Reaching General, their auras shaking heaven and earth.

If placed in the Lower Realm Nine Great Mortal Worlds, each one could effortlessly erase entire regions.

Yet, Tian Yongheng merely looked at them calmly and casually waved his hand.

*Boom!*

The simulated world instantly collapsed, heaven and earth shattering into nothingness.

Dozens of Supremely Valiant Heaven Reaching Generals disappeared simultaneously, annihilated in body and soul; the battle ended before it truly began, only this time, it was a crushing victory for Tian Yongheng, not the other way around.

Returning to reality, Tian Yongheng slowly nodded.

As expected, his current combat power had reached an entirely different level compared to several decades ago.

Back then, defeating a single Grand Perfection Earth Immortal General required effort, but now, a casual gesture was sufficient.

Even he could not accurately estimate his own limits anymore.

At this moment, he carefully sensed the condition of his being.

Very soon, the Primal Dao Sword was about to complete its transformation, and once it became his Natal Dharma Treasure, his combat power would increase once more.

Thinking this far, Tian Yongheng slowly exhaled.

Glancing at the corner of the room, the clone had already upgraded the Sword of Temperance to a Dharma Treasure.

Taking the sword, he threw another Dharma Fusion Stone alongside the Sword of Charity to the clone.

Now, with another Spiritual Grade Low-Rank Dharma Treasure, his combat power would increase a bit more.

The urge to continue improving his strength remained strong, however, he no longer felt much urgency.

Now, there was only one thing left, which was cultivation.

At this moment, Tian Yongheng’s gaze became thoughtful.

Mid Stage of Vagrant Immortal Realm, he had remained at this level for quite some time.

The next goal naturally became the Late Stage of Vagrant Immortal Realm, and beyond that, the Grand Perfection of Vagrant Immortal Realm.

Given his current accumulation combined with the Immortal Divine Pills and other resources, neither breakthrough should be particularly difficult.

The thought caused a faint anticipation to appear within his eyes.

The stronger he became, the more clearly he understood the terrifying nature of the enemies hidden within his interpersonal relationship panel.

Every realm above immortality represented an unimaginable leap.

His current achievements were impressive, but they were still insufficient.

He at least had to reach the Earth Immortal Realm to have some ability to protect himself and be more confident in facing whatever the Upper Realm was planning.

Soon afterward, Tian Yongheng gradually closed his eyes.

The cave abode returned to silence once more.

...

Meanwhile, far away from the Lower Realm.

Upper Realm, Second Great Immortal World.

A remote region located near the boundary of a vast Immortal continent.

Within the clouds, a bustling tavern floated above a celestial city stretching across hundreds of miles.

Spirit cranes occasionally flew past outside the windows while streams of Immortal mist drifted through the air.

At one corner of the tavern sat a dark robed figure.

His appearance was concealed beneath a hood, a cup of spirit wine resting before him.

At first glance, he appeared completely ordinary.

However, his Divine Sense remained spread outward at all times, nothing within several miles escaping his perception, not even voice transmissions.

This person was naturally Wei Yusheng.

Ten years had already passed since his ascension.

Thinking back to that day, he still occasionally felt emotional.

The Upper Realm, the Immortal World, the same place countless cultivators dreamed of reaching.

The reality, however, differed greatly from his expectations.

When he first arrived, he had not appeared inside some prosperous immortal city or beneath the protection of a powerful sect.

Instead, he found himself inside a primeval forest, an unimaginably vast and incomparably ancient primeval forest, with trees towering hundreds of miles into the sky and primordial beasts as huge as mountains.

Every random creature he encountered possessed cultivation sufficient to dominate entire regions within the Lower Realm, at least at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, and there were even some Half Immortal Realm entities he barely escaped from.

Even the Ascension Platform was abandoned alongside the vast Ascension City surrounding it, with no living soul in sight for hundreds of miles.

It took him ten entire years just to escape that forest.

Had those truly powerful entities appeared during that period, he might have died countless times already.

Fortunately, fate seemed to favor him, as after countless hardships, he finally reached civilization.

Only then did he begin understanding the Upper Realm, and the result left him speechless, stunned for a long time.

The suppression of the Heavenly Dao was truly terrifying.

In the Myriad Worlds, Immortal Ascension cultivators could destroy universes, and their Divine Sense could sweep across worlds, their movements shaking heaven and earth.

In the Lower Realm, they could casually obliterate tens, hundreds of thousands of miles when fighting against beings of equal power.

But here, everything was different.

The stability of space surpassed imagination, with worldly laws and heavenly rules existing at an incomparably higher level, alongside those incomprehensible concepts of heaven and earth.

Even now, Wei Yusheng’s Divine Sense only covered several miles, that was all.

His full powered attacks likewise affected only a limited area of less than ten miles.

Compared to the Lower Realm, the difference was like heaven and earth.

At first, he felt it was because the place where he ascended to was a special dimension of spacetime, with different rules of existence, but when he learned that all of Upper Realm was like this, it nearly shattered his confidence.

Fortunately, as someone who had experienced countless setbacks in the Lower Realm, he adapted quickly.

At this moment, Wei Yusheng calmly drank a mouthful of spirit wine.

His cultivation had advanced greatly by this point; after ascending, the Ascension Light refined his body thoroughly, causing his cultivation to directly soar from Early Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm to Late Stage of Immortal Ascension Realm.

He was now only a single step away from the Grand Perfection of Immortal Ascension Realm.

This cultivation base would be considered very impressive in the Lower Realm, enough to dominate regions and states, but here... it was just decent.

Thinking this far, Wei Yusheng couldn’t help smiling bitterly.

The standards of the Upper Realm were absurd, this city alone demonstrated that clearly.

The City Lord possessed Nascent Soul Realm cultivation and governed millions of cultivators, already no worse than most region overlords in the Second Great Mortal World.

More importantly, he was less than a thousand years old.

In the Lower Realm, such an achievement would make someone a supreme genius capable of dominating a generation.

But here, he was merely considered somewhat talented, nothing more.

Foundation Establishment cultivators below thirty years of age were everywhere, and Golden Core cultivators beneath a hundred years old were not rare at all, one could encounter them regularly throughout the city.

The environment here was simply too favorable.

Immortal Qi, worldly laws, heavenly rules, resources, cultivation techniques, inheritances, everything surpassed the Lower Realm countless times over.

Even ordinary children enjoyed advantages unimaginable to countless Lower Realm cultivators.

Only the Dao Field of that individual could truly compare.

At this moment, Wei Yusheng’s gaze shifted toward the distant city center, where a towering palace stood.

It was the City Lord’s residence.

According to rumors, the city itself existed because of a single individual, a Inner Disciple belonging to a powerful Immortal Sect.

That disciple had established roots here centuries ago, and through his influence, the city gradually expanded.

Now, it supported millions of inhabitants.

Thinking this far, Wei Yusheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The most important discovery wasn’t the city itself, rather, it was the Immortal Sect behind it.

According to rumors, it was an organization powerful enough to possess experts beyond the Vagrant Immortal Realm, which, from the Lower Realm’s perspective, was the Immortal Realm.

Such a force was already incomparably terrifying for him, and according to local cultivators, it wasn’t even considered a top tier power within this continent, much less the entire Second Great Immortal World.

The realization left Wei Yusheng deeply shocked.

For the first time, he truly understood how vast the Upper Realm was, and how insignificant his current self remained.

At this moment, he slowly put down the wine cup, his Divine Sense quietly sweeping across the surroundings once more as numerous conversations entered his ears.

Most were meaningless, but he still listened patiently, gathering as much information as possible.

This had always been one of his greatest strengths.

The Upper Realm was unfamiliar territory, and until he understood it completely, caution remained the wisest choice.