Chapter 674: Chapter 502: Supreme Emperor of Heaven (Part 3)
"The Ancestor and Thorough Ancestor have heard the news and asked me to congratulate you on their behalf, wishing that your path advances further in the Mahayana Treasure Realm."
Qi Mang bowed in return:
"Thank you, fellow Daoist."
"Hahaha! Qi Mang, you’re truly bringing glory to the Panwu Hall!"
A loud laugh like thunder rang out, and a stout figure stepped through the air—it was Yuan Ba.
He wore black gold armor, his body emanating a powerful Dao Rhyme, and he heavily patted Qi Mang’s back.
Qi Mang’s lips slightly curved upwards: "Master Uncle gives too much praise."
Yet, his heart felt warm, as the congratulations from these fellow sect members and friends dispelled the fatigue from his continuous battles.
Around were many Immortal Mansion disciples, as well as prodigies from various provinces, who gathered to offer congratulations, their tones filled with admiration.
"Brother Qi Mang is impressive!"
"Congratulations to Brother Qi for advancing to the Treasure Realm; may you fulfill your wishes!"
"Should there be a chance, please give us some guidance, Brother Qi!"
Qi Mang responded to each, surveying everyone with his gaze:
"Thank you, fellow Daoists and sect members, for your congratulations. Qi Mang will remember it in his heart."
"It’s not convenient to chat much today; I must first pay respects to my master."
The crowd, hearing this, parted to clear the path, smiling and nodding:
"Brother Qi, go quickly!"
"Fellow Daoist, meet again in the Treasure Realm!"
...
Panwu Hall.
Chen Sheng stood with his hands behind his back under the corridor, gazing toward the direction from which Qi Mang was coming.
"Master."
Qi Mang stepped forward, bowed deeply, his back straight, voice calm and respectful:
"Disciple Qi Mang, returned from the domain competition, comes to report to master."
Chen Sheng smiled softly:
"Not bad."
Upon finishing speaking, he extended his hand, gently patting Qi Mang’s shoulder.
"Being able to keep your Heart Spirit steady, neither arrogant nor impatient, such mentality and perseverance are rarer and more important than mere battle prowess."
Qi Mang felt warmth in his heart, looked up at his master, with some relief in his eyes, but still modest:
"Disciple dares not slacken, in the domain competition, the disciple still has many shortcomings, failing to rank among the top."
Chen Sheng gestured dismissively, still smiling:
"Rank is inconsequential."
"Cultivation in the Treasure Realm is like the ultimate shortcut, with only one chance, you must seize it well and not waste this opportunity."
Qi Mang was moved, quickly bowing with inquiry, his voice full of eagerness for knowledge:
"Master, disciple is ignorant and knows little about the situation in the Treasure Realm, please explain it to me."
Chen Sheng nodded slightly, explaining the secrets of the Treasure Realm to Qi Mang one by one:
"The Treasure Realm is a perfect Middle Thousand World left behind by an ancient Mahayana Venerable after severing his bindings."
"For you, the greatest benefit in the Treasure Realm is the ’Heavenly Immortal Path.’"
"The Heavenly Immortal Path?"
Qi Mang’s eyes glimmered with a hint of doubt, whispering the term, filled with curiosity.
"Indeed, the Heavenly Immortal Path."
Chen Sheng nodded, continuing to elaborate:
"This Immortal Path is the attestation of the world’s Dao, every ten thousand years it transforms once, the number of transformations is uncertain but precisely corresponds to the number of slots determined by the domain competition."
"Eighty-eight slots mean eighty-eight Heavenly Immortal Paths, each person has one path, bespoke and custom-made."
He paused, his tone becoming more solemn:
"This path comprises nine steps, each step has its creation and trials. Only cultivators below Void Refining may set foot upon it."
"The Immortal Path will develop a shortcut for mastery of laws according to each cultivator’s path, talent, and shortcomings."
"Whether it’s enhanced enlightenment, gifts of cultivation resources, or the evolution of Dao Domain... all offer support."
"The further you proceed along the Immortal Path, the greater the benefits."
"If you completely traverse these nine steps, crossing the entire Heavenly Immortal Path, you can directly elevate the Dharma Seed and achieve the position of Dharma Master."
At this point, Chen Sheng turned to Qi Mang, eyes filled with encouragement:
"Currently in the Immortal Mansion, there are nearly ten Dharma Masters, all once traversed the Heavenly Immortal Path to achieve the position of Dharma Master."
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Mang’s eyes lit up instantly.
Having read numerous ancient texts within Panwu Hall, he was no longer an ignorant Lower Realm Demon Cultivator.
He naturally understands the status and power of a Dharma Master—to open up worlds, master laws, escape the shackles of the Longevity Dao Tribulation, and live as long as the heavens and earth—the capabilities of a Great Power.
Qi Mang’s heart surged like a storm:
"Disciple never imagined there would be such an opportunity in the Treasure Realm! Disciple will surely give their all and not disappoint the master’s expectations!"
Chen Sheng watched the light in his eyes, smiling slightly but said nothing more.
He understood well that though the Heavenly Immortal Path was a shortcut, it was by no means a smooth road.
Each step required undergoing numerous trials, very few managed to walk the entire path.
Otherwise, the number of Dharma Masters in the Immortal Mansion would not be so scarce.
However, even if one cannot walk the entire Heavenly Immortal Path, merely completing three to five steps can bring unimaginable benefits.
It could at least save countless years of laborious cultivation during Qi Mang’s Void Refining stage and lay a foundation for future attempts to reach the Integration Realm.
Over seventy percent of the Dharma Masters from the Three Great Immortal Mansions have found support from this Heavenly Immortal Path, thus successfully achieving Dharma Masterhood.
Chen Sheng nodded lightly:
"Go, three days later, the Treasure Realm will open, and the opportunity of the Heavenly Immortal Path depends on your own fortune."
Qi Mang bowed deeply:
"Disciple will remember the master’s teachings!"
...
A mere flick of the fingers, three days.
On a square, eighty-eight figures stood shoulder to shoulder, each the top prodigy who secured a slot for the Mahayana Treasure Realm.
Qi Mang wore a plain Daoist Robe, his Tribulation Dao Domain quietly restrained, golden-black Sword Pattern hidden within, his gaze fervently fixed on the firmament.
Above, a gateway of creation piercing the heavens is slowly forming, the entrance to the Mahayana Treasure Realm—the Taihuang Realm.
"The Taihuang Realm has opened, quickly enter!"
The eighty-eight prodigies no longer hesitated, their figures moving like streamers, surged into the gateway of creation, Qi Mang followed closely behind.
...
Simultaneously, within a quiet room in Panwu Hall.
Chen Sheng’s originally tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open, star reflections flickered within them.
Buzz——!!!
A strand of will pierced through the void, instantly locking onto the space-time coordinates of the Taihuang Realm.
The space-time around Chen Sheng twisted instantly, as he stepped forth, his form merged into the warped space-time, leaving only a faint Dao Rhyme silhouette.
In the next moment, he appeared before that gateway of creation, stepping in, his figure instantly enveloped by a chaotic light stream.
Boom——!!!
Behind the gateway lay an infinite vast chaotic firmament.
Above the firmament, chaotic currents rolled, primordial purple energy rushed like rivers, countless laws bobbed within the chaos, creation energy permeated the realm.
Chen Sheng gazed around, silently remarking:
"What a world!"
Just then, a supreme aura slowly descended from the pinnacle of the firmament.
This aura was perfect and complete, without beginning or end, without any flaw, seemingly the heavens and earth itself, the origin of everything, instantly enveloping the vast firmament.
Chen Sheng’s heart tensed, his surrounding Dao Power suddenly taut, he looked up—only to see a middle-aged Imperial Lord sitting cross-legged at the firmament’s peak.
The middle-aged Imperial Lord wore a purple imperial robe, embroidered with sun, moon, stars, and earthly mountains and rivers, surrounded by the Chaotic Light Crown.
In Chen Sheng’s eyes, this Imperial Lord was without beginning or end, entirely flawless, each action capable of nurturing boundless creation.
Chen Sheng silently mused:
"This perfected aura, far surpasses those Tribulation Crossing Daoist Monarchs wielding innate Dharma Seeds!"
The middle-aged Imperial Lord slowly opened his eyes, a soft yet penetrating gaze cast upon Chen Sheng.
That gaze held no hostility, only gentle approval:
"Panwu, second step of Integration, not even thirty thousand years old, very impressive!"
Chen Sheng respectfully saluted the middle-aged Imperial Lord:
"Greetings, Huangtian Venerable."
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