Ten days later, Ye Yu underwent his Tribulation on the sea at the junction of the North-Wasteland Continent and the Central Plains Continent.
This was not a deliberately chosen location—upon arriving he felt a resonance, completed his transition into Tribulation-Transcending Perfection, and so summoned the Heavenly Tribulation.
The surging lightning constantly struck, the seawater boiled, as if the world were ending.
They say Heavenly Tribulation is the greatest peril a cultivator faces before becoming an immortal—one false move and life and Dao vanish.
But for Ye Yu it was as routine as eating and drinking.
He had crossed so many Tribulations that even the last spark of novelty was spent.
Combined with the cultivation arts he’d learned from all realms, Tribulation? It was nothing special.
After successfully weathering the Tribulation, Ye Yu intended to depart—but suddenly he noticed a faint glow deep beneath the waves, invisible unless one looked closely.
Thinking it a sea treasure, he immediately dove down to investigate.
Transforming into a streak of rainbow light, Ye Yu shot through the water toward the seabed.
When he arrived, he found only seawater and the corpses of fish and other creatures.
Under the Tribulation’s power, all beings perished.
But where had that shadow he’d glimpsed gone?
After pondering, Ye Yu dove deeper. At the seabed he dispersed the sediment with spirit energy and discovered a massive chest engraved with dense black Dao-script, emitting a very faint glow.
This thing seemed peculiar!
The script was not human’s, nor from any of the four realms.
It appeared to be an entirely new writing system!
Ye Yu tried to open it, but to no avail.
Neither brute force nor array-breaking arts worked.
Now this was interesting!
To set such powerful protective script, the contents must be extremely rare.
So Ye Yu stored it in his Storage Ring, planning to open it once his strength increased.
Yes—that was the correct approach.
He could not open it now because he had only just crossed the Tribulation and attained Ascension Realm.
But now did not equal the future!
Once he ascended fully into the Celestial Realm, he would surely break it open.
After all, it was merely a mortal artifact—how difficult could it be?
His current foremost task remained to raise his cultivation and strength as swiftly as possible. Yet recently the effects of alchemical pills had worsened—it was time to seek other rapid means of advancement.
At age twenty-six, Ye Yu ascended by day and reentered the Celestial Realm.
At the same time, a shadow appeared on the sea at the border of the Central Plains and North-Wasteland Continents, gazing at the water for a long while.
“This cannot be—I calculated this spot before. Could the seabed sediment have buried it?”
Muttering, the shadow plunged into the sea.
After half a day submerged, it resurfaced, utterly perplexed: “Who stole my body?”
At age twenty-eight, Ye Yu successfully entered the Celestial Immortal Realm.
One had to admit divine elixirs were potent; after dozens of syntheses he obtained supreme Celestial Pills—one simple dose and his cultivation surged each day.
Of course, Ye Yu did not devote himself solely to raising cultivation.
Having stumbled upon such an interesting dream-gifted ability, he naturally experimented widely.
In the Celestial Realm he sought many divine arts and began fusing them.
He had considered enhancing existing divine techniques, but their grades had already reached the limit—there was no room for improvement.
After all, divine arts are divine arts; however much fused, they cannot reach godly level.
Rather than waste time and energy, he chose to splice together novel divine techniques.
At age thirty-two, Ye Yu reached the Celestial Lord Realm and fused # Nоvеlight # two very interesting arts: Five Bodies Prostrate and Heart-Rending Soul Tear.
As the names suggest, Five Bodies Prostrate is a directional skill—no matter what the target is doing, once the art succeeds they involuntarily prostrate in worship, completely losing their will to fight.
Heart-Rending Soul Tear is even more powerful—victims weep uncontrollably, their souls shattering until completely broken.
These two divine arts were truly unconventional.
Ye Yu did not know exactly how he had fused them—perhaps it was by happy accident.
At age thirty-five, Ye Yu entered the Half-Step Celestial Emperor Realm.
By that time, someone in the Celestial Realm had broken the void to ascend to the God Realm—and not just one, but two.
One was none other than Tang Tianjia, the sword-wielding youth Ye Yu had met long ago in his dream when the Demon Clan attacked Heaven.
Ye Yu still retained some impression of that young swordsman.
The other was named Shen Yanzhi—a name Ye Yu had never heard before, yet he had boldly ascended.
These two became the greatest talk of the Celestial Realm, their fame unmatched, showing other immortals a higher path.
Ye Yu was puzzled. Something was amiss—during this same period in his previous dream, no one had broken the void to enter the God Realm.
What had changed so drastically?
Curious, Ye Yu inquired about them and learned they had been veteran Celestial Emperors who survived the great calamity and then, as if overnight, ascended to the God Realm.
That made sense—but in Ye Yu’s memory, aside from himself, the first to enter the God Realm should have been Mo Tianjun?
Why had these two ascended at this time while he had not? Had that old fellow been killed by someone?
At age thirty-six, Ye Yu rose to the Half-Step Emperor Realm. In that year Mo Tianjun succeeded in breaking the void and ascended to the God Realm—one year later than Ye Yu’s memory had recorded.
It seemed this dream had undergone some changes.
After reflecting, Ye Yu resumed fusing his Celestial Robe, eager to test the ultimate defensive limits of a divine artifact.
In the same year, the Demon Realm erupted in chaos!
Rumor had it a strange man appeared, endlessly seeking his own body and slaughtering countless demon-kind strongers.
Truly bizarre—strange things happen every year, but this was exceptional.
I’ve seen people searching for soulmates, but seeking one’s own body? That was a first.
Could it be some new body-seizing technique?
Ye Yu merely smiled and paid it no mind.
