The space within a proximity of several miles broke into pieces like a broken mirror. Disciples from the Wicked Tribe and the Darkness Sacred Land who were too late to run were blasted into a cloud of blood.With the protection from the Green Emperor's pagoda, his power of creation sparkled to repair the depleted mana within the universe.Severin stood straight in the void, holding the Oculus Blade, and let the raging gusts of wind hit his body and flipped his clothes.The skeleton was shrouded by countless black demonic energy. When he saw the Green Emperor's pagoda, his eyes shimmered with greed. His raspy voice trembled with fear, "A celestial weapon! No wonder you can advance so quickly. You have the Green Emperor's pagoda!"Baldwin's anger welled up in his chest. He hated Severin even more. The Ancestora was a supreme wild beast emperor of the ancient era. Many times, he had fought with the Green Emperor. Both of them were called the most gifted of that era.When both of them
It never occurred to Severin that the current Baldwin was actually a clone of the Ancestora. No wonder Baldwin went into a rage when he saw Severin taking out the Green Emperor's pagoda. The Ancestora was killed by the pagoda, after all.In the meantime, it also cleared many doubts in Sevrein's mind. He had been puzzled as to why the Primordial Sacred Land was willing to collude with the devil cultivators when they had been a righteous sacred land all the while.It was the same with the devil cultivators. The Wicked Tribe and Darkness Sacred Land had been proud and arrogant people. Why would Horra and Grenn be willing to be commanded by Baldwin? Everything made sense now!Severin shook his head and snapped back. The current situation did not allow him to think further.The light beams were coming his way. Mona's attack failed to stop them. The palms got crushed and turned back into water and fell back into the ocean.Looking at the light beams, Severin made the decision and patted
Severin's blood and energy shot into the sky like a wolf-like wisp of smoke, forming a blood-colored armor that encased his body in an instant. At the same time, his figure brimmed with sword will, while the fiery rule of swordsmanship coursed through him and converged within the Oculus Blade. The energy coalesced into a formidable sword beam that tore through the air.As the sword's energy erupted forth, a cold glimmer unfolded across the vicinity. The surrounding area seemed to undergo a shift, with rules crumbling as those beams of lights intertwined. The spear beam faltered, unable to withstand everything and exploded into a shower of spiritual fragments that filled the sky.By contrast, the majestic sword beam continued its trajectory, its force bearing down upon Baldwin who stood amidst the swirling black mist.Then, the Wendigo before Baldwin was sliced in half.The Green Emperor's Pagoda proceeded to surge forth, crashing into Baldwin with the weight of a mountain. The impa
Several thousand miles away, the sky in Thundlight loomed with dark clouds and crackled with lightning. The nine-headed lion's eyes widened as he gazed across the battlefield at the Eastern Sea in horror. It was not until Grenn vanished into the distance that the lion turned to the handsome young man beside him and said in a huff, "So, Nine-Tails. It seems that your prediction was in error."Beside him stood Trey, clad who was in silver armor like a warrior standing suspended in the air. "I never imagined that Baldwin was the Ancestora's clone! The fact that a mere level six supreme paragon like Severin could inflict such damage upon Baldwin is nothing short of chilling," Trey muttered in disbelief as the image of Severin's assault replayed in his mind.As those two were conversing, the nine-tailed fox—who had since taken on the form of a handsome young man donning a green robe—wore a wry smile. He had underestimated Severin, and it turned out that Severin's formidable strength stemm
Located thousands of miles away from the Eastern Sea was Eastplain, a place rich in spiritual energy. The geology there consisted of towering peaks, and the skies were filled with spiritual light.Deep in Eastplain could be found the Menzies' ancestral land, and Laskin—their eleventh ancestor and the sole remaining half-immortal—looked up at the odd-colored sky. The energy from the Eastern Sea's half-immortal battle could be observed some tens of thousands of miles out, and he could feel the collapse of rules despite being so far away. He raised his hand and used the Waterlight Art to observe the battle.When he witnessed Baldwin summoning the Wendigo, Laskin instantly recognized who it was. A glint in eyes sparkled as he mumbled, "Even the Ancestora wishes to vie for a place in this golden age."Laskin felt a heavy mood settle upon him. Caution was of the utmost importance in matters involving the Ancestora, for many misdeeds had been committed by that entity in each age.However,
Severin and the others were in the dark over the shock that swept across Eastplain. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they discovered that Adrian's injuries were not fatal. Severin turned his head to face Calvert and said, "You've done well, Calvert."Calvert was elated to hear that, but more than anything he was still in awe of Severin. He had Severin's formidable fighting power with his own eyes—a power that rendered even a level nine supreme paragon like Baldwin lowering his head in shame. Calvert, being the dragonoids' prodigy, knew very well that there was always a greater gap to bridge the higher a practitioner's attainment was.When it came to royal paragons, for example, it was impossible for someone at level four to defeat a level nine opponent. It would be even more difficult for supreme paragons who have understood the Rules of Heaven and Earth, refined their bodies, and forged their own path.After all, the gaps between each stage of a level were separated by a hug
When the door parted open, Calvert stepped aside and invited them in respectfully, "Severin, Adrian, after you please."Severin entered the chamber first. As he crossed the threshold, a myriad of lights unfolded before him. Pearl-like glows flickered here and there, and the air carried the fragrant scent of countless alchemical ingredients.A surge of purple mist rose from the treasure room, and its majestic glow illuminated every corner. Above him, swirls from the same mist intertwined with bursts of sky and soil energy, while rays of light danced amidst a mirage of unusual phenomena. Meanwhile, countless divine iron and fine gold lay scattered about, with the very floor crafted from millennia-old spiritual jade. Such was the opulence of the place.Heath and Mona gasped in awe as they entered, exclaiming, "I finally understand why everybody says that the dragonoids are rich. This isn't just rich. This is beyond rich."Even though they were already mentally prepared for the situati
As far as Severin knew, only a handful of half-immortals in Bleurealm had succeeded in tempering their physical bodies to perfection. One such individual was Jaxon, the barbarics' grand priest. The other was the spiritual leader of the Great Thunderbeat Temple in Westregion, who had mastered the Acala Dharma. Those were probably the only two individuals who have perfected their physical bodies. Such was the difficulty of doing so.Severin had created countless mini cell universes, along with a meticulous construction of energy and blood within the Sky-High Point via his middle energy core. Furthermore, he had also repeatedly used lightning to temper his body and conceal his spirit within that point. However, there was still much to be done in achieving perfection within his physical body.As he suppressed the elation swelling within him, Severin pocketed the three sprigs of Dragongrass and continued further into the room. There were treasures as far as the eye could see, and Severin'
At that instant, Infernatur and Damnatur felt a sudden chill, as if an impending doom loomed on the horizon.Severin then said softly to them, "I'm gonna need you as a helping hand!"Infernatur and Damnatur recoiled as a horrifying realization dawned upon them."Have you taken that leap?" Infernatur's voice trembled with uncertainty.Severin remained silent and simply waved his hand gently. The 129,600 cosmic laws surged with boundless power, reducing the huge figures of Infernatur and Damnatur to dust.Within moments, two essences of pure primordial power flowed into Severin's inner world, while the desolate chaos sea crumbled and was consumed by his voracious appetite.Severin's form eventually began to fade until it became a flicker of light that vanished completely. His consciousness had been devoured entirely.Everything before him was empty and devoid of substance.An indefinite amount of time passed before Severin's voice echoed through the emptiness, "Chaos springs from
With a deft stroke of the bronze halberd, the path hovering above Severin shattered."This is a peculiar weapon," Severin recoiled in alarm, raising the Oculus Blade to defend himself "It has the ability to dismantle the great path!"Simultaneously, he utilized his space-time path to shield against potential assaults, especially any sneak attacks.Explosions reverberated, unleashing torrents of elemental energy and spatial turbulence throughout the chaotic sea. Time passed indeterminately amidst the chaos.For centuries, the trio engaged in combat, their auras undiminished by time's passage.Meanwhile, the four Dominus Nosters in the Celestial Realm waged war against the extraterrestrial intruders, reclaiming territories with unparalleled ferocity.Under the leadership of figures like Callide, the extraterrestrials were simply no match for them.The Southern, Western, and Devil Regions were reclaimed quickly, yet everyone from the Celestial Realm remained vigilant, for war conti
Outside the Heaven Palace, the few who had been appointed Dominus Noster along with a cohort of quasi-royal celestials were faced with the grim reality at hand.Clad in resplendent hues, Callide—who was their leader and carried the title Dominus Noster Arcanum—donned celestial attire woven from stars and the galaxy. With a regal bearing, she commanded from atop a cloud, "Follow me, my brethren! We shall vanquish the extraterrestrials in the Devil Realm!""At your command, Dominus Noster Arcanum!""Yes, Dominus Noster Arcanum!"With their resounding battle cries, streams of light surged across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, converging upon the territories occupied by the extraterrestrials—they were the Devil Region, Southern Region, and the Western Region.Amidst the vibrant rainbow, a towering figure emerged, blotting out the sky and earth. Everyone recognized that figure as Severin, and knew that the battle against the quasi-celestial regents would soon begin.Adrian, who was alrea
Armin then spoke with a calm authority, "You cannot remain in this time and space, for you are from the future. It is time you return."As he uttered these words, Severin sensed an invisible force pushing against him and urging him to depart.Standing upon the river of time, he overlooked the tumult of the quasi-celestial regent conflict looming below. He mumbled Armin's counsel, "By receiving nourishment, shattering constraints, tearing open chaos, and reaching the other side…" As Severin pondered over those revelations for an indefinite amount of time, clarity dawned upon him like the sudden rising sun. "So that's the way!"By the time he snapped to his senses, he discovered that his primal spirit had traversed countless epochs in the river of time. "Did I spend that long in the river of time?" he asked himself. Fortunately, the duration he spent in the river of time was but a fleeting moment in the real world.Severin's resolve solidified. Though his brief discourse with Armin,
Severin could sense the mental connection between himself and the weapon, almost as if it was an extension of himself. Severin then raised his gaze to the celestial expanse beyond."I'm almost on Armin's level now that I've made a breakthrough to the rank of quasi-celestial sovereign. However, facing the extraterrestrials' quasi-celestial regents isn't going to be easy meat for me," he mused aloud.Armin was once the sovereign architect of the Imperial Court and the ruler of the Celestial Realm, yet even he found himself at the mercy of the attack of Heaven's Will. Even a mighty quasi-celestial sovereign was reduced to naught but dust.Severin felt the weight of the responsibility settle upon him. Confronting the two quasi-celestial regents would require him to transcend to the realm of celestial sovereign—a realm of which he had scant knowledge of.He understood the concept of the celestial sovereign only in the context of attaining liberation through enlightenment via the 3,000 p
In the vast expanse of the chaotic sea, occasional gusts of strong wind whipped up the formidable chaotic energy. A single whirlpool could claim the life of even a true immortal.Amidst that tumult, two colossal figures lay prone within the abyss. They emanated an aura of unparalleled power, commanding even the paths to heed their authority. The turbid breath exhaled in their slumber had the capacity to tear the fabric of the chaotic void, unveiling dreamlike cosmic chiliocosms.They were the progenitors of the extraterrestrial race, the alpha and omega of the enigmatic beings. Their names were Infernatur and Damnatur. To the uninitiated, and sometimes even to their own kind, it was widely believed that Infernatur and Damnatur were distinct entities. However, they were but facets of the same being.Infernatur could be deemed the primordial offspring of chaos itself, having borne witness to the most primitive and barbaric epochs of the Bleu Celestial Realm. Being born of chaos, he po
Heaven Palace could now boast four royal celestials, along with nearly 20 quasi-royal celestials and 5,000 true immortals. Those esteemed individuals once served the Longevity Alliance, Clear Wind Sect, Tri Celestial Island, and Ingeni Paradise. While their numbers paled in comparison to the 120,000 true immortals during the ancient Imperial Court's heyday, Severin was confident that he could revive that with time. After all, the new Imperial Court had only just been re-established, and there was still more work to do.Severin then addressed the assembly, "As you continue raising your attainment, you shall have to anticipate the looming threat of conflict with the extraterrestrials. Now that you have are bestowed with titles as the custodians of heaven and earth, it is our solemn duty to reciprocate the blessings bestowed upon us.""Yes, we shall!" echoed the resolute affirmation from the gathered immortals.Having concluded his address, Severin went to speak briefly with Diane and
In the Heaven Palace, Callide sensed that the aura emanating from Severin was simultaneously as vast the sky and ocean but as indiscernible as that of a mortal. Tremors of terror gripped her, as she knew that he had far surpassed the realm of a cultivator who had attained the perfect-stage royal celestial. It was no exaggeration to say that Severin could obliterate a royal celestial with a mere thought.Balke, Libra, and Creatia shared Callide's apprehension. To them, Severin embodied the very essence of the path—intangible, silent, abstruse, incomprehensible, and undetectable.As the imperial robe adorned Severin, Balke and the others bowed in reverence. "Long live the Celestial Sovereign!" they chanted in unison.A subtle wave of fortune floated toward the heavenly heart imprint as Severin acknowledged their worship with a satisfied smile. He raised his hand and lifted them effortlessly with an unseen force.With a thunderous voice that resonated in their ears, Severin proclaimed
The true immortals, quasi-royal celestials, and even the eminent royal celestials held their breath. Everyone observed in silence as Severin wielded the heavenly heart imprint.With each strand of luck infused into the heavenly heart imprint, Severin sensed his dominion over the Bleu Celestial Realm becoming stronger. He had the feeling that he could reshape the world with only a single thought.Once the destinies of tens of thousands of races were bound with the heavenly heart imprint, the golden tourmaline quivered violently and radiated an aura that could be felt across the Nine Heavens Ten Lands. Acknowledging the momentous occasion, Severin tapped his forehead and directed a fragment of his soul to command the heavenly heart imprint. The 3,000 great paths within him erupted from his being and materialized."Today shall be the day that I, Severin, rebuild the Imperial Court in the Nine Heavens! As wielder of the great path, the world shall be inscribed in me, and I shall embody