I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Deep within the Yunlu Daoist Palace, the Star Hub Hall floated among the ninth layer of heavenly gates, its interior vast and boundless, with a Dao Platform formed by Circulation Stars suspended at the center.

Dharma Master Hong Jue sat cross-legged on it, surrounded by a faint halo of Termination Law, with his eyes slightly closed, as if pondering the workings of heaven and earth, or perhaps in a deep slumber.

Suddenly, the deep golden "End" character mark on the Dharma Master’s brow trembled slightly, he lightly lifted his eyelashes, and with a casual flip of his right palm, a light curtain the size of a square appeared before him in the void.

Within the light curtain, the battle scene on the eleventh level of the Star Tower was clearly visible.

Chen Sheng, clad in a black Magic Robe, wielded the Cyan Nether Sword like black and white flowing lights, deeply engaged in a fierce battle with an Ancient Star Giant towering several million feet high.

The Giant wielded the Nine Peaks Divine Axe, each strike inciting starry upheaval within the tower, its mere airflows could shatter the void.

Meanwhile, Chen Sheng, using the "Circulation Walk" Secret Technique, manifested eighteen avatars, alternately suppressing with "Heaven in the Palm" and dismantling attacks with the "All to End" Sword Net.

The phenomena from their clash intertwined into countless brilliant lights, illuminating the eleventh level as if it were broad daylight.

"The ’Five Volumes of the End’ have reached Perfection, the three Secret Techniques have grasped the threshold of ’Intent and Law Unite’, easily handling the Ancient Star Giant of the eleventh level."

Dharma Master Hong Jue’s voice was calm and unruffled, yet carried an all-seeing authority.

His gaze swept over the "Silence" character phantom flickering on Chen Sheng’s brow in the light screen, glanced at the Spirit Light flowing around the Cyan Nether Sword, and gently tapped his fingers on the Dao Platform.

"However, the time-space killing array evolved by the Ancient Space-Time Ants on the twelfth level requires the comprehension of Origin-Ending Unity to unravel. He has not yet mastered the second volume, lacking some refinement."

...

Indeed, on the eleventh level, Chen Sheng seized the opportunity, the Cyan Nether Sword left his palm, spiraled once in the void.

The Yin Yang Dao Pattern on the Sword Scabbard and the star trajectories simultaneously erupted in dazzling brilliance, instantly weaving a Sword Net spanning a thousand feet.

The moment the Sword Net unfolded, it exuded a pressure to end all things, tightly ensnaring the massive mountain-splitting axe swung by the Ancient Star Giant.

The Divine Power in the giant axe clashed frantically, but was dismantled layer by layer by the Sword Net, transforming into pure energy to nourish the Sword Net.

"Seal!"

Chen Sheng commanded in a deep voice, the eighteen avatars around him simultaneously turned, forming the same "End Silence Seal" with both hands, eighteen strands of Termination Dao Rhyme emanated from the avatars’ brows, converging into a golden light pillar as thick as a bucket in the air.

At the top of the light pillar condensed a miniature "Silence" character mark, carrying a sharpness that pierced all things, directly stabbing towards the sparkling Law core on the Giant’s brow.

The Ancient Star Giant’s pupils contracted abruptly, wanting to defend but it was too late, it could only let out an unwilling roar that resonated through the layer, its massive body disintegrating inch by inch under the erosion of the golden light pillar, scattering into countless star fragments in the void.

Chen Sheng raised his hand to summon back the Cyan Nether Sword, the brilliance on its blade slowly subsided, leaving only a faint Law luminescence swirling.

He stood in the void to adjust his breath for a moment, although his aura fluttered slightly, it remained steady as a mountain—this fierce battle seemed perilous, yet he always had reserves, merely using the Giant’s power to hone his Secret Techniques.

After a brief rest, he looked up towards the boundary gate between the eleventh layer and the twelfth layer, his form flashed, transforming into a stream of light rushing into the gate.

On the twelfth layer, the surrounding scene abruptly transformed.

The former battlefield of star remains disappeared, replaced by a boundless mist of time and space, within which faintly visible were countless twisted lights and shadows.

"Buzz—"

With a faint sound, from the mist on the left side, a silver blade light suddenly shot out, carrying rich temporal Dao Rhyme, as if it had traversed through countless ages, slashing directly towards Chen Sheng’s heart.

Chen Sheng reacted swiftly, side-stepping to avoid it, simultaneously, his Cyan Nether Sword flicked backhandedly, clashing with the blade light, only to slice through an empty phantom, the blade light had already vanished with the flow of time and space.

Before he could regain his footing, a rift in time and space suddenly cracked open beneath his feet, from which emerged countless tentacles evolved from the spatial Dao Domain, attempting to drag him into the infinite void.

"Heaven in the Palm!"

Chen Sheng’s palm surged, condensing Yin Yang Qi into a mini palace, fiercely smashing towards the rift beneath his feet.

As the palace suppressed, the rift temporarily closed, but as soon as he stepped, he found himself instantly returned to the layer where the star remains were three levels prior, the remnant body of the Ancient Star Giant floating past him.

"Space-time Displacement?"

Chen Sheng’s eyes narrowed, immediately operating his Divine Sense to envelop himself, only to find it continuously severed in the mist, unable to discern the real direction.

For the next half stick of incense, Chen Sheng was trapped as if in a quagmire.

At times attacked by virtual shadows of Ancient Cultivators, although these shadows were not entities, they could still perform complete Secret Techniques, at other times stepping into zones with chaotic time flow, his surrounding Laws disturbed by erratic time.

"This won’t work; I must find the Array Hub!"

Chen Sheng released the Cyan Nether Sword, covering himself with an "All to End" Sword Net, temporarily resisting the turbulence impacts.

Attempting to extract stable Dao Rhyme from the turbulent time-space, yet no matter how he tried, any Dao Rhyme he extracted was instantly assimilated by the turbulence.

At this moment, from deep within the mist came an ancient sigh, and suddenly numerous space-time blades emerged from all directions, each carrying an eerie Dao Rhyme of "Terminating Space-Time."

Chen Sheng’s pupils contracted sharply, he exerted all his might to maneuver the Cyan Nether Sword forming a Grand Circulation Yin Yang Five Elements Sword Shield, simultaneously detonating three avatars to halt the assaults.

"Boom!"

The space-time blades struck the Sword Shield, without causing a grand fluctuation, yet weirdly infiltrating inside, the next moment the shield was filled with cracks, and Chen Sheng was shaken back and flew out.

He barely stabilized his form, then discovered his own Dao Domain was invaded by the space-time turbulence, all his avatars were instantly obliterated, his true body teleported out of the Star Tower.

Without even seeing his enemy, he had been defeated!

...

Dharma Master Hong Jue waved his sleeve, dismissing the light screen, a subtle smile flashed in his eyes:

"Since I imparted the ’Five Volumes of the End’, in just three hundred years, Life-Annihilating has thoroughly mastered the first volume, advancing to the twelfth layer of the Star Tower."

"Among my disciples, his talent ranks first."

This Star Tower of seventeen layers is not randomly established; each layer conceals mysteries, holding the key to the Dao path of Void Refining Cultivators.

The path of Refining Void is already a watershed on the path of immortality, the Dao Domain evolved by a Cultivator has grades, the depth of realm foundation varies.

The cultivation Secret Techniques also differ vastly, whether inherited from an Integration Dharma Master or gathered from the remnants of ordinary Loose Cultivators.

Such disparities, although classified into "mid-stage" and "late-stage", cannot reflect the true depth of combat power, nor can they determine superiority or inferiority.

However, heaven has its scale, every nine thousand years, a Void Refining Cultivator must face the Longevity Dao Tribulation.

Fire tribulation burns away illusions, thunder tribulation tempers the Daoist body, wind tribulation extinguishes the Yang Spirit... each tribulation is more perilous than the last, precisely the most impartial measure of combat strength.

Thus, during the Ancient Times, the Tribulation Crossing Daoist Monarchs of the Three Sects assembled at the Celestial Altar to deliberate, assessing the power of each tribulation, establishing twelve realms of combat strength.

From early crossing of one tribulation to the Perfection of twelve tribulations, allowing each Void Refining Cultivator to know their place, clearly understanding how far they are from the next tribulation.

This Star Tower was built according to this principle.

Reaching the seventh layer signifies the power of one tribulation in Void Refining, reaching the eighth layer equates to two tribulations in Void Refining, enough to rival the likes of Bai Changqing of yore.

Progressing layer by layer until passing the seventeenth layer of the Star Tower represents twelve tribulations of Refining Void Great Power, almost invincible beneath the Integration Realm, Chen Sheng’s senior brother, Taiyuan Daoist, is of this realm.

Dharma Master Hong Jue was extremely pleased with Chen Sheng’s ability to reach the twelfth layer in a short time, achieving the combat strength of six tribulations in the early-stage Void Refining,

He gently nodded: "It seems that matter can be arranged ahead of schedule."