Chapter 471 - 387: Supreme Nine Yang
In the Purple Heaven Palace of the Heavenly Origin Realm, the Nine-Dragon Cloud Bed floats in the void of the palace.
Chen Sheng sits cross-legged atop it, within three feet of his body, the Sword Realm has been condensed to the extreme, with countless strands of reduced Sword Qi woven into a semi-transparent light net.
Every circulation induces resonance with the Power of Origin, which permeates his brow, nourishing the increasingly condensed Yang Spirit, faintly flowing with golden radiance.
Above his head, about one zhang high, the Heavenly Mirror transforms into an expanse of auspicious clouds, the edges of the clouds ebb and flow with multicolored light like tides, casting a glazed transparency over the entire Purple Heaven Palace.
The core of the auspicious clouds is not substantial, but a void-like mirror surface, with stars arranged according to the positions of the twenty-eight constellations.
In the flow of star tracks, the virtual images of worlds in the Great Void flash by like a spinning lamp, it is the mystical method of deducing heavens and locking on domains with the Heavenly Mirror.
This silent cultivation has persisted for more than three months, with the auspicious clouds continuously stable and the star shadows orderly circulating.
Suddenly, one day, the auspicious clouds tremble fiercely, multicolored light surges into a tempest, dense ripples abruptly appear on the mirror surface, even the stable star tracks encounter a momentary disruption.
In the next instant, the light contracts inward, the auspicious clouds condense to palm size, transforming into a three-inch white jade ruyi suspended in the air, pulsing with urgent red light.
The soft hum penetrates the palace’s restriction, carrying a sense of urgency.
"Hmm?"
Chen Sheng’s Heart Spirit stirred slightly, his Divine Soul like an invisible long bridge, instantly establishing connection with the white jade ruyi, a clear imprint-like message surged into his consciousness.
"Near the Nine Suns Realm, unexpectedly locates a new world? Seems like it’s time to descenend realms again!"
Chen Sheng raised his hand, the white jade ruyi transformed into a stream of light falling into his palm, smooth to the touch, yet a trace of unfamiliar Original Spiritual Qi flowed from the palm into his body.
He flicked the ruyi lightly, causing his palm to emit gray-gold light, within the light, sword shadows floated faintly, it was the Power of Origin of the Sword Realm.
"Open!"
A soft command, though not loud, was like the voice of Dao Principle, the gray-gold light suddenly surged, like a sharp blade tearing the void within the palace.
The crack in the void was not a chaotic stream of darkness, but a radiant light passage, at the end of the passage was vaguely visible a red-gold great sun.
It was indeed the passage connecting the walls of the Abyss and Nine Suns Realms.
Chen Sheng’s figure flickered, as if stepping across he entered the passage, the moment his silhouette vanished, the crack in the void automatically closed, as if it had never appeared.
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In the sky of the Nine Suns Realm, a red-gold great sun hangs at the center, where within its core stands a palace entirely forged from red gold.
This is Chen Sheng’s abode in the Nine Suns Realm—Great Sun Divine Temple.
The light passage opens in the center of the main hall, Chen Sheng’s figure steps out.
In the next moment, four figures cloaked in red fire robes swiftly enter from outside the hall, the hem of their robes burning with inexhaustible Dao Rhyme like thunder, uniform as they kneel:
"Subordinates greet the Empire Lord!"
These four cultivators are embodiments of Fire Spirits atop the core volcano of the Nine Suns Realm, having their wisdom enlightened by Chen Sheng from the Power of Origin, now at Late-Stage Incarnation Cultivation.
Chen Sheng nodded slightly:
"No need for extra formalities, continue guarding the Divine Temple, patrol the surroundings."
"By the decree of the Empire Lord!"
In unison, the four guardians responded, before their voices faded, Chen Sheng’s figure had transformed into a red-gold pillar of light piercing the heavens.
Wherever the pillar passed, ripples formed in the void without a trace of disorder, the mountains and rivers below swept past swiftly.
The cultivators in the cities raised their heads to witness the red light, irrespective of cultivation level, all fell to their knees, hands clasped, bowing toward the direction of the light pillar, none dared to look directly.
In the Heavenly Origin Realm, Chen Sheng is revered as the Abyssal Empire Lord by two clans, in the Nine Suns Realm, he is the undisputed supreme god of the Great Sun.
This reverence stems not only from the suppression of power but is etched in the bones of every being of the Nine Suns Realm as gratitude and awe.
From near extinction to revived vitality, a redemption established over thousands of years into a monument of faith.
When Chen Sheng first descended upon this realm, the surviving humans numbered only a few hundred thousand, hiding in a secret Grotto Heaven, relying on the remaining wisp of Original Spiritual Qi within the Grotto Heaven to survive.
And the strongest within the Grotto Heaven was merely an elder at Golden Core Early-stage, barely able to sustain the restrictions of the Grotto Heaven, a predicament of imminent extinction.
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Over thousands of years, the Nine Suns Realm has transformed completely.
With the Power of Origin harvested from other realms by Chen Sheng, the Original Spiritual Qi of the Nine Suns Realm quickly replenished.
The nine radiant volcanoes restored their peak state, the golden lava from their eruptions converging into roaring fire rivers within the valley.
What once was scorched earth is now lush with Spirit Trees, their leaves shimmering with golden luster in sunlight, each leaf containing pure Fire Attribute Spiritual Qi.
The trails of human cultivators cross through the mountains, cities built atop volcanoes rise one after another, each city center standing with a statue of Chen Sheng.
The statue robed as the Great Sun Empire Lord, left hand bearing the Heavenly Mirror, right hand forming the Sword Seal, expression stern yet amicable, before the statue incense never ceases.
The land is governed by the Great Sun Divine Sect founded by Chen Sheng, the doctrine only bears eight words: "Tribute to the Great Sun, Gratitude to the Empire Lord."
The sect requires no harsh commandments, for every being of the Nine Suns Realm knows that their life, cultivation, habitat is granted by the Empire Lord.
The central room of every household must enshrine the statue of Chen Sheng, offering incense twice daily, morning and dusk, when children first learn to speak, the first words they learn are "gratitude."
The actual controllers of the sect are precisely those four Fire Spirit guardians, each day they embody as colossal blazing suns, patrolling the domain.
The scatter of Fire Attribute Spiritual Qi by them can ensure bountiful harvests in fields, breakthroughs for cultivators, such blessings make their faith ever resilient.
An Empire Lord’s kindness cannot be repaid!
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Over a cup of tea’s time, Chen Sheng reaches the core of the Nine Suns Realm’s Original Spiritual Qi—central altar encircled by nine radiant volcanoes.
The altar constructed from black volcanic rock, standing nine zhang and nine chi high, its surface etched with runes communicating domain origin, already integrated with the volcano’s origin.
Chen Sheng lands at the center of the altar, placing the white jade ruyi into the indentation on the surface, quickly forming seals with his hands, the traces in the void left by his fingertips lingering and converging into gray-gold runes, like meteors they implant into the ruyi.
The altar’s runes instantly illuminate, nine golden pillars of light erupting from the volcano mouths, gathering into a hundred-zhi diameter fire column in the air, pouring into the white jade ruyi like a waterfall.
At the ruyi’s top, the red gemstone’s light surges, projecting a one-zhang sized three-dimensional Star Map.
Chen Sheng calmly deduces for a moment, contemplating:
"According to the spatiotemporal deduction in the Great Void of the two realms, if guided by the Heavenly Mirror, approximately in a hundred years, the two realms will initially overlap, opening the descending realm passage."
"However, having reached Late-stage Void Refining, since the coordinates have been locked, there’s no need to wait a century."
In his eyes flashed a sharp gleam, thoughts becoming clearer:
"Just as well to descend an incarnation for exploration, and experiment my conjectures."
Since reaching the Void Refining Realm, he commands the Heavenly Origin and Nine Suns two realms, over a hundred Celestial Venerable of Divinity Transformation under him, the harvesting activities of Small Thousand Worlds have long been managed by subordinates, hardly requiring his personal intervention.
These years he mostly resides at the two realms’ cores, primarily in seclusion cultivation, although progressing in cultivation, there are inevitably moments of desiring motion after prolonged stillness.
Recently after breaking through to Late-stage Void Refining, his Yang Spirit has further advanced, able to gather and scatter at will, transform between virtual and real, thoughts can wander the Great Void, incarnate into countless forms without harming the origin.
This has stirred his heart to explore new worlds, after all, there’s no actual risk!