Chapter 199 ·Unifying the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands
Chapter 199: Unifying the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands
“That broken sword is incredibly powerful!”
Lu Xingzhou stepped out of the National Preceptor’s residence and headed straight toward the Sword Pavilion in the plaza.
His mind was filled with the image of Li Yunqing wielding the broken sword and unleashing that sword light that ended everything.
Li Yunqing was right—today, the Fallen Immortal Land was fraught with danger. Without sufficient strength, one could not even protect oneself—
let alone others.
Every time he thought of Li Yunqing being besieged by several Eighth Realm Kings while he could not even resist, only watch helplessly—
Lu Xingzhou could not forgive himself.
Nor could he face his own sword heart.
“I must comprehend that sword!”
As soon as he arrived at the plaza, he saw countless figures gathered outside the Sword Pavilion.
Clearly, many people already knew that broken sword was extraordinary.
Compared to having one’s life beyond one’s control, most people would rather learn that sword.
Whether they used it or not did not matter—
what mattered was possessing the power to kill their enemy.
“Hmm?”
Lu Xingzhou’s gaze was suddenly drawn to a massive statue in the center of the plaza.
It was a statue of Li Yunqing, over a hundred meters tall.
Clad in a red dress, with white hair, holding the broken sword, her gaze calm as she overlooked everything.
Like a deity suppressing the mortal world.
Everyone passing by—men, women, young, old—bowed respectfully with devout expressions.
A group of children even waved wooden swords before the statue.
Some little girls in red dresses shouted loudly, “I’ll be the National Preceptor, you be the Nine Kings!”
Seeing this, many people smiled faintly.
Even Lu Xingzhou did—but his gaze fell upon the inscription beneath the statue.
“On the ninth day of the second month, in the 147th year of the Great Xia Calendar, the National Preceptor, Fairy Yunqing, slew the Nine Kings here.”
“On the 9th day of the 2nd month, Year 147 of Great Xia, National Preceptor Fairy Yunqing slew the Nine Kings here.”
Looking at the statue and the inscription, Lu Xingzhou suddenly stopped, as if enlightened.
Behind him, his phenomenon manifested.
That once-blurry figure suddenly became clear.
White hair flying, blood-red robes fluttering, a graceful figure wielding a sword to cut down the world.
Almost identical to the statue, yet even more vivid, imbued with Dao aura.
Like a female emperor descending to the mortal realm.
Taking Li Yunqing as his sword heart, driven by pure and sincere emotion—
now taking her as his phenomenon, he had completely stepped into the Dao Realm.
“This… is the Dao Realm?”
Looking at the phenomenon around him, Lu Xingzhou’s gaze grew even firmer as he silently walked toward the Sword Pavilion.
He was not alone.
Ying Jiu the Sword God and the Sword Saint of Cangshan had both entered seclusion.
Di Qing, along with Bai Yunting, Meng Sanchuan, Chen Mengsheng, and other prodigies, were all doing everything they could to grow stronger.
Being scolded by a mere maid, unable to refute or even meet her gaze—
this placed unprecedented pressure on everyone.
Just as Xiaolan had said—
today it was Eighth Realm Kings.
What if, tomorrow, Ninth Realm Saints invaded?
Would everyone… place all their hopes on Li Yunqing alone?
Then what right did they—so-called geniuses—have to face the people of the world?
The new path had been opened.
But the road ahead must be explored by all beings.
It could not rest on one person alone.
There was also an old saying echoing in everyone’s mind—
“Those who follow me live; those who imitate me die.”
The origin of the new path already existed.
Dao gives birth to One—this was the source.
What mattered now was for all beings to walk this road and forge their own Dao, bringing glory to the Fallen Immortal Land.
That was the true meaning of the new path.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, five years went by.
During these five years, the Great Xia powerhouses scoured the land, eliminating unknown infiltrators.
The world gradually returned to peace.
Many strong figures emerged, and countless geniuses grew rapidly.
Inside the main courtyard of the National Preceptor’s residence—
Li Yunqing sat beneath a pear tree, reclining on a chair, flipping through cultivation texts on immortal paths, the Great Scarlet Heaven, and divine abilities.
“Dao Scripture experience +10.”
“Dao Scripture experience +10.”
Lines of text flickered before her eyes as she comprehended the texts.
Once her understanding reached a certain level, she might advance her Dao Scripture further.
Over these five years, she had focused on comprehending laws and rules, achieving remarkable progress.
Pure Yin Law: Major Completion (98%)
Law of Time: Major Completion (33%)
End Law: Mastery (85%)
Primordial Spirit: Perfect Completion
With the Longevity Panel supporting her, her cultivation advanced without obstruction.
“My Primordial Spirit is already perfected—I can break into the Seventh Realm at any time!”
“Only the laws and rules are not yet perfected.”
Looking at the panel, a sea of chaos suddenly manifested before her.
Like a vast chaotic ocean, surging endlessly.
This was the transformation of her inner world after comprehending the End Law.
“Rumble!”
With a thought, immortal light burst within the chaos.
In that instant, chaos split open—clear qi rose, turbid qi sank, yin and yang rotated, and all things gradually took shape.
Within that world stood three great palaces.
Above the heavens—the Heavenly Court Imperial Palace.
Upon the earth—the Mortal Imperial Palace.
Beneath the earth—the Samsara Imperial Palace.
Within them sat three figures identical to Li Yunqing—
wearing imperial robes, suffused with Dao aura, merged with heaven and earth.
They overlooked the Three Realms.
They were her Dao Self, True Self, and Past Self.
All nearly perfected, ready to merge completely into one.
“End!”
Within her inner world, the three figures spoke in unison, their voices like thunder across the Three Realms.
“Rumble…”
In that instant, the newly formed Three Realms collapsed into apocalypse.
All things perished, returning to chaos once more.
Only the three figures remained, witnessing the destruction of heaven and earth, the annihilation of all laws—
manifesting the End.
“Pure Yin Law: Major Completion → Perfect Completion.”
“Law of Time: Major Completion (33% → 34%)”
“End Law: Mastery (85% → 86%)”
“Perfected Pure Yin Law?”
Li Yunqing paused slightly and closed her eyes.
In that moment, the laws of Five Elements, Wind and Thunder, Life and Death, All Things Growth, and Frosted Greater Yin flowed through her mind.
With the perfection of the Pure Yin Law, all foundational laws derived from it were also completed.
“With perfected laws, I might attempt fusion and create an Immortal Technique…”
“No—my Dao Scripture is nearly complete. I’ll finish that first!”
Her gaze fell upon the Dao Scripture.
“Dao Scripture: Mastery (29420/30000)”
In these five years, most of her time had been spent on laws and rules.
Only in spare moments did she cultivate the Dao Scripture.
At this level, only laws and rules could suppress everything.
“I’ll grind out the Dao Bone first before anything else!”
Though she had not yet entered the Seventh Realm, her growth over five years was immense.
With her current understanding, even a casual strike carried the power of divine abilities.
Techniques like Heavenly Fury Finger, Peerless Sword, Sword World in the Palm, and Greater Yin Sword Dao—
each could unleash power comparable to Immortal Techniques.
Having studied countless texts, she now possessed endless inspiration—
capable of creating even stronger techniques, perhaps even near-Immortal ones.
She simply had not spent the time to develop them yet.
Even the Immortal Technique Wheel of Time now consumed only 30% of its previous energy—
while being over three times more powerful.
In other words, though still in the Sixth Realm, she could now use that Immortal King Technique seven or eight times.
This was the power of mastering laws and rules.
If she faced the Nine Kings again, she would not be so battered.
She might even kill them all using Immortal Techniques alone.
“Big Sister!”
At that moment, a figure descended into the courtyard.
It was Gu Yuan.
Five years had passed, and he had grown into a young man.
Handsome, tall, and vigorous.
At only fourteen, he looked sixteen or seventeen, though traces of youth still lingered.
“What is it?”
Li Yunqing asked gently, still reclining.
Gu Yuan glanced at her graceful figure and blushed slightly.
Back then, he had called her “fat” in ignorance.
Now, he understood the beauty before him.
Even recalling being held in her arms filled him with warmth.
“I’ve reached Sixth Realm perfection. I want to enter the Seventh Realm, but I have doubts…”
“So I came to ask you.”
He lowered his head, not daring to look.
She had saved and protected him—how could he dare disrespect her?
Unless she expressed her feelings first, he would never cross the line.
“Why has this brat become so obedient these five years?”
“I haven’t even had the chance to beat him up…”
“What a pity…”
Li Yunqing thought to herself, then asked, “What doubts?”
Gu Yuan explained in detail—
about Bai Yunting’s path of flesh, Meng Sanchuan’s Primordial Spirit path, Chen Mengsheng’s extreme weapon path, and others.
“I feel all these paths are too one-sided…”
“I can’t find a path that suits me.”
“Can you guide me?”
Li Yunqing’s eyes flickered.
Indeed, these paths were incomplete.
Either the body was supreme, or the spirit was supreme, or the weapon.
But a truly powerful path should develop all three.
Yet such a path was extremely difficult.
“Gu Yuan.”
She called his name and asked instead:
“Do you think there could be someone who conquers the Ten Lands, ascends the Nine Heavens, and unifies them all—becoming the Supreme Heavenly Emperor?”
“A Heavenly Emperor?”
“One who unifies all Nine Heavens and Ten Lands?”
Gu Yuan was stunned, then shook his head.
“Impossible. Each world suppresses outsiders.”
“Even Supremes would fall.”
“No one could unify them.”
Li Yunqing nodded slightly.
“Yes… but what if one refined their phenomenon into a supreme Immortal Seed?”
“One that adapts to all Dao, immune to suppression?”
“Could such a person unify the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands?”
“And if all beings cultivated that path—would the Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle still exist?”
A light flickered in her eyes.
Whether others could do it, she didn’t know—
but she believed the Longevity Panel could.
“Gu Yuan… is it possible…”
“That the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were once one?”
“That each world alone is incomplete?”
“And that is why no path can ever be perfect?”