Chapter 1402: Chapter 1402: The Backlash of Rules [4 Updates]
A vast reservoir of accumulated power transford into a profound truth, enabling Chu Yuan to successfully achieve the Heavenly Dao’s second realm.
Divine Will.
I am the heavens!
The heavens are !
During the first realm, Chu Yuan already possessed the power to slay the Blade King sealed in the third realm, and each breakthrough in realms brought unparalleled enhancents to Chu Yuan’s strength.
Now, he was confident enough to seal even the fourth realm.
This sealing was not inside the Enlightened Heaven but required the assistance of the Myriad Worlds Heavenly Tower and the suppression of heaven and earth.
“Ding! Host has completed the side quest of breaking through the Heavenly Dao God’s second realm, receiving one billion Destiny Points, one Heavenly Dao Divine Healing Potion, 77,536 Divine Ability Fruits, a Heavenly Dao Divine Artifact Advancent Card, one Primordial Godly Pill, one Infernal Thunder Purgatory, and one random lottery chance.”
“Ding! The current side quest is issued: Break through the Heavenly Dao God’s third realm.”
Chu Yuan’s gaze fell upon the Primordial Godly Pill—a lustrous pearl-colored pill, emanating an ethereal energy.
This creation was designed to specifically enhance Heavenly Dao Gods, enabling a more profound comprehension of the fifth realm’s mysteries.
When used at the third realm, it would make understanding the fourth realm significantly easier.
“The God of Ti and Space is currently at the third realm. Giving him the Primordial Godly Pill would facilitate his advancent to the fourth realm.”
Chu Yuan was determined to cultivate top-tier Heavenly Dao experts, and the God of Ti and Space was well worth the investnt.
Infernal Thunder Purgatory.
Chu Yuan examined it; it was a divine image pulsating with ferocious lightning, imnse in scale, as if sealing an infernal lightning realm within.
Countless lightning pools churned inside, radiating thunderous beams.
It was actually a Primal Divine Artifact.
“Excellent, truly excellent! Another Primal Divine Artifact has fallen into my hands.”
Chu Yuan could sense its power, not inferior to the Heavenly Fire God Pearl, though more streamlined in pure offensive capacity.
After attaining the second realm, his mastery and control over power had exponentially increased.
Within the Grave of Spirits.
The environnt was desolate and eerie; countless wraiths floated aimlessly. It remained embryonic, having only a hollow shell, far from completion.
A solidified shadow was drawn into the Grave of Spirits, taking the form of an elderly man.
In life, his cultivation had reached the level of Great Sovereign, but he had succumbed to inner demons and perished.
Logically, his consciousness should have dissipated across the multiverse imdiately, yet it had manifested within the Grave of Spirits.
“? Haven’t I already died?” the elderly man muttered in disbelief.
“Mu Kong.”
Chu Yuan’s majestic voice resonated beside his ear.
“Your Majesty!”
Mu Kong was startled and imdiately knelt in reverence. “Your Majesty, what has happened to ?”
“You fell during your cultivation, and this is the Grave of Spirits I have constructed. What resides here is not your soul but your consciousness—your fragnted consciousness that has yet to dissipate completely. Here, it will remain eternal, though it cannot escape this place.”
Chu Yuan explained gently.
His higher cultivation made his control over the Grave of Spirits increasingly intimidating.
“Such an incredible creation!”
Mu Kong was astounded. Though bound to roam within the grave like a lost spirit, his consciousness would not vanish.
“The Grave of Spirits is still in its nascent stage. As I refine it further, it will grow increasingly perfected. When it is complete, it will provoke the multiverse itself, ushering an unimaginably terrifying tribulation.”
Chu Yuan had already foreseen this.
Creating sothing akin to a Grave of Gods was not inherently difficult; the true challenge lay in enduring the multiverse’s rule backlash, the stage at which countless mighty figures had faltered.
Chu Yuan pondered.
The backlash from the Grave of Spirits was manageable; he could endure it even now.
But if the Realm of Life and Death succeeded, its backlash would be thousands or even millions of tis greater.
Thus, he refrained from overreaching, knowing well the dangers of attempting premature success.
“Even if the Realm of Life and Death cos to fruition, I understand the revival of stronger existences will require higher costs. Yet, deceased beings will be able to reside within its confines and await resurrection soday.”
Chu Yuan was brimming with unwavering confidence. “Just as the Judgnt Godmaster, who, after the ancient catastrophic war, has been gathering power within the Grave of Gods, and now nears revival.”
“Emperor, be cautious of the rule backlash upon the Grave of Spirits’ true completion,” the Fire Ancestor warned.
“The backlash from the Grave of Spirits is sothing I am prepared to withstand. The true hurdle lies with the Realm of Life and Death, but I am not in a rush; now is not yet the ti to forge it.”
Chu Yuan had a clear vision for his path forward.
He glanced beyond the boundaries of his Divine Dynasty and suddenly vanished from its precincts.
Outside the Divine Dynasty’s domain, four figures lay in wait, their cold, piercing gazes fixed upon the Divine Martial Empire.
“Fire God, five hundred years have passed, yet there’s not even a trace of movent from that Divine Martial Emperor,” one man remarked.
“Do not be hasty, Ao Tian’s Master. Our chance will co,” the Fire God replied with calm indifference. For him, five hundred years—or even millennia—was but a fleeting mont.
“Patience is key. In our previous hunt for the Fire Ancestor, the wait lasted much longer,”
The middle-aged man blended seamlessly into the void, exuding a frosty composure akin to unassuming roadside weeds.
But the Fire God and others knew his true terror.
He was Qiyue, the King of Death from Slaughter Heaven.
The Slaughter Heaven’s Master was his ntor.
Qiyue was one of the multiverse’s most likely candidates to break into Primal Deity status.
Last ti, without Qiyue’s preemptive strike against the Fire Ancestor, success would have been impossible.
“During the previous attempt, when Fire God faced him alone, he escaped. This ti, with the four of us united, he cannot escape. Unfortunately, his Divine Dynasty is deeply embedded within Enlightened Heaven, guarded by Primal Divine Artifacts, making any intrusion unfeasible.”
The Mistress of Illusion, a woman clad in cloaked mystery, eyed the Myriad Worlds Heavenly Tower with intense greed, clearly recognizing its extraordinary power, even compared to other Primal Divine Artifacts.
The battle within Enlightened Heaven had taught them well—confronting the Divine Martial Emperor there was unthinkably perilous.
The tragedy of Dragon God Heaven served as a stark reminder.
Her domain of illusions concealed their group’s presence expertly.
“Wait, patiently wait!”
The Fire God spoke in a low tone. “My sole desire is the Heavenly Fire God Pearl. You all understand the imnse wealth within the Divine Martial Dynasty. Once their emperor falls, the gates of the empire will open, and countless riches will be ours to plunder!”
“Naturally,”
The Mistress of Illusion smiled. Who would act without great incentive?
As they closely watched the Divine Martial Empire, Ao Tian’s Master suddenly shouted, “What’s happening? That Primal Divine Artifact has vanished from the dynasty—it’s gone!”
“Gone?!”
The artifact had truly disappeared.
“This is bad. That Divine Martial Emperor has discovered us—he’s coming!”
The Fire God’s expression darkened with alarm as he roared, “He’s above us, preparing to suppress us with Primal Divine Artifacts!”
At his exclamation, ti and space froze. The gargantuan Myriad Worlds Heavenly Tower descended thunderously, sealing the heavens and locking them within its domain.
“Five hundred years of patience, watching outside my empire—comndable endurance.”
As the mighty Myriad Worlds Heavenly Tower crushed down relentlessly, Chu Yuan materialized before them.
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