“Reaching the realm of a semi-Hunyuan lifeform, combined with an ultimate-level soul attainment, creates a path with absolutely no bottlenecks—effortlessly ascending to the rank of a Lord. This is an absolute, unobstructed path,” Dongbo Xueying pondered silently. “Semi-Hunyuan-level enlightened ones are quite common. The Cultivation Sacred Realm alone has dozens, and the boundless Hunyuan Space must hold countless more. Yet, why have I never heard that simply achieving the ultimate level in the soul path guarantees becoming a Lord?”
There had never been such a claim!
Which meant…
Before him, there had likely been no successful cases!
In the vast, endless Hunyuan Space, he might be the only one whose soul had reached the ultimate level!
“Exactly.”
“That’s why, when I fought the Abyssal Sea Master using the power of the world, he remained baffled and unable to comprehend it—because he had never encountered such a situation before.” The more Dongbo Xueying thought about it, the more certain he became.
…
In the Cultivation Sacred Realm.
The Abyssal Sea Master, his entire body penetrated by chains, roared furiously. The taut chains restricted his every movement, forcing his sixteen tentacles to thrash through the heavens and earth, their metallic clangs accompanying each strike aimed at Dongbo Xueying.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The clash between the two sent shockwaves reverberating endlessly.
Two towering giants, each standing eight thousand miles tall, engaged in battle. The Abyssal Sea Master’s body was covered in intricate cross-shaped runes, his skin layers brimming with unfathomable mysteries. The shifting patterns on his body during combat revealed the profound secrets of the Hunyuan level. In comparison, Dongbo Xueying appeared crude and simplistic! At this moment, the aura he exuded wasn’t even that of a Hunyuan lifeform! His combat techniques remained rudimentary, still at the semi-Hunyuan level.
Fortunately, Dongbo Xueying was bolstered by a portion of the world’s origin power, allowing him to manipulate the entire Cultivation Sacred Realm’s energy. Combined with his superior speed, he could hold his own.
Even so… out of every ten strikes, he would fail to block one or two.
“Whoosh.”
A tentacle shot toward him like a phantom.
Dongbo Xueying swung his spear to intercept, but the tentacle rippled with a mysterious undulation as it approached, its speed fluctuating unpredictably, distorting space-time. His spear strike missed entirely.
“Thud.” The tentacle pierced straight into his chest. Thankfully, his entire body was enveloped in a thick layer of world energy. Though the tentacle managed to penetrate the barrier, the wound was immediately suppressed by the mobilized world origin power, preventing it from expanding.
Dongbo Xueying retreated, the wound healing instantly.
“My speed far surpasses his, yet I still can’t block his attacks?” He felt a deep frustration, as if he were a clumsy fool. His proud techniques seemed like mere tricks in the face of his opponent. Only his absolute speed advantage allowed him to fight at all.
“Swish! Swish! Swish…”
Dongbo Xueying played to his strengths, leveraging his speed to the fullest. The Abyssal Sea Master struggled to keep up, his movements sluggish. Even the “black-robed, gaunt man” secretly manipulated the array chains, alternating their tension to further hinder the Abyssal Sea Master, infuriating him. The speed disparity meant he occasionally took hits.
“Thud.” The spear struck the Abyssal Sea Master’s neck.
Every inch of his skin was protected by a thick membrane layer, which shimmered with watery light upon impact, grinding away the spear’s force like a millstone. The world-energy-infused strike was completely neutralized—not even breaking the skin.
“Though the sealing array suppresses his strength, his physical body remains formidable.” Dongbo Xueying understood. The current array chains couldn’t harm the Abyssal Sea Master—they merely restrained him. His wounds had long healed, and even standing still, Dongbo Xueying couldn’t breach his defenses.
This was the vast gap between a high-level Hunyuan lifeform and a world-level one.
…
Amid the frenzied battle, as Dongbo Xueying withstood a combined assault from eight tentacles, his spear suddenly shattered into dust with a loud “Boom!” Forced to retreat, he created distance.
“Not even a decent weapon.” The Abyssal Sea Master sneered.
Dongbo Xueying had no choice.
The spear was merely a construct of the Cultivation Sacred Realm’s origin energy, coated in world energy. Its durability was limited. Only the Abyssal Sea Master’s suppressed strength had allowed it to last this long.
“Hmm?”
Suddenly, Dongbo Xueying’s expression brightened with joy.
His distant avatar in his homeworld had enveloped the entire source world in an illusory fantasy, harnessing the collective will of its inhabitants to sway the world’s primordial essence—thus initiating the refinement of the world’s core.
“Breakthrough is imminent.” With a thought, his physical form dissipated into world energy, returning to the heavens and earth, while his soul retreated to the Cultivation Sacred Realm’s world origin.
“Eh?”
“He flees just because his weapon broke?”
The Abyssal Sea Master was stunned. The cultivator known as the Flying Snow Emperor had vanished into thin air.
“How did he disappear within my rule’s domain?” Even now, the Abyssal Sea Master couldn’t comprehend it. “From our earlier exchange, his realm was still only semi-Hunyuan—utterly weak, his techniques crude. If not for his overwhelming speed and the dense world energy shielding him, I’d have torn him apart long ago.”
Suddenly, the Abyssal Sea Master’s expression changed as he turned toward a distant direction.
“Rumble—”
The entire Cultivation Sacred Realm trembled, space itself warping slightly as torrents of world energy converged. A terrifying aura was being born.
“A Hunyuan powerhouse?” The Abyssal Sea Master’s face darkened.
“No.” His eyes widened in disbelief. “A world-level Hunyuan powerhouse!”
Normally, when a weak avatar of a Hunyuan powerhouse absorbed Hunyuan energy to grow into a combat-ready form, it took an exceedingly long time.
Only during a life-level ascension would such a frenzied absorption occur!
Like the Nine-Headed Serpent Ancestor’s breakthrough to high-level Hunyuan lifeform.
Or the Abyssal Sea Master’s own ascension to world-level—even under world suppression, he could actively devour all energy.
Such breakthroughs involved absurdly rapid absorption, completing in an instant!
“Over there, a world-level Hunyuan powerhouse is being born.” The Abyssal Sea Master was certain. The sheer volume of world energy being devoured was causing the Cultivation Sacred Realm’s origin to frantically draw in Hunyuan energy from the boundless space around it.
…
Standing on a desolate wilderness, Dongbo Xueying manipulated world energy to isolate the area, preventing prying eyes.
“Combat avatar.” Clad in white robes, he couldn’t help but smile.
This avatar now housed ninety percent of his total power.
His remaining avatars in his homeworld and the Heart Realm Continent combined held only ten percent. After all, though scattered, they shared one consciousness—one being. The power they could bear had reached its limit for now.
“Given time, I could delve deeper into the mysteries of my body and soul.” Dongbo Xueying chuckled. “But there’s no need. For now, all my focus must be on merging the ‘Void Path’ and ‘Illusory Realm Path.’ In just two hours, I’ll succeed, mastering a Hunyuan-level ‘Path.'”
“With my current strength, the Abyssal Sea Master is no match.” Confidence surged within him.
After all, the Abyssal Sea Master was merely a newly ascended world-level Hunyuan lifeform.
So was he!
And he faced no suppression or restraints.
“Whoosh.”
With a single teleportation, Dongbo Xueying reappeared before the Abyssal Sea Master.
…
When Dongbo Xueying materialized once more, the Abyssal Sea Master was stunned.
Not just him—even the artifact spirit “black-robed, gaunt man” and the distant Hunyuan powerhouses observing were shocked.
“A world-level Hunyuan powerhouse!”
“He broke through?”
“So quickly?”
“Refining a world’s origin requires gradually influencing the collective will—a time-consuming process. How did he manage it so fast?”
Though scattered across the boundless Hunyuan Space, the various Hunyuan powerhouses were pleased to witness the birth of a new world-level peer. Yet Dongbo Xueying’s breakthrough was unnaturally swift!
…
“You continue to amaze me.” The Abyssal Sea Master stared intently, his demeanor now grave. “What now? Do you intend to kill me?”
“Of course.”
Dongbo Xueying nodded. “No more holding back. Show me everything you’ve got.”
“You? A newly ascended world-level Hunyuan, kill me?” The Abyssal Sea Master growled. “My bloodline is noble. This sealing array may suppress my strength, but it doesn’t diminish my body’s might. You cannot kill me.”
“Let’s test that.” Dongbo Xueying moved.
Whoosh.
He no longer bothered borrowing world energy—the Cultivation Sacred Realm’s origin was too weak. The borrowed power barely reached the pinnacle of high-level Hunyuan lifeforms. For him now, it would only boost his strength by ten to twenty percent—hardly worth it.
As he moved, countless afterimages appeared around the Abyssal Sea Master.
The Abyssal Sea Master tensed. He knew each figure was real—a manifestation of the Hunyuan-level Void Path’s mysteries. At this stage, his body naturally embodied countless wonders, allowing him to exist simultaneously across spaces. The suppressed Abyssal Sea Master couldn’t stop it.
“Thud.” A palm struck like a blade, its edge gleaming with void energy.
Ssskzt—
It pierced through the Abyssal Sea Master’s chest, his skin’s membrane layer resisting with endless watery light, layers upon layers grinding, twisting, and obstructing. Dongbo Xueying frowned slightly as his palm finally breached the membrane, then the incredibly tough skin. By the time it reached the flesh beneath, the strike’s force was spent.
“Such a terrifying body.” Dongbo Xueying was inwardly shocked. “In raw physicality, he’s roughly five times stronger than me.”
Natural-born Hunyuan lifeforms, birthed from the Hunyuan Space, were renowned for their physical might.
Cultivators without Hunyuan bloodlines, even as world-level Hunyuan powerhouses, were slightly inferior in physique. Combined with the Abyssal Sea Master’s noble lineage—placing him among the strongest of newly ascended world-level beings—the gap was vast.
However…
Cultivators born from source worlds, though lacking Hunyuan bloodlines, possessed one immense advantage: as world-level Hunyuan powerhouses, they could claim a source world as their stronghold. Within it, they could rival Lords! Their survivability far surpassed that of natural-born world-level Hunyuan lifeforms.
“You wounded me?” The Abyssal Sea Master stared at the bloodied gash on his chest, frowning.
He immediately reached out through his bloodline to his kin: “Elder Brother! In this prison world, I’ve encountered a newly ascended world-level Hunyuan powerhouse! Though his strength is mediocre, under this suppression, if he keeps attacking, I may only last half an hour!”
“Chenghao, my brother, rest assured. After my report, the Ancestor, knowing your potential, holds you in high esteem! Along with the other Ancestors, they’ve intensified their assault and dispatched several world-level Hunyuan lifeforms to rescue you. The nearest will arrive shortly—far sooner than half an hour.”
The Abyssal Sea Master sighed in relief, then mentally replied, “Elder Brother, the Ancestor thinks so highly of me?”
“Haha, you’ll meet him soon.”
…
The Abyssal Sea Master’s mood lifted. His kin would arrive soon—and those sent were no newly ascended world-level weaklings.
“Enjoy your moment. The tides will shift soon.” He glared at Dongbo Xueying. His movements, once sufficient against the semi-Hunyuan Dongbo Xueying relying on world energy, were now utterly outmatched. Against a fellow world-level opponent, he was helpless—completely dominated!
Dongbo Xueying’s blurred figure appeared all around him, striking relentlessly.
Wounds littered the Abyssal Sea Master’s body, though all were shallow.
Unfazed, Dongbo Xueying devoted nearly all his mental energy to merging the Void and Illusory Realm Paths. The process was seamless, without bottlenecks. Insights flooded his mind, and even without full focus, his combat efficiency improved.
“Boom.”
A blurred figure appeared behind the Abyssal Sea Master, a fist slamming into his flank.
This strike triggered a bizarre spatial collapse. Space itself crumpled inward, dragging the Abyssal Sea Master’s membrane, skin, and flesh with it—leaving a gaping wound, far larger than before, with parts of his body simply vanishing.
“What?!” The devastating blow sent panic through the Abyssal Sea Master. “How?! He just broke through! Even if he’s exploring his potential, developing techniques, his growth should be gradual. How did he leap so far?!”
He couldn’t comprehend it.
But fear took hold. Dongbo Xueying’s multiple figures now rained down punches, each causing spatial collapses that rapidly worsened his injuries.
“Elder Brother! Elder Brother!” The Abyssal Sea Master frantically reached out. “I can’t hold on! I have mere minutes left!”
“What?! You said half an hour! Minutes is too tight! I’ll notify ‘Yan’—he’s closest. I’ll urge him to hurry.”
“Hurry! Please!” Desperation laced his voice.
He refused to die like this.
After enduring torment in the Cultivation Sacred Realm, biding his time to ascend to world-level, he yearned to escape, grow stronger, and slaughter countless cultivators in revenge. To perish now was unbearable.
Five breaths later.
“Hmm?” Dongbo Xueying’s eyes gleamed.
His attack style shifted again.
His right arm swung like a spear, cleaving downward. Before contact, space split into layers—like a sliced cake. The Abyssal Sea Master’s surroundings fractured into ten thousand stacked spaces. Though his resilient body resisted, countless wounds appeared.
Boom.
The descending arm struck his head—triggering a chain reaction. The upper layers shattered harmlessly, but the lower ones grew increasingly violent, eventually pulverizing the Abyssal Sea Master’s form.
“What?!” His legs were mostly gone, his upper body riddled with gashes. He stared in horror. “This power… three to five such strikes would annihilate me. Has he reached mid-tier world-level Hunyuan already?”
Such lethality undeniably placed Dongbo Xueying at that level.
“Since when do power leaps happen this fast? This monster… this abomination!” The Abyssal Sea Master’s eyes burned with madness. His hopes, his hatred—all faded.
He knew it was over.
“To die by such a monster’s hand… I’ve no complaints.” Resigned, he sent a final mental message.
“Elder Brother.”
“What? I’ve contacted Yan! He’s rushing at full speed—said he’d make it in minutes.”
“Never mind. I’m done for.”
“Done for?!”
“My killer is the newly ascended world-level Hunyuan powerhouse, Flying Snow Emperor! Shortly after breaking through, he’s already mid-tier. His potential is immense. Eliminate him—swiftly.”
With that, the connection severed.
Boom—
Dongbo Xueying’s arm descended once more. The ten thousand spatial layers collapsed in sequence, the chain reaction finally obliterating the Abyssal Sea Master’s carefully guarded life core. Only scattered flesh remained. Core shattered, the Abyssal Sea Master was no more. Such was the flaw of natural-born Hunyuan lifeforms.
Born mighty, yet their cores, once destroyed, meant death. Though they guarded them fiercely.
…
Far away.
A colossal giant stared blankly in a direction, sensing his kin Chenghao’s demise.
“You said half an hour… then minutes… Gone? Just like that? The Ancestors mobilized for you.” He muttered, “Flying Snow Emperor? Mid-tier upon ascension?”
Regardless, he swiftly reported everything to the Ancestors.
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