Chapter 756: Return to the Origin Once More

In the world of Redstone Mountain, on the Island of Mortal Dust.

After chatting with his wife and children for a while, the white-robed Dongbo Xueying had already begun his secluded cultivation. *Whoosh, whoosh*—two more figures descended into the material world and arrived at the Island of Mortal Dust: the black-robed Dongbo Xueying and the red-robed Dongbo Xueying, both avatars of his true self, reuniting with their original form.

In truth, there was no difference between the original and the avatars—they shared the same soul and flesh. It was only for now that he could maintain these avatars… Eventually, they would have to merge back into the original, achieving a complete and perfected soul.

The three bodies met.

The white-robed Dongbo Xueying flipped his hand and produced the token of the Primordial Land, handing it to the black-robed Dongbo Xueying.

“Let’s go.” Taking the token, a single thought activated it.

All the energies of the universe gently enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, the scenery before the black-robed Dongbo Xueying changed—he had arrived at the Primordial Land, a place he had visited before.

“The sensations of a mortal.” The black-robed Dongbo Xueying smiled faintly, his vision, hearing, and all other senses drastically reduced, as if he were an ordinary mortal.

“Even with my current strength, which rivals that of a Ruler, under the rules of the Primordial Land, I still feel like a mere mortal.” Dongbo Xueying sighed inwardly. He understood that if the Primordial Land, created by Ancestor Tianyu, could achieve this, then should the ancestor himself descend in his true form, a single thought from him would likely reduce Dongbo Xueying to a powerless mortal, stripped of all his cultivated strength!

Of course, the Swordmaster of Heartlake had once forcibly entered the Primordial Land uninvited, completely unaffected by its rules. That was the difference in power—Dongbo Xueying was still far too weak, leagues away from Ancestor Tianyu.

According to his master, the Voidwalker ‘Gu Qi,’ the Swordmaster of Heartlake had been just one step away from Ancestor Tianyu back then. Now, in the ‘Seven Seas Sacred Realm,’ Ancestor Tianyu and the Swordmaster of Heartlake stood as two terrifying figures, each overseeing their respective factions.

*Whoosh~~~*

A gentle breeze brushed past.

The grass was soft beneath his feet, and in the distance, flower beds dotted the landscape. Dongbo Xueying walked forward with familiarity.

“Dongbo Xueying, you’ve returned so soon?” An old man with white hair emerged from a stone hut in the distance. “Hmm, you’ve reached the Creation Realm. Are you here to take the trial for this level?”

“Yes.” Dongbo Xueying nodded.

This was a legacy left by the creator of the universe, a ‘gift’ for their descendants. But clearly, receiving Ancestor Tianyu’s blessings was no easy task.

“Last time, you underwent the trial for the World Deity Realm, the lowest tier. Above that is the Heaven-Earth Realm, then the Creation Realm, and finally the Ruler Realm.” The white-haired old man chuckled as he walked. “This time, you’re attempting a trial two major realms higher than before. The difficulty will far surpass your previous challenge. In this cosmic epoch, no one has yet passed the Creation Realm trial. Are you sufficiently prepared?”

“More than enough.” Dongbo Xueying nodded.

It was almost laughable.

Even before his dream cultivation, he had already become the strongest Venerable in the Ancestral Demon Mountain. Though he hadn’t immediately resumed training upon his return, his body remained at the eighth level of the Walker’s Secret Treasury. Yet, his comprehension of the Path of Slaughter, the Path of Oscillation, and the Path of the Void had deepened immensely, and his combat prowess had soared. If he couldn’t pass this trial with such strength, it would be a joke.

“Look.”

The white-haired elder turned and pointed into the distance.

Following his gesture, Dongbo Xueying saw the center of this floating landmass, where three thatched huts stood.

“Those huts,” the white-haired elder said, “one is a treasury. The other two are reserved for those who pass the Creation Realm trial and the Ruler Realm trial, respectively. I hope you can enter one… The master also hopes that one of you youngsters will succeed.”

“Understood.” Dongbo Xueying nodded firmly. “I will.”

“You seem confident, but don’t let your guard down.” The white-haired elder walked ahead. “Follow me.”

…

Just like last time.

After walking for half an hour, they arrived at a spot twenty miles away, where five massive trees stood. Their trunks were so thick that it would take several people holding hands to encircle them. The white-haired elder walked straight toward the central tree. “Come inside.” As soon as he touched the tree, his body phased through and vanished. Dongbo Xueying followed suit, stepping forward and touching the tree, passing through it effortlessly.

*Whoosh.*

Space shifted, and before him stretched a vast, desolate land of ice, frozen in every direction.

Dongbo Xueying hovered in the air, surveying his surroundings. The icy land extended to the very edges of this space, and the white-haired elder stood nearby.

“Who is my opponent this time?” Dongbo Xueying asked, brimming with confidence.

“Opponent?”

The white-haired elder smiled and gestured around them. “This world is your opponent.”

“This world?” Dongbo Xueying was taken aback.

“Your task is simply to survive in this world,” the white-haired elder explained. “Either you die and fail, or you survive. Be careful—it’s already begun.”

Dongbo Xueying remained vigilant, his senses sharp as he observed the frozen world around him.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~*

The temperature in this icy realm plummeted rapidly, cold enough to freeze weaker Venerables to death. Yet it continued to drop. In midair, translucent ‘ice crystals’ began to form, their edges razor-sharp.

*Swoosh!* One ice crystal shot through the void, tearing through the air with terrifying force.

Dongbo Xueying watched calmly, then casually flicked a finger. A ripple appeared in the void, its vibrations resonating with distant space, conjuring another ripple far away. The ripple collided with the ice crystal, shattering it instantly.

The observing white-haired elder’s eyes gleamed with approval. “Effortless mastery—his manipulation of the laws and mysteries is far superior to that brat who specialized in spacetime last time.”

The Lord of Spacetime Island had once attempted this trial but perished during the Creation Realm challenge.

“But the trial has only just begun,” the white-haired elder mused silently. “Don’t blame the master. Within the universe, you’re protected by the cosmic origin, living relatively safe lives. But once you leave the universe… dangers of all kinds will come. Without sufficient survival skills, you’ll never grow strong enough and will perish prematurely. Survival is a fundamental requirement for any supreme expert.”

…

After the first ice crystal shattered, the temperature continued to drop. More ice crystals rapidly formed in midair, each launching toward Dongbo Xueying the moment they solidified. Some even passed through the white-haired elder’s body, but he remained unharmed and unaffected, as if he were an illusion.

Dongbo Xueying hovered in place, flicking his fingers as if plucking invisible strings. Ripples of spatial energy radiated outward, appearing instantly in distant locations due to the void’s vibrations.

Ripples spread in all directions, shattering the incoming ice crystals.

Yet the temperature kept falling.

Dongbo Xueying frowned slightly, but as a Voidwalker, his formidable physique allowed him to ignore the cold. However, the plummeting temperature caused the number of ice crystals to multiply exponentially—tenfold, then a hundredfold. Soon, they numbered in the millions, then the billions…

Though his finger flicks sent ripples through the void, the sheer volume of ice crystals quickly overwhelmed the spatial disturbances.

“You can’t brute-force your way through this.”

“The trial tests your survival skills, and this is only the first wave.” The white-haired elder shook his head with a faint smile. “Trying to withstand it head-on is impossible.”

Seeing this, Dongbo Xueying no longer hesitated. “I’ll have to rely on my domain.”

*Boom~~~~~*

A vast crimson tide erupted from Dongbo Xueying, surging outward like a boundless sea of blood. The blood-red waves rapidly expanded, engulfing every incoming ice crystal in their path.