Chapter 780: The Ultimate Cultivation

Dongbo Xueying soared into the chaotic void and immediately sensed an invisible, sweeping rule passing over him. He knew—this was the fundamental law governing the chaotic void! Entering this realm meant no longer being under the protection of a universe. Only beings with absolutely perfected souls could survive here, and even then, they had to endure the harsh conditions of the void.

“Hiss—” The chaotic void appeared as an endless nothingness, yet in truth, it was a turbulent mix of countless forces, some terrifyingly destructive and others bone-chillingly cold. The sheer cold alone could freeze even Sovereigns to death effortlessly.

Yet, Dongbo Xueying thrived in this environment. As a Voidwalker who had reached the 11th level, survival in the chaotic void was already assured. Now, at the 20th level, it was even easier for him.

“Home universe.”

He turned to gaze behind him.

An immeasurably vast entity—his home universe! It was colossal, sheltering countless lives within. Compared to the chaotic void, the universe was far safer.

“The boundless chaotic void truly makes navigation difficult,” Dongbo Xueying mused, scanning the frigid expanse. He extended his void senses, instantly covering a range hundreds of times larger than his home universe.

Within this vast perception, he could clearly detect the slow, invisible movements of the chaotic void’s forces. It was as though the entire void had a core, expanding outward in all directions from that origin point—unceasingly, endlessly.

“The Ancient Sacred Realm lies there.” Dongbo Xueying nodded slightly. By tracing the expansion’s direction in reverse, he could pinpoint the Ancient Sacred Realm’s location.

The Ancient Sacred Realm…

One of the Five Great Sacred Realms.

Legend held it as the origin of all things.

In the distant past, the mightiest beings of the Ancient Sacred Realm—those who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation—waged a cataclysmic war. That battle shattered the original realm, leaving behind only a fragment—perhaps a mere hundredth of its former size.

That war also triggered the chaotic void’s expansion, scattering countless fragments. Some formed universes, others became smaller chaotic lands, and the tiniest remnants were unfit for life.

Those ultimate beings then dispersed, founding new Sacred Realms. Yet over the eons, some realms were destroyed in battles between such beings.

Now, only five Sacred Realms remained.

Among them were the Ancient Sacred Realm and the Seven Star Sea Sacred Realm.

“Those who reach the pinnacle of cultivation are truly terrifying,” Dongbo Xueying reflected inwardly. “They are beings capable of annihilating entire Sacred Realms.”

“Yet, I too possess a technique that can destroy a Sacred Realm.” In his mind now resided a supreme art—one he had only been permitted to learn after becoming a Golden-robed Disciple of the Empyrean Sky Palace. The Palace held three such supreme arts.

Dongbo Xueying had chosen *Thirteen Swords of Annihilation*.

Of the three, it was the only one that aligned with his own insights into the Dao, as it belonged to the “Path of Slaughter.”

*Thirteen Swords of Annihilation* was created by the Empyrean Sky Palace’s founder—the Heavenly Fool Patriarch.

It was a technique of unparalleled terror and power!

The first sword alone was so profound and intricate that fewer than one in a hundred Sovereigns could master it. Those who did were geniuses of extraordinary comprehension. Once mastered, this sword technique allowed a Sovereign to transcend realms and battle ordinary Voidgods—meaning it could rival Dongbo Xueying’s current strength. His power primarily stemmed from the Voidwalker lineage; his self-created *Waves of the Dao* paled in comparison to this first sword.

The second sword was even more fearsome. Sovereigns had almost no hope of mastering it. In the Empyrean Sky Palace’s history, only one sword prodigy had achieved it while still a Sovereign. Others who studied this art failed even after reaching the “Nascent Voidgod” stage. That prodigy, wielding the second sword as a Sovereign, had swept through early-stage Voidgods, slaughtering ordinary Voidgods effortlessly and even holding his own against “Unity Voidgods.”

Apart from him, no other Sovereign had ever mastered the second sword.

Each sword grew more formidable than the last.

The thirteenth sword lived up to its name—capable of reducing an entire Sacred Realm to fragments!

As an ultimate existence in the Rule-Oriented Path, the Heavenly Fool Patriarch had created three supreme arts. His might was renowned across the Five Sacred Realms, surpassing even peers like the “Bone Patriarch.”

In terms of cultivation realms:

Voidgods were divided into three stages: Nascent, Unity, and Chaos!

Across the vast chaotic void and the Sacred Realms, most Voidgods were of the “Nascent” stage.

Unity-stage Voidgods were far rarer.

As for Chaos-stage?

In the absence of ultimate beings, they were the most terrifying existences.

The “Chaos” stage was the same realm the master of the Heartlake Island had achieved while still within a universe—an almost inconceivable feat. Without formidable adversaries to temper him or proper guidance, solely within a universe’s confines, the Heartlake Island master had reached the Chaos stage, astonishing even the Voidwalker Gu Qi. Likely, even the Heavenly Fool Patriarch, creator of universes, had never anticipated such a thing.

Beyond that…

Lay the ultimate realm of cultivation—Cosmos Gods!

Cosmos Gods had no further subdivisions. Reaching this stage represented the pinnacle of all paths. Their very beings resembled universes—those of the Rule-Oriented Path even transformed their inner worlds into universes! A casual strike could harness the power of an entire cosmos. To them, destroying a universe was as simple as lifting a hand.

Such beings were the rarest of the rare.

Each of the Five Sacred Realms could count its Cosmos Gods on one hand. The Ancient Sacred Realm, for instance, had only two. At this level, they seldom acted, for their involvement signaled events of monumental significance—even the destruction of a Sacred Realm was not uncommon.

“Whoosh—” Dongbo Xueying diverted a sliver of his focus to manipulate the void, initiating ultra-long-range void traversal.

His entire being was in a perpetual state of travel.

Both the Primordial Land and the Voidwalker legacy had provided him with complete maps of the chaotic void, including his home universe’s location. Knowing where his home lay and the direction to the Ancient Sacred Realm, his path forward was clear.

As he traversed at incredible speeds, 99% of his mind was devoted to comprehending *Thirteen Swords of Annihilation*. After all, this was one of the Rule-Oriented Path’s supreme techniques, one he had barely qualified to learn. Naturally, he immersed himself fully. By his estimates, even under ideal conditions, reaching the Seven Star Sea Sacred Realm would take over two billion years.

And that was considered close!

The Seven Star Sea was the nearest Sacred Realm to his home universe—assuming a smooth journey. But the chaotic void was fraught with perils. Even if he survived, delays were inevitable.