“The item left by our Lord is right ahead!”
Many mermen warriors escorted Wu Ming and the mermaid princess to the center of Shell Island.
There, numerous stone statues formed a matrix, with rough and bold carvings clearly crafted by these mermen.
“Since our Lord didn’t explicitly state what was left behind, we arranged these to firmly seal this place…”
Said the mermaid princess.
“No explicit instructions?”
Wu Ming smiled slightly and stepped into the matrix of stone statues.
It was obviously a formation, serving both isolation and protective purposes. However, in front of Wu Ming, these were simply inadequate.
Without needing the merfolk to remove the formation, he directly arrived at its center.
At the heart of this island stood a solitary black stone wall, exuding a dark luster and carrying a faint scent of steel.
At the center of the stone wall was a carving.
“This aura… there’s no mistake…”
Wu Ming was somewhat excited; he recognized that the item here was clearly left by the previous great being.
On the carving was an unusual mandala, with numerous black snakes entwined around it, coexisting with the flowers to form the original branches, leaves, and roots.
“Though it is here, yet not truly here—could this be a heavenly grotto projection? Spatial folding?”
Wu Ming immediately sensed something was off.
No wonder the other party had openly placed the item here—it had already been encrypted beforehand.
One could say that aside from himself, who controlled the Main God Space, no other existence could penetrate this barrier and obtain the true inheritance.
“It feels too much like a trap…”
Wu Ming sighed but still resolutely activated the Main God Space with his mind and made contact with the mandala carving.
The opponent was playing an open game, certainly aiming to enhance his strength for a contest against his original self. Therefore, the inheritance itself posed no problem; the real issue lay between himself and his original self.
“Fighting against heaven is endlessly joyful, fighting against earth is endlessly joyful, and fighting against people is even more joyful…”
He shook his head as he watched the stone wall before him change, with a hazy glow emerging.
Hiss!
Then, a streak of golden light, carrying a vast amount of information and enlightenment, shot into his forehead.
“Just information?”
Wu Ming was somewhat puzzled, though this was normal.
After all, what treasure could rival the Main God Space? Thus, this inheritance mainly consisted of various types of information and enlightenment.
However, after digesting it, his expression became increasingly complex: “The path of Great Luo… and the world…”
…
The Goldenrod sailed on the sea, and Captain Viktor felt like he had barely escaped with his life.
The previous experiences felt like a dream, filled with incredible adventures.
At this moment, looking at Steven standing on the deck, being respectfully escorted by the merfolk, Viktor’s eyes were filled with admiration and awe.
“Without a doubt, Archbishop Steven possesses extremely powerful strength, granted by the God of Redemption?”
He silently resolved: “After returning, I must visit the Redemption Church’s chapel.”
Wu Ming was yet unaware that he was about to gain a devout follower, and even if he knew, he wouldn’t care much. His current attention was completely captivated by the information left behind by that great being.
The being was certainly a magnificent existence ranked above the eighth-level Great Luo. Even if what was left behind was merely a fragment of spiritual enlightenment, it would still take him a long time to fully appreciate. Not to mention the immense amount of information hidden within.
“There are thirty thousand great Dao paths, all leading to transcendence. Originally, there were no hierarchical divisions. I merely established the nine-tier cycle of cultivators based on the rules of the Main Temple, according to fortune and essence.”
Wu Ming followed a path more inclined toward Daoism, thus understanding many aspects from a Daoist perspective.
“Levels one and two of supernatural power can be reached by ordinary people through lucky chances, making them the lowest tier. From level three onward, cultivators gradually transcend the mundane. Among Daoists, level-three immortals can project their yin spirits, gaining great supernatural abilities. Level-four grandmasters can even influence weather patterns. Level-five earthly immortals can create their own blessed lands and dare to intervene even in the struggles of emperors.”
“But all of this still falls within the realm of ‘mundane beings.’ Only at level six, celestial immortals, can one access the primal forces of the world, transcending the mundane to achieve sainthood!”
“Earthly immortals establish blessed lands, celestial immortals elevate them into heavenly grottoes, and level-seven golden immortals create entire worlds!”
“My original self created the Huangting World, reaching the golden immortal rank.”
“But from level eight onward, one must learn to… let go!”
“Level-five blessed lands, level-six heavenly grottoes, level-seven worlds—by this stage, the world itself has matured, much like grown children, and parents must learn to release their grip…”
Wu Ming felt a slight melancholy.
“Level-eight’s path is the path of the unique! It involves condensing the principles of the Dao, stripping away all impurities to elevate one’s path!”
“If the path of golden immortals pertains to world rank, then the eighth-level Great Luo realm pertains to universal rank, achieving eternal existence that remains unchanged regardless of any world or even universe!”
Such a form of existence had already transcended time and space, attaining a certain degree of “eternity.”
“But to reach the Great Luo realm, must one retrieve all one’s avatars to condense the truth…”
Wu Ming murmured, his eyes gleaming with indescribable light.
Since level eight was unique, naturally, all avatars and incarnations must be retrieved during transcendence, not a single one left behind. Otherwise, the essence would be incomplete, potentially causing disasters.
Clearly, this information had been deliberately leaked by that great being.
“Still too early to think about these matters… However, the descriptions regarding worlds are worth my reference…”
At this moment, a flash of light emerged from Wu Ming’s forehead. He shook his head, forcing himself to ignore these thoughts and turned his attention to other crucial information.
Level-seven golden immortals could be considered world lords, but level-eight Great Luo cultivators transcended worlds, rising above them.
Of course, letting go of a world didn’t mean severing all connections.
On the contrary, only after letting go could one achieve completeness in a certain sense.
Moreover, a world without its rank holder might experience some inconceivable changes, which could then feedback to its original master.
This involved another issue—world ascension!
Worlds evolved from heavenly grottoes, which in turn originated from blessed lands, and those from voids or other small realms.
Thus, naturally, there were higher levels beyond worlds.
If the will of an entire world coalesced into a sentient being or transformed into a multiverse, it was possible!
However, great cultivators discovered a phenomenon: the ascension of a world with a master was often extremely difficult, far more so than naturally formed worlds or those whose original masters had perished.
There were many reasons for this, possibly related to the free will of living beings. The principle was profound and mysterious, and the exact mechanism had yet to be fully understood.
But one thing was certain: once a world ascended, it would bring joy to the Chaotic Sea. In this process, any entity that contributed would surely receive unimaginably rich rewards.
Many beings who were originally celestial immortals, or even foreign celestial immortals, gained world permissions and ranks through this method.
And if the assistant was the original master of the world, the rewards would be even more abundant, potentially sufficient to strive for the Great Luo realm!
“World ascension… Great Luo… Huangting… and this world…”
The matter of the Huangting World wasn’t something Wu Ming needed to worry about now.
The reason he paid special attention to this part was because this world had also reached a crucial juncture!
The manifestation of superhuman abilities! The golden age of the Age of Exploration, and Pandora’s rebellion… All these events converged into an unprecedented upheaval in this steampunk world’s millennia-long history!
Indeed, with Wu Ming’s supernatural abilities, aided by the Main Temple, he could already sense the world’s restless stirring, waves of primal forces unconsciously spilling out, causing wondrous changes both microscopically and macroscopically in the world.
“This is the omen of the world’s imminent ascension!”
Clearly, Wu Ming had already decided to take the lead in this ascension and reap significant benefits.
“But judging from the current state of this world…”
The boiling primal forces of the world significantly enhanced various supernatural abilities. Now, even ancient species like mermaids were becoming active.
Wu Ming estimated that the Scarlet Hand’s dark nobles would also notice their previously thin bloodline powers gradually becoming more potent.
All these signs indicated that this world seemed to have already made its choice.
“But that doesn’t seem right either…”
Wu Ming pondered: “The development of steam-powered civilization up to now is no worse than that of my past life, even surpassing it in some aspects. Moreover, in this world, the majority are still ordinary people. Would they willingly step down from the historical stage? They would surely retaliate fiercely!”
Despite his accumulated wisdom from training in numerous worlds, making him as deep and profound as an ocean, he still felt uncertain at this critical moment of world ascension.
“Furthermore, there’s the Thunder God’s Sword, the ultimate weapon of secular power…”
“Wait a second!”
Suddenly, a thought struck Wu Ming like lightning in his consciousness. He realized the entire situation at once, his expression instantly darkening.
“If events truly unfold as I predict, then the upgrade of the Main God Space must be resolved as soon as possible!”
Currently, the Main God Space still heavily relied on the faith power contributed by the Redemption Church’s followers, a situation that needed to change.
Otherwise, no significant problems might arise now, but when the great upheaval arrives, he would be caught off guard!
Once the Main God Space is upgraded, it can directly draw primal forces from the world and chaos, meaning Wu Ming would break free from his biggest constraint. No matter how this world develops in the future, he will firmly hold the initiative!
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