In the void, a palace radiating boundless light stood silently, pushing aside the chaotic sea and rippling out terrifying waves.
The Qie Tian Platform continuously roared, directly drawing power from the chaos, transforming it into the power of the purple world, and channeling it into the Origin Pool.
Wu Ming rose from the Throne of Ten Thousand Realms and looked down upon the Zhou World nearby, unable to describe the feelings stirring in his heart.
That world was, after all, where he had first arrived after his transmigration, where his family, friends, and all his achievements were located.
But now, for the sake of eternity and transcendence, he had no choice but to bet everything in a high-stakes gamble.
Although he had confidence, the fantasy world ahead gave him a very peculiar sensation—both carrying a faint trace of the Dao of Eternity and exuding immense danger.
Yet, even if thousands stood against him, he would still go forth.
Wu Ming had a strong premonition that if he missed this opportunity, it might be ages before he could clearly grasp the fruit of the Great Dao again.
Having lived through countless years, transmigrating across numerous worlds, and gaining far more experience than ordinary people, he naturally did not fear challenges.
A cultivator’s heart devoted to the Dao would never flinch from mere danger.
“Lord Temple, open the passage!”
After casting one last glance at the Zhou World, Wu Ming turned decisively and issued the command.
[Ding! Mobilizing Origin Power, opening the passage. The Lord Temple is preparing to traverse!]
This time, it wasn’t just sending a fragment of his consciousness—it was Wu Ming’s true self, along with the entire Lord Temple, that would traverse.
Boom! Boom!
The Origin Pool roared, and despite having been expanded multiple times, its reserves rapidly declined.
Within the surrounding chaotic sea, cyan-colored currents surged more violently than ever, suddenly as if being swallowed by a massive black hole, revealing a mysterious glowing passage.
Buzz! Buzz!
On the surface of the Lord Temple, a layer of arcane light emerged, preparing for the upcoming traversal.
“Initiating cosmic jump!”
At Wu Ming’s command, the radiant Lord Temple suddenly plunged into the passage and vanished in an instant…
…
In the fantasy world, on Saier Continent.
As the core of the universe, this world appeared somewhat small, with its ocean breaking at the edges, forming terrifying waterfalls.
Beyond the entire world, the crimson cosmic background appeared mysteriously, with waves of Origin Power continuously rippling outward, as if celebrating the universe’s ascension.
“Captain, we’ve reached the edge of the world!”
On the blue sea, a five-masted great ship sailed, and the sailors looked fearfully at the waterfall that cut across the ocean, terrified their vessel might fall off into an endless abyss.
“Aye, I know. Hard to starboard, change course!”
Captain Galenb lowered his monocle and shouted his orders.
In truth, even without his command, the terrified sailors had already begun acting on instinct.
Splash!
The ship barely avoided the cliff’s edge, and the rising waves and mist soaked every crew member’s clothes, but they finally escaped this death zone.
“We survived! We survived!”
The sailors cheered, while Galenb entered his cabin and retrieved a map, carefully marking the sea with a black quill feather.
The map was drawn on high-quality parchment, vaguely depicting a continent.
The Windfire Plains, Highlands, Storm Cape, University City, Emerald Harbor, and other famous landmarks were clearly visible. With a few final strokes, the world map was completed.
Judging from the map, the Saier world indeed wasn’t very large.
It stretched west from the Highlands, east to the Emerald Sea, north to Storm Cape, and south, hidden within the mountainous Federation, lay the University City. Most notably, strange landscapes always surrounded the world’s edge, as if forming a curtain of sky, isolating the world, as if a god had deliberately carved out a world’s end.
Although numerous expeditions had been organized, no explorer had ever crossed these natural barriers.
Eventually, people simply accepted it as natural law.
At this moment, a mighty kingdom dominated the parchment map—the Kingdom of Wallace.
The descendant of the Ancient Conqueror King, William the Conqueror, had, within only a few short years, swept across the Storm Cape, Gaudi, and Emerald Harbor, subduing the nobility and successfully establishing a kingdom, achieving a feat that even the Five Ancient Kings had failed to accomplish.
For this alone, William’s name would be forever etched in history, surpassing his ancestors.
It was now the 50th year of the Conqueror Era.
Yet the one still seated upon the throne, ruling the entire world, was still William I.
He was like a legendary immortal hero, ageless and deathless, said to still appear as a young man, maintaining absolute control over the kingdom with shrewd political acumen and an iron-fisted military might.
Now, after fifty years of development, the kingdom had entered its golden age.
According to the latest survey, if including the seas, the kingdom’s area reached nearly two billion acres, with land accounting for slightly over a third, nearly seven hundred million acres.
Across the kingdom’s lands lived nobles, serfs, tribes, and others, totaling around seven or eight hundred thousand, or even over a million if nomadic tribes were included.
Undeniably a large number, yet it still seemed insufficient for a whole world.
In Wu Ming’s own opinion, it was roughly equivalent to the scale of territory and population in ancient China.
“At last, the world map survey is complete. Once I return, I can report back to His Majesty!”
Galenb exhaled deeply.
How long had it been since he was appointed as the captain of the Royal Exploration Fleet, tasked with charting the seas for the kingdom? Five years? Or six?
Nonetheless, his hard work had finally paid off.
Recalling the royal envoy’s promise when he last resupplied at Emerald Harbor, Galenb’s heart burned with anticipation.
“What you are doing benefits the entire kingdom. Upon your great success, you shall be duly rewarded with a noble title!”
—These were the exact words of the Conqueror King, as relayed by the envoy.
From Galenb’s inquiries, he was at least assured of a baronial title and a wealthy barony, the foundation of a noble family.
Except for the early founding period of the kingdom, when commoners had more opportunities to earn merit and become nobles, such chances were now rare. For a commoner to attain a baron’s rank usually required generations of effort and great fortune.
Yet now, he could obtain it effortlessly. Compared to such a reward, all his previous hardships were nothing.
Crash!
Suddenly, a violent wave struck, and Galenb felt the entire cabin shaking violently, swaying far more than usual.
“What’s going on? Is a storm coming?”
Confused, Captain Galenb stepped onto the deck, only to widen his eyes in shock, unable to speak for a long time.
What did he see?
The distant cliff marking the world’s end was slowly closing!
Massive amounts of seawater emerged, swirling into whirlpools, even causing storms, and vast clouds of white mist rose, as if a god were using his hands to gradually merge two oceans into one.
The edge of the world simply vanished, replaced by an endless ocean… On the other side, a few black islands appeared faintly, storms forming, heavy raindrops pelting down, blurring the vision.
“Oh, my God…”
Galenb’s eyes rolled back, nearly fainting.
He knew in his heart that his dream of completing the king’s mission and earning a noble title would likely be postponed indefinitely…
…
At the heart of Saier Continent, on the Windfire Plains,
A massive city stood proudly, with roads specially carved out connecting homes and markets in all directions.
Most astonishing of all, this city had absolutely no walls!
It was said to be the personal decision of the Conqueror King, William.
At the time, he had declared, “The walls of a kingdom are its army and people. If the day ever comes when enemies reach the capital’s gates, what use would a mere wall be?”
Thus, this newly established capital city, the heart of the kingdom, had no walls at all, displaying unmatched confidence.
At the city’s center stood a magnificent palace—Blue Castle, the core of the Conqueror King’s rule, the royal palace.
The surrounding streets and mansions belonged exclusively to high nobles and important court officials; ordinary merchants and commoners could not even dream of setting foot there.
Over the past fifty years, countless intrigues and power struggles had unfolded within Blue Castle—no swords drawn, no blood spilled, yet more dangerous than any battlefield.
The nobility across the continent reveled in this game, throwing themselves into it without hesitation.
Some emerged victorious, gaining unimaginable wealth, power, and prestige. Others fell, their entire families wiped out, their names existing only in history books.
Yet all of this merely amused the Conqueror King. Like an unshakable mountain, he sat upon his throne, watching his ministers perform like clowns below, feared deeply for his cold wisdom and rumored immortality.
At this moment, deep within the palace, in a grand hall adorned with sandalwood, silk, pearls, and jewels, the figure seated upon the throne suddenly opened his eyes: “This is… the chaotic sea boiling, the universe beginning to ascend? At this moment… truly…”
The flow of time naturally differed subtly between the two universes, especially during a cosmic ascension, where massive discrepancies could occur.
Mountains and rivers could change in a day, a year might pass like a fleeting moment.
“The curtain… has risen!”
The blue-blooded monarch murmured, suddenly trembling.
A speck of light, existing between a particle and a speck of dust, appeared from the void and instantly pierced into his forehead.
In an instant, the former Conqueror King transformed into a black-clothed, black-haired youth—none other than Wu Ming!
“All avatars have finally merged into one!”
He sighed softly, his appearance shifting once again, perfectly mirroring the previous Conqueror King.
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