Chapter 790: Succession

In the Chaotic Sea,

the surging, perilous force of chaos, a hazy green, was brimming with danger.

Although it contained a vast amount of primal energy, only a world could effectively utilize it.

Otherwise, even a Golden Immortal would feel exhausted and weary from staying too long in the chaotic currents, just like an ordinary human.

Yet for Wu Ming, all of this posed no problem.

Within the endless green torrents, a light of Great Luo blossomed, creating its own holy land. The surrounding chaotic currents were continuously crushed, transforming into pure primal energy.

Golden Immortals could briefly traverse the Chaotic Sea, but they had to find a world to rest periodically. For a Great Luo Golden Immortal, however, remaining constantly in chaos posed absolutely no hindrance.

At this moment, Wu Ming, dressed in Daoist robes, was surrounded by a radiant aura. Above his head floated an auspicious cloud, and beneath him naturally formed a lotus throne of chaotic green.

“The path of the eighth level is unique! A universal rank, and also immortality!”

At this stage, no matter which world he entered, attaining titles like Dao Ancestor or Sage would be as easy as turning one’s hand.

Moreover, he had completely transcended the world itself, capable of surviving independently within chaos, his own existence forming a world!

“Since ascending to Great Luo, I can vaguely sense the Master World’s rejection towards me has completely vanished…”

True divine beings, especially their true forms, wielded immense power. Even merely residing in the Master World without doing anything would cause certain damage to it.

Therefore, the Master World inherently carried a subtle sense of rejection towards beings of the sixth level and above, particularly towards deities, forcing them to build their divine realms in outer planes.

However, beyond the eighth level, such rejection completely disappeared.

After all, the universal rank was no joke!

“Is this also the reason why I can now perfectly contain my power without even a trace of leakage?”

Suddenly, Wu Ming sensed a profound feeling of “great freedom and transcendence.”

Yet, for him, longevity was still far from enough! What he sought was eternity—eternal life!

Even if it required a great price, he would never waver.

“After the eighth level Great Luo Golden Immortal, comes the ninth level…”

In fact, Wu Ming had initially deduced the general situations of first through eighth level reincarnators based on his knowledge and some remaining information from the Main Temple. He had harbored certain doubts about the existence of the ninth level. But now, he no longer had any doubts.

The inheritance and memories left by the Infinite Serpent had made him aware of this realm.

“The eighth level path is the universal rank, free to roam through any space and time… while the ninth level approaches omniscience and omnipotence, returning to the origin, which can be called ‘Primordial Chaos’!”

“Primordial Chaos existed before chaos itself, when primal energy was undivided and chaos was unified, marking the beginning of primal energy!”

“When refined emotions stir and true life arises, primal energy moves to establish heaven and earth, and creation unfolds to serve all things. Primordial Chaos is the beginning of these three—before chaos itself, thus transcending the Dao itself!”

If the eighth level Great Luo fruit signified eternal freedom in all universes, then the ninth level was transcendence!

Transcending oneself, tracing back to the origin of the universe, and even surpassing all space-time limitations, reaching the other shore—an indescribable and ineffable state.

“I wonder if this Primordial Chaos realm is truly eternal?”

Wu Ming pondered.

The ninth level undoubtedly transcended everything, even the concepts of time and space, but whether it was eternal remained a matter of personal experience. However, his Daoist heart was firm—if even the ninth level could not grant eternity, he would continue climbing to the unknown tenth, or even eleventh level!

As long as life endures, the climb never ceases; that is the style of a true transcendent!

“But how does one attain the ninth level path?”

Wu Ming, with his extraordinary wisdom and contemplation, had only just begun to grasp a few clues: “First, preparation and accumulation! This ascent to Great Luo has consumed all my previous reserves. I must accumulate anew, and this world will serve me perfectly!”

The ascension of a universe alone could provide a Golden Immortal with sufficient resources to challenge Great Luo.

And this Master World, clearly higher-dimensional than a mere universe, would likely trigger chaotic sea anomalies upon transformation, enough for a Great Luo Golden Immortal to ascend further.

Of course, such accumulation was merely the most basic requirement.

Mental fortitude, comprehension, and understanding of the subsequent realms were equally indispensable.

Just as Wu Ming previously had mastered the Great Luo path thoroughly, having it firmly in mind, only lacking accumulation. Thus, he seized the opportunity of the universe’s ascension to achieve Great Luo Dao.

Without prior comprehension, relying solely on the immense energy from the opened chaotic sea, his only outcome would have been to be literally overwhelmed and destroyed—there was no second path.

“What kind of state is the ultimate transcendence, Primordial Chaos?”

Wu Ming slightly furrowed his brow, somewhat lost in thought.

At this moment, his gaze suddenly turned toward the direction of the Eastern and Western human continents in the Master World.

For beings of equal rank, their existence was as conspicuous as torches in the dark.

“The Eight Supreme Gods of the Eastern continent… indeed all at the Great Luo level, though they seem to carry some Dao manifestations, heavily restricted… similarly for the Western continent’s Supremes… Time, Space, Fate?”

Wu Ming carefully identified the Western Supremes’ auras.

Some were elusive, while others were clearly discernible.

“Overall, the number and strength of the Eastern and Western Supremes are roughly equal… unfortunately, few have ascended purely on their own like me…”

In Wu Ming’s eyes, most of these Supreme Beings had “merged with the Dao.”

Abandoning all emotions, they merged with the Dao, becoming embodiments of rules.

This was the greatest difference between the divine and immortal paths.

The divine path wielded immense power but required stricter adherence to rules, with the ultimate state being a fusion with the rules themselves. The immortal path valued self-transcendence, eternal freedom.

Even if he ascended to the ninth or tenth level in the future, Wu Ming would still remain the same Wu Ming, never abandoning his original aspiration!

…

The continent of Sear, in the palace.

Space-time transformed, and Wu Ming instantly arrived here.

Of course, to make it easier for his subordinates to accept, he still took on the appearance of William Wallace.

“Your Majesty!”

Beatrice, Caritan, Pope Henze, the Kingdom’s Prime Minister, and a group of high-ranking nobles and officials had been summoned by him, respectfully bowing before the steps.

“My lords…”

Wu Ming sat on the golden throne, his demeanor calm: “The crisis of the serpent has completely passed. From now on, it will never appear again. Moreover, our kingdom has undergone a transformation and has arrived in a completely unfamiliar new world…”

“Hmph…”

Hearing their king personally confirm this, all the great nobles exhaled in relief, especially the supernatural beings and Pope Henze.

The terror of that black serpent was something no one ever wanted to experience again.

As for the so-called new world, although it would have the greatest impact on them in the future, no one paid much attention to it at the moment.

Compared to life and death, a mere change in environment was insignificant.

“There is one more thing…”

Wu Ming looked at the people below, a faint, enigmatic smile appearing on his lips as he made his decision: “I intend to abdicate and pass the throne to my grandson, Lanbo!”

“What?”

At these words, the courtiers immediately looked at each other in astonishment.

After all, their blue dragon, William the Conqueror, who had conquered the entire Sear continent with iron and blood, was an undeniably immortal being.

Even after fifty years, he showed no sign of aging and could easily continue ruling the kingdom for centuries!

Suddenly deciding to abdicate was indeed easy to provoke suspicion.

And the great nobles who had been thoroughly humiliated by Wu Ming before were especially alert, thinking that this immortal’s eccentricity had struck again, and he was about to set another trap.

“Cough…”

Seeing the expressions of the crowd below, Wu Ming couldn’t help feeling a bit helpless. He knew that his previous incarnation had played them too harshly, leaving them with psychological shadows. Thus, he explained: “This is genuine, not a joke! You are to prepare for the celebration immediately! Prime Minister, this task is assigned to you. Go fetch Lanbo from his estate and bring him to the capital to prepare for the succession!”

“As you command, Your Majesty!”

The elderly Prime Minister, with white hair, stepped forward to bow. Only then did the ministers realize that the Conqueror was indeed serious. For a moment, they didn’t know whether to kneel and praise this wise decision or beg the Conqueror to continue ruling the kingdom.

What the people below thought didn’t concern Wu Ming at all.

For him, assuming the position of king was merely to gain the maximum benefit from the universe’s ascension and to advance to Great Luo.

Now that his goal had been achieved, this title of Conqueror and the kingdom had become somewhat burdensome to him. Handing it over to his descendants was the perfect solution.

After all, during the decades of indulgence, this incarnation had left many offspring. Simply selecting one of them to inherit the throne was sufficient.

Unfortunately, none of his legitimate sons were capable. One foolish fellow had even been incited by nobles to plot a coup. He was easily crushed by his previous incarnation and was then imprisoned in the most remote monastery to await death.

Among his descendants, Lanbo was the most suitable candidate, possessing both the highest claim to the throne and some ability. Naturally, Wu Ming had chosen him to take the throne.

Otherwise, as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, continuing to hold the throne of a human kingdom would seem somewhat inappropriate.

“After relinquishing the throne, I only need to protect this continent for a while longer, ensuring its smooth integration into this new world, and that will be sufficient…”

Wu Ming mused silently.

The Master World was vast, and he certainly wouldn’t confine himself to one corner. After completing these trivial matters, he would definitely travel throughout the entire world.

Not only the Eastern and Western worlds, but also the various alien races in this world.

In this world, humans were the protagonists, but not the only protagonists.

Among the other races, there were also highly advanced civilizations, each protected by their own Supreme Deities.