Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity

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Heavenly Daughter Country.

The news about Pingxi Wang’s collusion with the Sea Clan for rebellion spread across the nation like wildfire, igniting fierce denunciations from the public.

The Pingxi Wangfu was forcefully demolished by the Imperial Court, and the Pingxi Army faced severe restructuring. All female generals related to this incident were locked up in the Heavenly Prison and subjected to a decade-long punishment of the wooden horse torture!

As for the descendants of the Yan clan related to Pingxi Wang, they were demoted to the lowest status as slaves, stripped of their cultivation powers, and sent to the mines to toil for the rest of their lives with no chance of redemption!

Since that grand seafood feast, the people in the Imperial Capital felt they hadn’t lived in vain.

“Did you hear? That handsome guy who appeared at the Flower Car Festival is actually from the outside world!”

“What? No wonder I’ve never seen him before! It’s like he just popped up out of nowhere!”

“Wait, isn’t it illegal for outsiders to enter the Heavenly Daughter Country? Aren’t they supposed to be captured and treated as breeding tools?”

“Big sis, are you out of your mind? He came in with Sect Leader Hong! He’s definitely gonna be treated specially!”

“Ladies, I have more juicy news—Pingxi Wang’s self-destruction was effortlessly resolved by him!”

“What? So he saved my life! I have no way to repay him, so I can only offer myself and be with him forever!”

“Waaah, please let me repay him properly! I’m ready to have a bunch of his little monkeys!”

…

The discussions in the Imperial Capital erupted, with all topics focused on Ye Junlin.

Boom~

At that moment, a tremendous rumbling echoed from the vast sky as a massive vortex, about ten thousand meters wide, gradually formed. The surface of the vortex crackled with thunder and lightning, with countless silver bolts twisting like spirit snakes, dazzling in brightness and stunning to behold.

“Oh my god, what’s happening?!” Countless female cultivators felt their scalps tingle, looking up in confusion.

Soon, a pure white beam of light shot out from the depths of the vortex, sparkling with floating points of light, as beautiful as a dream.

Under everyone’s gaze, a tall man with a silver halo on his head, white wings on his back, and wearing a white cloth robe gradually descended from the radiant pillar of light.

The scene was spectacular, like a divine being descending from the heavens!

Swish! A powerful aura erupted from him, sweeping through the entire vast Imperial Capital, making countless people tremble in fear.

The newcomer was Guli!

Following the order from Young Master Situ, Guli chose to directly descend upon the Heavenly Daughter Country’s Imperial Capital, intending to force that Human Race reviver to reveal himself and then kill him to report back.

According to the Sea Whale Ancestor’s hints, the opponent’s strength was not weak, estimated to be around the Immortal King sixth level, on par with his current self.

After entering the Kunlun Realm, the warlike Guli felt anxious; he craved a battle with the strong here to enjoy the thrill of crushing and slaughtering.

“Hehe, Human Race reviver, I wonder how many moves you can withstand from me?” Guli looked around arrogantly, a cold smile on his face.

“This guy doesn’t seem friendly!”

“He’s got white wings; could he be from the demon race?”

“Who’s he here to find?”

The women whispered among themselves, feeling extremely tense.

Guli’s imposing air appeared fierce, and everyone feared he might start a massacre and harm the innocent.

“The palace is up ahead; that reviver must be hiding inside!” Guli’s eyes sparkled with determination, his entire being radiating a silver glow that made him resemble an unbeatable war god.

Swish!

Guli arrived above the Imperial Palace, releasing his divine sense to quickly search for his target.

Suddenly, he spotted silhouettes gathered around a stone table in a garden nearby, seemingly playing cards.

“Hm?”

Guli sensed something and quickly locked his divine sense onto one of them.

It was a striking young man in a gold-embroidered black robe, with long silver hair flowing down to his waist. His every gesture exuded an ethereal presence, unmistakably above the mundane.

With his keen intuition, Guli sensed that this was the most unfathomable presence among them, undoubtedly the target he was seeking.

“Got it, it’s him!”

With a flap of his wings, Guli shot toward the pavilion.

Simultaneously, he stayed on guard, wary of any trap the target might have set up.

“Master, it’s your turn!” Li Wujie reminded.

He had several paper notes stuck to his face, each with various prankish phrases like “Favorite snack: Oreos,” “Three-second real man,” “No man parts,” or “Eating boogers as snacks…”

Meanwhile, Hong Qianye, Bai Xiaoxi, and the Great Mushroom King also had a few notes on their faces, holding pairs of cards. Some looked disgruntled, others were enjoying themselves, and some wore frowns.

“Who cares!”

Ye Junlin lifted the last special-pattern card with a fierce look and slammed it on the stone table.

“Bomb!!!”

He shouted so loudly that he was afraid others might not hear.

“Damn, Master, how are you winning every single round?” Li Wujie’s eyes almost popped out.

“Eh, it’s just skills.” Ye Junlin crossed his arms and shook his head helplessly.

“The problem is, my face is almost covered up!” Li Wujie complained, his face nearly hidden beneath the paper notes.

“No worries, we can always squeeze some more in.” Ye Junlin smiled kindly.

“You’re so amazing, Senior Ye.” Dongfang Jing behind him picked up the teapot, smiling as she poured tea for everyone, completely lacking the airs of a national leader.

Dongfang Mengyao curiously watched from the side, finding this paper game incredibly fascinating as she had never played it before.

“Come on, come on, let’s keep going.”

The group in the pavilion was having a great time, seemingly not taking Guli’s arrival seriously at all.

Guli, on the outside, felt uncertain; when Ye Junlin shouted “Bomb,” it startled him, and he thought there might be some trap.

But nothing occurred.

Seeing Ye Junlin still planning to continue playing cards, anger boiled within Guli.

How dare they underestimate him?!

Swish~

Guli suddenly waved his hand, golden holy light transforming into a giant sword that slashed down, kicking up strong winds.

Boom!

To his surprise, a protective array was set outside the pavilion, firmly blocking his attack.

This action also interrupted Ye Junlin’s game.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Ye Junlin irritatedly tossed down the cards and turned around to question him.

Realizing the might of the formation, Guli was taken aback; this was a defensive Heavenly Formation.

Is this person a formation master?

Suddenly, Ye Junlin’s threat level soared in Guli’s mind.

Formation masters aren’t exactly rare among the Bright Clan, but they are considered higher than the average Immortal Kings.

After all, the former can lay out all kinds of formations, creating powerful combo attacks.

Thinking this, Guli retreated a hundred feet, cautiously scanning the surroundings with his divine sense, relieved to find no signs of a trap.

But, his pride was somewhat dented.

Guli glared at the silver-haired young man, gritting his teeth, “I came looking for you, so why don’t you come out and die?!”

Ye Junlin looked at him as if he were an idiot, disdainfully saying, “Where are you from, bird man? I’m not coming out; what can you do to me?”

In reality, when Guli appeared in the Imperial Capital, Ye Junlin had sensed his aura but chose not to take it seriously.

Bird, bird man?!

Hearing that, Guli’s forehead twitched, teeth grinding audibly, his face flushed with anger.

A being of noble identity from the dominant race, the Bright Clan, was called a bird man in the Kunlun Realm?!

What a tremendous humiliation!

“Native, your eyes must be blind; I am from the Bright Clan! The Bright Clan!”

“The Bright Clan?”

Everyone froze, having never heard of that race before.

Ye Junlin, in particular, asked the统子 and learned about Guli’s origins, his eyes flashing with peculiar interest.

Holy realm, Bright Clan!

It seemed his previous speculation was correct; not only would the Nine Nether send powerful beings, but the Divine Court also planned to take action.

The Bright Clan, a dominant race, could be assessed by the color of the halo above their heads to determine their quality and combat power.

The opponent’s silver halo indicated a high status within their clan.

“Did the Sea Clan send you?” Ye Junlin contemplated, recalling the recent trouble caused by the Sea Clan; he made an educated guess about the relationship between them.

“Joke! Do you think that lowly group of ocean creatures can order me around?”

Guli’s expression was scornful. “I’m here at Young Master’s command to eliminate you, the Human Race reviver!”

“Reviver?” Dongfang Jing and Dongfang Mengyao exchanged glances, hearing that title for the first time.

“By what authority do you think you can take me down, bird man? Don’t joke around!” Ye Junlin waved his hand dismissively.

“You!”

Guli was furious, silver light shooting from his eyes, tearing through the void in a terrifying display.

In the next second, a chaotic aura erupted from him, with countless silver light spots swirling like a vortex on his right fist, their radiance akin to dazzling stars, with a divine feel.

“Break for me!”

Guli roared, launching a punch against the formation.

The light curtain rippled with waves, seemingly taking on an immense impact before falling into silence again after several seconds.

“No way, is that it?”

Ye Junlin was surprised. “Come on, honestly tell me, who gave you the confidence to come here and embarrass yourself?”