Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Cosmic Edge.

Upon hearing this name, Chu Zheng instantly furrowed his brow.

Regarding the Universe, he remembered clearly that in the Primordial Era, there should not have been the existence of Boundary; that boundary of the universe was likely a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Seeing Chu Zheng silent, Yun Tianji assumed he was unaware of the situation in the Vast Universe and immediately began to explain.

Chu Zheng listened for a while and understood the general idea.

Although in ancient times there were no boundaries, there are ten Ancient Ancestors guarding the junction between the two realms, all originating from today's Ten Great Ancient Clans of the Great Universe.

This means that half of the top-tier forces of the Great Universe are all in the border desolate land, which is entirely different from the situation in later generations.

Aside from the Ten Great Ancient Clans, most of the top forces in the Great Universe are in the border desolate land, rotating in shifts.

Unlike later generations, today's Great Universe is the advantageous party.

Even if the Yin God of the Universe becomes Chengzu, they are not opponents for the many Ancient Ancestors of the Great Universe, plus the living creatures emerging from the Soul Origin Pool and Burial Valley also need time to grow.

Thus, the combat power between the current two realms is roughly equal, with the Vast Universe slightly inferior.

"That is the true land of life and death."

Yun Tianji's eyes flashed a hint of solemnity as he spoke in a deep voice: "The quota for Heaven Burial Palace must be fought for personally; there are only 100,000 in total, stepping into the Eighth Order is just the threshold, requiring innumerable battles, perhaps a faint chance to reach the door of Heaven Burial Palace."

While speaking, he picked up his teacup, sipped lightly, and shifted the topic:

"Of course, that is for you."

His tone was calm, even carrying a trace of mockery: "Behind me is the Yun Family, among the 100,000 quotas, the Yun Family already has 100; upon knowing that I am close to the True Immortal Realm, the Yun Family has sent someone to take me back, preparing for Heaven Burial Palace."

Yun Tianji assessed Chu Zheng's reaction quietly, lost in thought.

He originally thought Zheng Chu would have some emotional fluctuation upon hearing this news, but now it seems Zheng Chu's reaction is much calmer than he expected.

"Thank you, Brother Yun, for informing me."

Chu Zheng remained silent for a moment, unconsciously rubbing the edge of the warm jade cup, the clear tea reflecting the surging thoughts in his eyes.

He must go to Heaven Burial Palace, not only for that elusive opportunity, but even more for Heavenly Fate.

For him who had touched Heavenly Fate upon the River of Space-Time, the importance of Heavenly Fate was self-evident.

Without it, everything is illusory, like a rootless duckweed.

He raised his eyes, his gaze containing sharpness: "How can one participate in the Heaven Burial Ceremony?"

Yun Tianji seemed to have anticipated this question, his expression unchanged, replied calmly: "Martial Pavilion is powerful, with deep foundations, internally it already has many fixed quotas, thus, they hold an internal competition, selecting the best."

This is the path for the direct lineage of great forces, unrelated to humble loose cultivators.

"And for the Cultivators of the Near Immortal Realm, if they wish to participate in the ceremony, there remains one other path." Yun Tianji spoke directly, without beating around the bush: "The news of the Heaven Burial Ceremony will soon spread across the domains of the Near Immortal Realm; at that time, the Ten Great Ancient Clans will send emissaries, openly selecting the outstanding talents."

His voice slightly paused, a hint of anticipation appeared in his expression: "Then the Lin Xian Three Clans will surely hold a competition open to all cultivators, a mortal combat ring, selecting the most outstanding."

Without the background of an Ancient Clan, the only method left is through one's own hands and formidable strength, to carve out a bloody path from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, winning a place.

Using the bones of countless competitors to pave a heavenly ladder towards Heaven Burial Palace.

"The current Great Universe is like this, if one has enough talent and strength, one can become a clan alone; among the Ten Great Ancient Clans now, the Erosion Sun Lineage's Sun-Eroding Cry from the Martial Pavilion is one who emerged blood-soaked from the last Heaven Burial Ceremony."

Mentioning Sun-Eroding Cry, Yun Tianji's eyes darkened slightly.

Upon hearing this, Chu Zheng showed no signs of waves in his expression; the pursuit of the Way is simply a matter of life and death, he had long been accustomed to it.

"Thank you, Brother Yun, see you at the Heaven Burial Ceremony."

Knowing the definite path, Chu Zheng said no more, stood up directly, cupped a hand in salute towards Yun Tianji, and turned to leave.

As Chu Zheng was about to step out of the elegant room threshold, Yun Tianji's voice sounded again, carrying a subtlety:

"You and Miss Xue Qing, are you… married now?"

Chu Zheng's steps did not pause at all:

"Personal matters are inconvenient to tell, excuse me."

His words were unfinished when he had already left directly, his figure quickly disappearing at the corridor corner.

In the elegant room, the fragrance of tea lingered.

Yun Tianji watched in the direction of Chu Zheng's disappearance, the slight smile on his face gradually receding.

Yun Canglan, who was guarding outside the door, walked in silently, bowed and asked, "Young Master, when do you intend to return to the clan?"

"Now." Yun Tianji withdrew his gaze, picked up the slightly cool tea on the table, and drank it in one go.

Putting down the jade cup, there was a playful smile on his face: "Now the reputation of Martial Pavilion grows greater, the other few Ancient Clans is difficult to sit idly by, at the heaven burial ceremony this time, there is lively to watch."

As the saying goes, the tall tree attracts the wind; this truth holds everywhere.

With the monstrous talent of Xue Qing, if she does not hold back in the Heaven Burial Ceremony, is too conspicuous, she might find it very difficult to walk out alive from that bloody border desolate land.

......

......

Chu Zheng walked out of the teahouse, stood at the street entrance, slightly closed his eyes, and a point of Spiritual Light flared in the Sea of Consciousness, like a solitary star in the black night.

The Heavenly Divination Technique operated silently, the Power of the Spirit and Soul spread across all directions like invisible threads.