Yuan’s Ascension

A genius from the Immortal Hall?

“This battle will be tough. The commander is formidable, but he can’t defeat all the enemies alone. We must hold off the Void Refiner and Elysian Field powerhouses and create an opportunity for him.” Pei He muttered.

Bing Roushui nodded, her eyes icy as a cold aura enveloped her. “Understood.”

Lie Shier growled, his voice low and filled with a feral edge. “Let’s kill! We haven’t faced a true disaster in the last two years. This is it.”

Over two hundred soldiers of the Huo Cang Army braced themselves for a desperate battle.

Boom! Suddenly, the seemingly unremarkable youth clad in black armor exploded into action, moving to the front.

In a flash, he transformed into a towering black-armored giant with eight arms. Though he was only at the Shambhala phase, his presence was as terrifying—if not more—than the Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses behind him.

Pei He, Lie Shier, and the others swallowed hard at the sight.

Before they could react, a surge of unimaginably powerful lightning bolts erupted from the black-armored youth, enveloping everything within a radius of ten thousand li.

The crackling lightning surrounded him, giving him the appearance of a thunder god with an unstoppable aura. Even the six Void Refiner and Elysian Field powerhouses suddenly seemed insignificant.

“Dao Field!” Pei He’s pupils contracted as he realized what he was seeing.

“He’s clearly a Shambhala cultivator. Domains shouldn’t be his strength, yet his Dao Field is so terrifying. He’s definitely not just at the first-level Dao Field stage but likely at the second-level,” Bing Roushui said, her voice tinged with despair.

“An Immortal Hall genius!”

“And one of the top-tier geniuses.”

Though they had expected heavy casualties, Pei He, Lie Shier, and Bing Roushui had initially believed they could put up a fight. But now, only despair remained.

A top-tier genius from the Immortal Hall? In the vast macrocosm, such a genius would be nearly invincible among peers, capable of easily killing enemies from higher phases. And he was accompanied by six Void Refiner and Elysian Field powerhouses?

Pei He, Lie Shier, and the others understood that the Immortal Court must have sent this overwhelmingly powerful force to eliminate them once and for all.

“We can’t stop them,” someone whispered, their voice quivering with fear.

“It’s over,” Lie Shier muttered, his eyes flickering with despair.

“I have no regrets,” Pei He said, his eyes shining with a manic gleam. “Even if we hadn’t followed the Commander into the Death Zone, we would still face challenges and tribulations.”

“Kill!” he shouted. “Give it our all to kill as many as possible!”

At this moment, over two hundred Huo Cang Army soldiers, filled with despair yet also resolute, formed a protective circle with Wu Yuan at the center.

Escape? They were facing a peerless genius skilled in lightning, and most of them were just ordinary Amethyst Cradle cultivators. How many of them would manage to escape?

“Ming Jian, your antics end here. I, Feng Sheng, will be your guide to the afterlife!” Feng Sheng, having cast multiple ether arts, spoke coldly as he gazed at the distant figures in the void.

His gaze fell directly on Wu Yuan, sensing that his aura was the strongest.

“Kill!” Feng Sheng roared as his vast Thunder Dao Field spread out like countless thunder dragons.

“Kill!” came the answering cries from the four Void Refiner Eminences and two Elysian Field powerhouses as they launched their attacks, wielding artifacts and casting ether arts.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The seven powerhouses wasted no time, forming a semicircle and attacking Wu Yuan’s group.

“Ten thousand li! Ice and snow!” Bing Roushui unleashed an arcane art. Layers of ice spread across ten thousand li and collided with the approaching lightning.

For a moment, both sides were evenly matched. Though the Thunder Dao Field was strong, without any mana support, it couldn’t suppress a Void Refiner Eminence’s domain-type arcane art.

“Flames!”

“Annihilate!” Two of the Immortal Court’s Void Refiner Eminences unleashed stronger arcane arts.

Overwhelming flames descended, shattering the layers of ice. The temperature of outer space seemed to rise dramatically as a sea of flames and lightning surged from all directions, crashing toward Pei He, Lie Shier, Shi Ji, and the other Amethyst Cradle and Shambhala warrior arrays.

“Kill!” Pei He’s voice was laced with desperation as flying swords circled around him, and a gigantic bell appeared.

Shi Ji and Lie Shier’s faces reflected a sliver of despair and unwillingness as they recognized the mismatch in strength between themselves and their opponents.

“Kill!” Feng Sheng, now a black-armored giant wielding eight sabers in his eight arms, bellowed as he closed the distance, only a thousand li away.

Swish! Swish! Swish! A series of flying swords materialized in the space surrounding Wu Yuan. Earthy-yellow qi currents rolled and sword lights streaks coalesced.

The lights then surged outward, exploding like a bomb and sending shockwaves in all directions.

At this point, the remaining layers of ice dissipated. At the same time, flames and lightning swelled, rushing toward the Huo Cang Army’s team at incredible speed.

Almost simultaneously, the flying swords interlinked to form an earthy-yellow divine sword.

Boom! The divine sword flew toward Feng Sheng, who had just split the sword domain’s qi currents in two.

“Kill!” Feng Sheng roared in anger, his eight sabers swinging with full force.

Bang! Bang! A series of violent collisions ensued, shockwaves rippling through space, causing countless cracks to appear on the surface of the earthy-yellow divine sword.

Meanwhile, Feng Sheng was forced to retreat, continuously blocking the divine sword’s strikes. His advance came to a complete halt, unable to move a single step forward.

“How is this possible?” Feng Sheng’s voice was filled with shock as he fixed his gaze on the figure in outer space, surrounded by layers of sword qi.

It wasn’t just him. At this moment, whether the six Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses from the Immortal Court’s camp or Pei He, Lie Shier, Shi Ji, and the others, they all stared in disbelief at the scene.

Wu Yuan stepped into space. Around him, nine divine swords with terrifying auras hovered. Although their blades lacked edges, their presence was enough to make anyone’s heart tremble.

Nine spirion flying swords! No, nine first-grade spirit lifebound flying swords, nurtured to perfection. Their power in Wu Yuan’s hands surpassed even that of low-grade spirion artifacts, approaching mid-grade spirion artifacts.

This is the true Celestial Body Sword Domain. Wu Yuan thought as he sensed the vastness of the sword domain. However, the most chilling sight was the 720 interconnected first-grade spirit flying swords floating in space. Each sword’s aura was incredibly fearsome, all first-grade spirit equipment.

This sword domain was constructed from nine lifebound flying swords and 720 first-grade spirit equipment from the same source. Through Wu Yuan’s Voidspace, his sword domain encompassed a massive area with a single thought.

In the expanse of space, layers of ephemeral sword qi enveloped Pei He and the others while simultaneously engulfing Feng Sheng and the six Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses alongside him.

This was the full outburst of Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self, excluding any power from tapping into the Dao’s profundities. Within this sword domain, Void Refiner arcane arts, Shambhala Domain, or Thunder Dao Domain were annihilated.

“What?”

“Those flying swords?”

“I…”

“Is this the Commander’s real strength?” Pei He, Bing Roushui, Yu Zhuo, and Shi Ji were already dumbfounded.

Just those threads of sword qi were enough to pose a deadly threat to ninth-stage Amethyst Cradle phase cultivators.

“What?”

“This Ming Jian?”

“This sword domain? Where did such a peerless genius come from? Could he be the top Amethyst Cradle genius in the Eternal Sun Immortal World?” The six Void Refiner and Elysian Field powerhouses were terrified.

“We shouldn’t have come,” said Yin Hou, the elderly man in red, his previous confidence completely shattered.

The power of the suspended flying swords, acting as nodes of the sword domain, sent shivers down their spines. Any single one of those flying swords could threaten the life of a Void Refiner Eminence, and this boundless sword domain had already enveloped them. They had walked into it themselves.

No. This shouldn’t be! This Ming Jian, is this his true strength? Feng Sheng’s confidence was now replaced with shock and… fear.

Nine swords? This is a truly flawless Amethyst Cradle sword domain; does he have a first-degree immortal root?

That can’t be! I haven’t heard of someone with a first-degree immortal root emerging in the Eternal Sun Immortal World. Moreover, how can an Amethyst Cradle cultivator control so many first-grade spirit flying swords? Even a Void Refiner Eminence might struggle with that. Feng Sheng’s mind was in chaos, completely terrified. He no longer believed victory was possible.

To form such a sword domain, his Dao comprehension might surpass mine. Is it the second-level True Intent stage of the Celestial Body Dao? Or the third-level? Feng Sheng stared intently at Wu Yuan.

If my soul hadn’t undergone a transformation, reaching the peak of Soul Will, I wouldn’t have been able to fully unleash the power of this set of flying swords from my master. Wu Yuan thought, his mind remaining calm.

Why did he dare act with such arrogance? Even if the top geniuses of the Immortal Hall came after him, Wu Yuan had the confidence to fight them. Why? Because he trusted his strength.

In terms of Dao comprehension, even if Wu Yuan unleashed both Daos, their power would only barely compare to the third-level Dao Field stage (Lesser Law).

Some of the top geniuses at the Amethyst Cradle and Shambhala phase from the Immortal Court might have reached the fourth-level Dao Field stage.

Of course, that was just a possibility. Transitioning from the third-level to the fourth-level Dao Field stage was another qualitative change, and even many High Immortals who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years only reached the fourth-level Dao Field stage.

However, with a second-degree immortal root, an unparalleled soul, and nine lifebound flying swords, Wu Yuan’s actual combat power was unbelievably strong.

Facing Feng Sheng? Wu Yuan hadn’t even fully tapped into the profundities of the Daos and still held back some strength. But it was enough.

Feng Sheng? A genius ranking in the top hundred Amethyst Cradle cultivators of the Immortal Hall? Wu Yuan smiled slightly. Six Void Refiner-level cultivators? You should feel honored to die in my sword domain!

Boom! The Celestial Body Sword Domain erupted. Flying swords moved, faintly harnessing the essence of the Celestial Body Dao.

Swish! Swish! Countless sword lights slashed through space.

“Block it!”

“No, spare me!”

The six Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses immediately sensed the danger and began fending off the sword lights attacking them from all directions. But their struggle was futile.

Boom! The sword lights filled the sky, annihilating everything in their path, instantly turning four Void Refiner Eminences into ashes.

They were dead!

The bodies of the two Elysian Field powerhouses were slashed apart. Though they tried to resist, they were continually broken down by the endless sword lights, depleting their vital ether. Death was imminent for them.

“It’s just you left, Feng Sheng,” Wu Yuan said, his gaze falling on Feng Sheng, who was still struggling bitterly.

His power was indeed astonishing. Swinging his eight sabers, he cut through countless sword lights like a river of blades. The strength of the Immortal Hall’s geniuses was evident.

“Struggling is useless, just die,” Wu Yuan’s voice was calm.

He stepped forward as if strolling through a courtyard. Simultaneously, the nine lifebound flying swords around him sliced through the sky. Like nine stars, they descended as one!