Yuan’s Ascension

In an expanse of outer space within Battlefield 36.

Whoosh! The divine sword descended, its sword qi spanning a thousand li as it struck Feng Sheng.

"Kill!" Wu Yuan's killing intent was at its peak.

Bound by the rules of the battlefield and his duty as a member of the Eldritch Court, Wu Yuan had no intention of sparing his opponent.

Dark Earth Sword Array, Seventh Step—Sword Roves The Void!

The divine sword, like a roving dragon, was heavy and bladeless, yet unstoppable in its trajectory.

No! I, Feng Sheng, haven't yet become an Archdeity. I can't die here! Madness blazed in Feng Sheng's eyes as he stared down the divine sword with a glare intense enough to cleave space itself.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Eight arms swung, unleashing blade rays that filled space.

Lightning erupted around Feng Sheng in endless torrents as he fought with everything he had.

The river of blades and the divine sword collided in an instant.

Boom~ Boom~ The impact was like two celestial bodies crashing head-on, unmatched in its devastation.

Feng Sheng's blade rays managed to block the tip of the divine sword, but the immense force within the sword sent him flying, his bones on the verge of shattering under the pressure.

Boom~ The divine sword struck again, another direct collision sending Feng Sheng reeling. The power that coursed through his saber caused his skin to crack.

They clashed fifteen times in quick succession. Feng Sheng’s vital ether struggled to keep up with the healing of his wounds as new ones opened faster than old ones could close. His eight arms could no longer withstand the relentless assault, and several of his sabers flew from his grasp. Blood soaked his entire body.

Pch~ The divine sword cut through a hundred li of space, its brilliant light severing four of Feng Sheng's arms and half of his chest.

"No!" Feng Sheng’s defiance flared one last time, his eyes brimming with unwillingness.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Endless sword lights engulfed him completely, shredding his body into countless pieces.

It took three full breaths before everything calmed, and the layers of sword lights dissipated.

All that remained were eight sabers, a set of battle armor, and other artifacts.

Wu Yuan received a notification about his ethercrystal laurel rewards.

The Immortal Hall genius, Feng Sheng, was dead.

Killing a top-tier genius of the Immortal Hall is truly difficult. Wu Yuan thought with a slight frown. If I were to face a monstrous prodigy at the fourth-level Dao Field stage, victory would be far from certain.

He wondered if the Immortal Hall would dare send one or two of their monstrous prodigies. Wu Yuan's eyes flashed with cold intent.

If they came, another battle it was.

Wu Yuan was unclear about the standards of Voltari Temple’s Amethyst Cradle/Shambhala geniuses; he only knew those of the Fourth Origin Eldritch Field.

Typically, those who had cultivated for only two or three hundred years and already reached the first-level Dao Field stage at the Amethyst Cradle/Shambhala phase were considered extraordinary; currently, there were thousands of such geniuses in the Fourth Origin Eldritch Field.

As for those at the second-level Dao Field stage? Only a few hundred existed in the Fourth Origin Eldritch Field.

Third-level Dao Field stage? There were only twenty or thirty of them.

Fourth-level Dao Field stage? Often just one or two, and in less competitive eras, sometimes none.

My body refiner self, relying solely on my comprehension of the Celestial Body Dao at the True Intent stage, has a good chance of becoming a stable earth-tier member in the Fourth Origin Eldritch Field. Wu Yuan mused inwardly. Heaven-tier? Only if I go all out.

In the five Origin Eldritch Fields, the competition to become a heaven-tier member grew increasingly fierce the higher one’s cultivation level

…

Wu Yuan waved his hand, collecting the artifacts left behind by Feng Sheng and the six other Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses. Then, he swiftly gathered the numerous first-grade spirit flying swords and lifebound flying swords.

Whoosh! In a flash, he traversed a thousand li of space and appeared before Pei He, Lie Shier, and the others.

At this moment, Pei He, Bing Roushui, Lie Shier, and over two hundred ordinary soldiers of the Huo Cang Army had yet to recover from their shock.

It couldn’t be helped. To them, the powerful Void Refiner/Elysian Field cultivators had been reduced to ashes in an instant, and a legendary genius of the Immortal Hall had been slain effortlessly.

Perhaps, to the long-lived Eldritch Sovereigns and Astral Monarchs who had seen countless geniuses, the strength Wu Yuan displayed wasn’t too exaggerated.

But to Pei He and the others, Wu Yuan seemed like a hero stepping out of myth!

"Commander, are you perhaps a direct disciple of Astral Monarch Huo Cang?" Lie Shier couldn’t help but ask. "Or one of the core geniuses of the immortal world?"

"Shier," Pei He immediately interrupted.

"Shier, shut your mouth," Bing Roushui scolded as well.

Lie Shier fell silent, realizing he had spoken out of turn. How could such a peerless genius reveal his secrets with so many eyes on him?

"Commander, Shier is straightforward and doesn’t always think before speaking. Please don’t mind him," Pei He said respectfully.

"It’s fine. When the time comes, you will know. But for now, I am just your commander." Wu Yuan smiled.

His words eased some of Pei He and Bing Roushui’s worries.

After spending two years together, they had come to trust Wu Yuan greatly and knew his character well. However, Wu Yuan’s sudden display of power instilled a newfound reverence in them.

"All aboard the battleship; let’s return to the war base," Wu Yuan suddenly announced with a laugh.

"What? Aren’t we going to the Death Zone?" Pei He and Bing Roushui asked, surprised.

"I just killed an Immortal Hall genius. If we continue, the Immortal Hall might send even stronger geniuses. Though I don’t fear them, it will be troublesome," Wu Yuan explained, still laughing. "So, let’s head back for now."

"Hm, that sounds good."

"Let’s go back," Pei He and Bing Roushui readily agreed, their initial worries dissipating.

In the last battle, they had been nothing more than dead weight. If the Immortal Court sent even more terrifying geniuses and Wu Yuan couldn’t hold them off, it would spell total disaster for them.

…

Whoosh! A spirion battleship sped through space at ten thousand li per second, its terrifying speed deterring ordinary teams that noticed it. Meanwhile, weaker teams couldn’t even attempt to intercept it.

Inside a meditation chamber, Wu Yuan inspected his spoils.

These six Void Refiner and Elysian Field cultivators barely have any artifacts, worth only two to three billion catties of ethercrystal in total. Wu Yuan shook his head slightly. How poor.

Such meager treasures were insignificant to his qi refiner self now.

After two years of slaughter, his qi refiner self had accumulated treasures worth over a hundred billion catties of ethercrystal, nearing the wealth of newly ascended Earth Immortals and Earth Eldritches.

These Void Refiner/Elysian Field cultivators might be poor, but Feng Sheng is truly worthy of being called a genius of the Immortal Court. Wu Yuan mused inwardly.

He had just finished inspecting Feng Sheng’s treasures. Among them were eight battle sabers, battle armor, and a dozen other spirion equipment. Their total value reached two billion catties of ethercrystal.

There were also some cultivation items and peculiar treasures that Wu Yuan estimated were worth over ten billion catties of ethercrystal. The value of this spirion battleship definitely surpassed ten billion as well.

These treasures and wealth don’t mean much to me. Wu Yuan thought. The truly valuable items are just these two.

Wu Yuan closed his eyes slightly.

His Soul Will entered a storage artifact, revealing a small mountain of crystals inside—divine crystals!

Sixty-three standard units of divine crystals. Wu Yuan marveled. This is the real windfall I’ve been waiting for since I entered the Eldritch-Immortal Battlefield.

One divine crystal was worth a hundred billion catties of ethercrystal.

These sixty-three divine crystals had a total value of 6.3 trillion catties of ethercrystal, more than ten times what Wu Yuan had accumulated over the past two years.

This was a colossal sum of wealth.

Many powerful Earth Immortals and Earth Eldritches might accumulate only a few to a few dozen divine crystals over tens of thousands of years unless they ventured on risky expeditions.

My body refiner self can rely on Master Kua Chi and doesn’t have to worry about this, but my qi refiner self can’t always depend on Master Nan Yin. Wu Yuan murmured to himself.

Not to mention, once I break through to the Void Refiner phase, just upgrading my lifebound flying swords to spirion artifacts will cost an astronomical amount.

A lifebound flying sword was a bottomless money pit!

Even if Wu Yuan invested all his current wealth into upgrading it, it would only barely reach the level of a low-grade spirion artifact.

Let’s take it slow. It’ll be at least another hundred years before I break through to the Void Refiner phase. Wu Yuan closed his eyes gently, but his Soul Will remained focused on the last item.

This item was also found within the same storage artifact as the divine crystals.

It was an entirely azure token, crystal-clear like jade, and it exuded an incredibly rich vital aura, akin to a spirit fruit.

On the back of the azure token, a large, lush tree was engraved, bearing abundant fruit. Though it was merely a carving, when Wu Yuan's Soul Will focused on it, the tree seemed almost alive, truly mystical.

On the front of the token was a special ancient script that Wu Yuan did not recognize. Yet, the characters contained Dao's resonance, effortlessly conveying their meaning—Immutable!

The legendary Immutable Token? Wu Yuan murmured, his eyes gleaming.