Yuan’s Ascension

"How could such a monstrous prodigy exist?"

"How is this possible!"

"He withstood a joint attack of hundreds by himself?" In the Voltari Temple Voidrealm, a group of Archimmortals and Archdeities were in an uproar, their eyes fixed in disbelief on the projection before them.

Wu Yuan's strength had exceeded even their wildest expectations.

"Dual Intermediate Laws at the True Intent stage."

"This..."

"We're in trouble." The highly knowledgeable Astral Monarchs immediately grasped the gravity of the situation, their expressions shifting from shock to apprehension.

They understood what this meant all too well. At this moment, they seemed to foresee the rise of an unparalleled powerhouse whose name would soon echo throughout the macrocosm.

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"How? It would take someone close to an Earth Immortal's strength to achieve that, right?" The Archeldritch and Archimmortals observing from the Cang Feng Eldritch Voidrealm were equally stunned. The scene unfolding before them defied all expectations.

"Longevity True Intent stage, Celestial Body True Intent stage!"

"He’s comprehended the True Intent of two perfectly compatible Intermediate Laws." Several Astral Monarchs from the eldritch voidrealm were equally shocked, their disbelief evident.

"He has won." The figure shrouded in black robes revealed a faint smile, eyes gleaming with elation. "After billions of years, the Eldritch Sovereign will finally have another true successor."

He knew that Eldritch Sovereign Kua Chi had taken many disciples, but those truly worthy of being called successors among his direct disciples numbered fewer than ten. Among those, only a handful had achieved true greatness. Wu Yuan had the potential to join them.

The battle within Battlefield 36 raged on unabated, with the higher echelons of both camps watching closely through the voidrealms.

As expected, I’m able to withstand it completely. The leap from the third to fourth-level True Intent stage of an Intermediate Law is akin to the transition from the third to fourth-level Dao Field stage of a Lesser Law—a qualitative transformation. Wu Yuan mused inwardly.

Each Dao Field stage of a Lesser Law was a realm unto itself, with the third to fourth and sixth to seventh levels marking significant leaps.

The third-level Dao Field stage was the standard Dao proficiency of a late-stage Earth Immortal. The fourth-level Dao Field stage, however, was the standard Dao proficiency of a First Tribulation High Immortal.

With a thunderous roar, Wu Yuan sprang into action, propelling his massive celestial sword array toward the side engulfed in endless flames. His target—Dongli Zhen!

In terms of base mana, I'm nearly at the first-stage Void Refiner phase; in Dao comprehension, I rival a First Tribulation High Immortal; as for artifacts, my nine lifebound flying swords are each close to mid-grade spirion artifacts, plus I have another 700-plus first-grade spirit equipment flying swords—surpassing most Void Refiner cultivators. Wu Yuan reflected calmly. While my combat power may not quite match an Earth Immortal's, it's not far off.

Historically, the most exceptional Amethyst Cradle/Shambhala cultivators could each unleash power on par with Earth Immortals.

Compared to them, Wu Yuan's Dao comprehension lagged by two levels, but his stronger immortal root compensated for it, leaving his overall combat strength only slightly below the Earth Immortal threshold.

Nevertheless, such power was unrivaled among his peers in this era of the Greenridge Macrocosm. Even facing a group of the top geniuses selected from hundreds of millions of immortal continents, along with hundreds of Void Refiner/Elysian Field cultivators, he could still dominate them in battle!

Rumble~ The colossal celestial body sword array surged forward, bulldozing its way through all obstructions. The layers of flames in its path felt like nothing more than tickles, utterly failing to impede its advance.

"Attack!" A dazzling barrage of arcane arts and countless artifacts rained down upon the advancing celestial body, their panicked fury reflected in the chaotic assault.

Yet it was like water striking a boulder—barely slowing the celestial body's inexorable advance, unable to make it budge in the slightest. Most crucially, the speed of this celestial body was terrifyingly swift.

Soon, the massive celestial body was only three thousand li from the Immortal Court camp’s team. The geniuses and Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses clustered around Dongli Zhen.

"Kill!" More than ten Elysian Field powerhouses gritted their teeth and joined forces, swiftly transforming into giants thousands or tens of thousands of zhangs tall, charging toward the celestial body.

With sickening crunches and thunderous booms, their bodies were obliterated in an instant, like eggs crushed beneath a boulder.

All perished in a single moment!

With such a gap in combat power, and no array for support, did you truly think you could obstruct me? Wu Yuan's heart turned cold.

When the disparity in strength reached a certain point, numbers became meaningless.

Wu Yuan's current power was not far from that of a true Earth Immortal. Meanwhile, these Void Refiner/Elysian Field cultivators were merely at the earliest stage of their phase.

"Kill!" Wu Yuan commanded his sword array, pressing on with the assault.

Seeing the instant annihilation of over ten Elysian Field powerhouses, panic set in.

"Flee!"

"Run!" The Immortal Hall geniuses and over a hundred Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses finally broke rank, all thoughts of fighting abandoned as they scattered in all directions, transforming into streaks of light.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the group centered around An Heng likewise dissolved without a fight, beginning their frantic escape.

"Retreat!"

"Hurry!" Among the hundreds of fleeing light streams, a black blur outpaced them all! In fact, it had begun its flight even before the last of the Elysian Field powerhouses had fallen.

I don't need to be stronger than you—I just need to be faster. Teng Duo thought in a panic as he fled with all his might.

Escape? Wu Yuan shook his head slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips. This is precisely what I've been waiting for.

With a thunderous rumble, the three-thousand-li celestial body sword array suddenly shifted. A layer of hazy green and earthy yellow light descended, enveloping a hundred thousand li of space.

An Earth Immortal had a domain range of ten thousand li with Dao comprehension alone. With mana infusion, they could easily cover a hundred thousand li of space.

High Immortals had a domain range of over a hundred thousand li of space with Dao comprehension alone.

Of course, without High Immortal-level mana to reinforce it, and with Wu Yuan having just stepped into this level, his vast domain was spread thin, and its power greatly diminished. Even killing a Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouse would prove challenging.

But at the very least, it slowed the dozens of fleeing Immortal Hall geniuses and hundreds of Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses.

Dongli Zhen, An Heng, and the other top-tier geniuses unleashed their full power in desperate flight. Each could burst forth with strength equivalent to the fifth or sixth-stage Void Refiner phase.

All of you can die now! Wu Yuan's speed was now unmatched. His nine lifebound flying swords coalesced into a sword array, forming nine terrifying divine swords that orbited within thirty thousand li of his body. This was the limit of Wu Yuan's Amethyst Cradle mana's influence.

Then, the nine divine swords howled across the heavens, resembling nine cultivators surpassing the ninth-stage Void Refiner phase unleashing their power simultaneously, striking in different directions.

"No!"

"Mercy!"

"Ming Jian, spare us!"

"Slaughtering us all is tantamount to making an enemy of our Voltari Temple!" The Immortal Hall geniuses cried out in terror and despair.

"You came to kill me; thus you should have been prepared to be killed," Wu Yuan replied coldly, unmoved.

Sword lights carved through the void, producing stomach-turning splats and shearing cracks. Nearly every stroke claimed the life of an Immortal Hall genius or Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouse. None could withstand his strikes!

Even the Shambhala geniuses and Elysian Field powerhouses could only withstand a few more strikes with their formidable vitality.

Wu Yuan's slaughter proceeded at a blistering pace. He made no effort to pursue any particular genius, nor did he deliberately choose his victims. He simply kept killing.

"He's gone mad!"

"This Ming Jian truly has no fear of our Voltari Temple!" The Immortal Hall geniuses of the Voltari Temple despaired, fleeing for their lives.

Yet no matter how swiftly they fled, they could not escape the vast reach of those divine swords. Thirty thousand li? It would take them two breaths just to fly that distance.

Nine swords swept across the air!

As for the Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses? They no longer bothered to beg for mercy, focusing solely on escape. After all, if Wu Yuan dared to slaughter a group of Immortal Hall geniuses, why would he spare them?

Eight breaths later, the battlefield finally fell silent.

"Dongli Zhen is dead."

"An Heng has fallen!"

"Yan Dan perished as well."

"Of the top ten geniuses, four took on the mission, and only Teng Duo survived." The dozen or so Immortal Hall geniuses and scores of Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses who had narrowly escaped immediately boarded their spirion battleships and fled.

Their only wish was to put as much distance as possible between themselves and that terrifying deity of death.

Heavens above! They were all peerless geniuses, yet against Wu Yuan, it had been nothing short of a one-sided massacre.

The air was littered with debris from the battle. Powerful equipment and storage artifacts floated amidst the carnage, silent testaments of the conflict that had just taken place.

27 Immortal Hall geniuses, 254 Void Refiner-level powerhouses. Hmm, not bad, I killed the majority. Wu Yuan mused to himself as he floated in the air, countless flying swords returning to him. One by one, he collected the scattered artifacts.

Wu Yuan made no move to pursue the fleeing geniuses of the Immortal Hall. There was no need for further threats or boasts; his performance had spoken volumes. His enemies were defeated, their spirits broken. That was enough.

Twenty-seven peerless geniuses, all ranked within the top hundred of the Fourth Immortal Hall, had fallen in a single battle, slaughtered by Wu Yuan alone, along with hundreds of Void Refiner/Elysian Field powerhouses.

The magnitude of his accomplishment was unprecedented, a feat unmatched in the billion-year history of the entry-level Eldritch-Immortal battlefields.

With a sweeping motion, Wu Yuan gathered all the treasures, not bothering to inspect them individually.

This battle will likely be spoken of for countless ages by future participants of the entry-level battlefields. Wu Yuan mused inwardly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Though fame was of little consequence to him, the thought of leaving his mark in history was intriguing.

It's time to depart. He thought, his gaze turning to the horizon. There's nothing left worth challenging in this entire entry-level battlefield. I doubt the Voltari Temple will dare send any more geniuses. My performance in this battle should be enough to satisfy Master Kua Chi.

With a blur of motion, Wu Yuan retracted his domain, which had spread across a hundred thousand li. He deactivated the voidrealm surveillance function.

After a quick glance at the map of the mainland, he transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for the nearest battlefield war base.