All were annihilated in the flood.
The world trembled, flickering between light and dark as a dead silence perated the entire sky.
The runes on these creatures grew stronger and stronger. But Wang Xiu sensed that the greatest fortune was still ahead.
He stopped in his tracks and looked down to find that his "body" was beginning to blur, as if it could dissipate at any mont, preventing him from continuing his journey.
He was startled for a mont before he realized sothing. "Divine Soul... So that’s how it is?"
This place was the world within the God and Demon Murals, a place only the Divine Soul could enter. To comprehend the mysteries within them required not only insight but also a powerful Divine Soul. The stronger the Divine Soul, the farther one could travel, reaching deeper into the mural’s world to encounter even more incredible runes.
From a certain perspective, those born with stronger Divine Souls often possessed superior insight as well.
However, those who entered the Holy Realm were all young prodigies. Their Cultivation Levels were generally not as high as the older generation of cultivators, so the strength of their Divine Souls was limited. Very few could travel deep into this place.
If this mural space were a road, almost no prodigy could complete even a tenth of it. A few outstanding heaven’s favorites, with the talent to dominate an era, could reach the one-fifth mark at their absolute limit.
And now, Wang Xiu had almost reached the one-third mark. Even with his Divine Soul strength far surpassing ordinary prodigies, he was nearing his limit. If he continued further, his Divine Soul would be unable to bear the strain and would ultimately be forcefully expelled from this Secret Realm.
The corner of Wang Xiu’s mouth twitched as he thought to himself, You could have said so earlier...
rge, Great Luo Supre Divine Sense!
HUM!
In an instant, his Divine Soul body erupted in a dazzling golden light, like a great sun, even dispersing the overwhelming mist within the mural’s world.
Countless pieces of information, as vast as a sea of stars, flooded into Wang Xiu’s mind.
Great Luo Supre Divine Sense, hailed as a Supre Technique!
In ancient tis, during the most prosperous era of cultivation across the myriad realms, thousands of Daoist Magics flourished. Mana cultivation was but one path among many.
Besides that, there were those who only cultivated the physical body, seeking a single drop of their blood that could endure myriad calamities without being destroyed. Others focused on cultivating rit, using their imnse virtue to exchange for rewards from the Heavenly Dao and achieve the title of Holy God. Still others concentrated on faith, gathering the power of belief from the masses to defy the heavens.
The great Daos were innurable.
There was one race, known as the Spirit Clan and counted among the Innate Divine Clans. They were born with exceptional gifts, possessing a Divine Soul as vast as a galaxy, capable of creating or destroying all things with a single thought. This clan possessed no physical bodies, cultivating only Divine Sense and Divine Soul. Relying on their Divine Sense for visualization, they could create or destroy worlds, their power terrifying beyond asure.
The Great Luo Supre Divine Sense was the legacy technique of this very clan.
This was the technique Li Xuanqi had boasted to him about before. He had never found a chance to rge with it.
Now, the opportunity had arrived!
In that instant, the winds and clouds of the mural world surged.
Unimaginable divine radiance shot out from the depths of the Firmant. The world, which had been on the verge of collapse, seed to be reborn with vitality as ancient phantoms of Demons and Gods appeared in the sky. There were Supre Ancient Buddhas, ten-thousand-zhang-tall Ancient Gods, and demonic gods that blotted out the sun...
Densely packed, they filled the Firmant. And all of them bowed deeply in Wang Xiu’s direction.
RUMBLE!
At this mont, the Chaos mist roiled.
Wang Xiu’s Divine Soul expanded continuously, as if absorbing the divine power of the entire world. It grew to tens of zhang, then hundreds, then thousands... until he beca a giant who, with a re gesture, seed capable of splitting the heavens and opening the earth.
"This feeling... it’s too wonderful!"
Wang Xiu looked down at his imnse divine body and clenched his fists.
If the Divine Souls of ordinary cultivators were too small and weak to reach the depths of this path, then his was now large enough. He had a feeling that not only could he easily reach places others couldn’t, but if he wished, he could even cause this entire place to burst apart!
He took a single step forward. The world shattered, and all visions vanished, returning to nothingness.
The mist roiled before receding into insignificance.
The entire world dissipated, leaving only an indescribable, ancient rune floating quietly in the void.
...
「anwhile, Outside.」
The first God and Demon Mural that Wang Xiu was comprehending suddenly burst into flas. It erupted with an unprecedented, terrifying light, so brilliant that it completely subrged Wang Xiu’s figure.
At that mont, the ground shook.
All the prodigies were shocked. Many who were in a state of comprehension were jolted out of it, leaping to their feet to stare in that direction.
"What’s going on?"
"What is that aura?"
"Damn it, why is the mural on fire? Who did that?"
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