Waiting area.
Du Mingsheng bought two buns and silently returned to the hotel to continue waiting.
A bite of bun, a sip of soy milk.
Such an unparalleled Grandmaster like him, in theory, doesn’t require food—the energy provided by food is almost negligible for such a body.
Yet Du Mingsheng maintained having three als a day.
For nothing else but the mundane flas of life, which made him feel that he was still a human, not a centuries-old monster.
He finished breakfast.
Wiping his mouth, he stood up, and Du Mingsheng imdiately saw familiar chaos fog quietly flowing on the wooden floor of the hotel room, flooding like a river.
"That is..."
He hurriedly perford a respectful greeting.
Monts later, the chaos fog flowing like water had gathered into a vague human form, faintly recognizable as the appearance of a True Man.
"Du Mingsheng of the Second Seat, greets the True Man."
"No need for formalities."
The True Man spoke gently, gazing at the middle-aged man:
"A certain friend wanted to thank you for the information you provided. Today, I’ve co on their behalf for one matter only."
Du Mingsheng trembled slightly, his pupils unconsciously enlarged, and his brows instinctively raised.
He heard the True Man calmly speak:
"Let pass on a gift from them to you..."
"The Thousand-Year Refining Spirit position."
The Six Realms of the Human Path, from the Martial Artist’s Twelve Refinents to becoming a Martial Arts Master,
then to the Grandmaster of Spiritual Minor Perfection and the Grandmaster of the Realm of Perfection.
Du Mingsheng licked his lips, breathing already becoming rapid, heart pounding.
The Fifth Realm, Innate Realm.
Achieving the Thousand-Year Refining Spirit position, thereby breaking the first spiritual limit, and reaching the Sealing Furnace level in physical form,
thus becoming innate.
Finally.
With utmost respect, he paid his thanks, watching as the chaos fog in the form of the True Man sketched a faint light in his hand,
the light shifted, appearing as mysterious characters.
The True Man spoke:
"Are you willing to accept this gift?"
"Willing!"
"Good."
The True Man nodded, extending his finger to lightly tap on the characters ford by countless lights and shadows.
The characters exploded.
Sothing indescribable silently flowed into Du Mingsheng’s body.
In an instant.
He seed to beco ’taller’, the Thousand-Year Refining Spirit position was already established.
Just silently and without a trace.
Du Mingsheng was overjoyed beyond control, perford a grand ritual of gratitude, and when he raised his head again, the figure of the True Man was already gone.
Only a few strands of lingering chaos fog remained, along with the True Man’s fading voice.
"The transaction between you and that certain friend is not yet complete, you still need to use your unique cause and effect to assist that friend once, keep it in mind."
The chaos fog completely dissipated, leaving the hotel empty.
Du Mingsheng silently felt the earth-shaking change within himself, bringing his fingers together, trembling, tapped in the void.
’Tok!!’
A crisp sound echoed in the ears of everyone in the waiting area simultaneously.
The Thousand-Year Refining Spirit position.
With the help from one more deity, he could break the first spiritual limit and connect with the Divine Realm and Different Dinsion!
Thus.
He would beco innate!
"More than a thousand years, passing hurriedly..."
The middle-aged man sighed lightly, unconsciously, tears stread down his face.
Like a millennium obsession, finally dissipating at this mont.
......
Land of Exotic Treasures.
Zhang Fusheng gently closed his eyes; at this mont, he had already ’sold’ his Spiritual Realm, the spiritual accumulation plumted, and the realm slipped to Minor Perfection.
He was now just a Grandmaster who lit four furnace fires.
But it was enough.
This was his best mont, the best realm.
"The Ultimate Leap."
With a thought, sitting in the golden ancient war chariot, his self-will had already escaped into the Eight Sceneries Palace, sitting cross-legged on the ditation mat.
Another thought flickered.
Within the Contract, two items slowly separated, one was the Level 4 Star Beast ’Mixed-Blood Golden Crow at’ obtained from the Golden Legislator Li Guoquan,
the other was the remaining two thousand years of spiritual cultivation history accumulated in the Contract!
The Ultimate Leap was at this mont.
"Breaking Limit....."
"Who says one needs the help of deities to break the first spiritual limit?"
Speaking to himself.
Two thousand years of spiritual cultivation, quietly rged with himself.
The so-called Ultimate Leap, was to achieve a Thousand-Year Refining Spirit position while one’s Spiritual Realm was still at Spiritual Minor Perfection, then breaking the realm with force.
The reason was simple.
Spiritual Minor Perfection was still an Illusory Divine Realm, having minimal connection and entanglent with the Different Dinsion, naturally not being ’burdened’,
Under such circumstances, reaching the Thousand-Year Refining Spirit position was the only way to break the realm with force without relying on deities, directly breaking the spiritual limit!
"Two thousand years of spiritual cultivation, let see when this spiritual limit will open!"
The Celestial Venerate’s deep voice echoed.
At this mont.
[In the first year, I began to hone my spiritual will diligently, picking up White Bone Observation once more, continuing my cultivation.]
[The so-called White Bone Observation, is not the Impurity Observation, Hell Observation, nor a contemplation technique on killing, but rather a practice of compassion.]
[In the second year.....]
[In the three hundredth year, I had already regained the position of Refining Spirit, and I had also glimpsed that vague spiritual limit, but I was not in a hurry to break it.]
[I discovered that the deeper my accumulation, the deeper the treasure of breaking the limit also beca.]
[In the six hundredth year, I saw beyond the vicissitudes, and the mortal world seed to drift away from , six hundred years of silent cultivation, without seeing mundane smoke and fire.]
[In the thousandth year]
[I began to fall into demonhood, but was imdiately corrected by the Contract—this represented that I had reached the limit, but the Contract was absolutely correct, thus the limit was no longer a limit.]
[In the thousand and first year, I fell into demonhood at every mont, each ti becoming slightly stronger, the strong bull demon form grew more powerful, and my spirit also thickened.]
Ti passed, the years flowed.
Every mont, Zhang Fusheng’s face contorted millions of tis, his back unconsciously projected the illusion of the Fla Divine Mountain,
All around, a faint sound seed to echo, resembling the mooing of an ancient ox from primordial tis.
The body of the Strong Bull Demon, or perhaps, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Scripture.
This technique, with its unconventional path, grows stronger with each descent into demonic possession, advancing with each plunge. It is a true Demon Scripture,
and yet it resonates so profoundly with Zhang Fusheng!
In an instant, it was like experiencing a year of spiritual cultivation,
within this fleeting mont, falling into demon possession a thousand tis, correcting it a thousand tis, and then, in another instant, falling into demon possession another thousand tis, correcting it a thousand tis...
Each ti falling into demon possession.
The Fla Divine Mountain and the phantom of the Ox Demon upon it also grew stronger with each descent.
[Thirteen hundred years, I’ve never been absent from the mortal world for so long, imrsed in ascetic practice, ignoring all worldly matters. I gradually attained a sense of purity]
[In falling into demon possession, I also found purity]
[Eighteen hundred years]
[My spirit has accumulated to an imnsely vast level. Deep within my spiritual world, within the depths of my True Spirit]
[A wisp of sothing indescribable was born]
[This is the result of my eighteen hundred years of purity, the result of being away from the mortal world for too long, that is...]
[A wisp of illusory divinity?]
[Second millennium]
[I opened my eyes. The mortal world lay beneath my feet, above was emptiness]
Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes.
Worn and weary.
Two thousand years away from the mortal world, two thousand years of pure and untainted heart.
He beca ethereal, possessing a detachnt that exceeded worldly affairs, an extre sense of indifference and estrangent.
Zhang Fusheng gently sighed a breath of purity.
The portal representing the first spiritual limit shattered instantly.
The Great Limit was broken.
The spirit transcended.
This was rely a beginning.
The accumulated remoteness from the mortal world, akin to the celestial vault in coldness, surged back, pouring into the wisp of divinity within the True Spirit.
Divinity grew solid.
The body trembled violently, three hundred and sixty apertures sparkling simultaneously, his physical form gradually stepping into the Sealing Furnace level.
Grandmaster, great master, cultivating the lting Furnace.
Innate Realm, then, is the Sealing Furnace.
Zhang Fusheng exuded a sense of roundness, his true form impervious, the vast energy generated within him each mont,
all reverted back to himself, strengthening his body by a fraction, thus producing more massive energy—this cycle repeats endlessly.
"So, this is the Innate Realm."
Spirit transcends, body transcends.
Zhang Fusheng murmured softly, finally understanding what the[Innate Realm]was.
"After sealing the furnace, I only take without giving, my body is impervious, my spirit akin to true character inherent divinity..."
He quietly comprehended the grandeur of the innate level.
"Through all these, I’ve transford from one of the mortals within the universe into an independent entity!"
Man, by nature, is a part of the cosmos.
All things in the universe are inherently conserved and cyclical, but the Innate Realm completely closes off one’s essence, qi, and spirit, no longer cycling with the universe’s entities,
In other words, the Innate Ones only absorb and do not contribute.
Every additional Innate Person weakens the universe by a fraction, and over ti, the universe declines, eventually bringing forth a great calamity,
In the great calamity, innately and above fall like rain, as one dies, the universe regains a fraction of its strength, and over ti, the calamity subsides, ushering in a golden age.
Zhang Fusheng clapped his hands with a smile:
"Is that how it is! Is that how it is!"
"Only by attaining the innate can true power genuinely reside in oneself!"
"Only by attaining the innate can one erge independently from the universe—I am a small universe unto myself!"
He stood up and stepped out of the Taoist Palace, looking down.
In the Divine Realm, two thousand years have passed,
The death qi flowing from Luofeng Mountain has spread throughout the Divine Realm, as the divine statues, worshipped by countless Life Souls for two thousand years, also gained a wisp of [Divinity].
There was an illusion that the divine statues seed about to co to life.
Zhang Fusheng stretched out his hands.
"Innate."
The Divine Realm trembled, and vaguely, he seed to see a different dinsion—the Divine Realm began to initially align with the different dinsion!
Five Mansions Temple, Other Shore’s destination, Luofeng Mountain,
all beca more[real]at this mont!
He realized.
"Once I step into the Sixth Realm—the Celestial Human level, the scenes anchored in the different dinsion will appear real yet illusionary."
"And if I advance further, successfully achieving Ascension to God?"
"Then Five Mansions Temple, Luofeng Mountain, Other Shore Flower Cluster... would beco real!"
"In other words, my Divine Realm encapsulates a part of the different dinsion, carrying a part of it!"
Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, yet he felt no joy,
when that mont truly arrived....
The master of Five Mansions Temple could directly appear within his Divine Realm.
"Sothing doesn’t seem right..."
He muttered to himself; why does it seem that the higher the cultivation level, the more entangled the Divine Realm becos with the different dinsion?
Once one becos a deity, to put it nicely, it’s the different dinsion descending fully into the Divine Realm, to put it bluntly...
it’s that the Divine Realm has beco a place carrying the different dinsion, becoming part of it!
Thinking over and over, unable to make sense of it.
He decided not to ponder anymore.
"Three thousand years of spiritual accumulation, a body of Perfection, breaking the spiritual limit, with a body self-sustained and an independent small universe..."
"How strong am I now?"
He did not know.
In a flash of thought, he withdrew from the Divine Realm and returned to his true self.
He opened his eyes.
Below were millions of people prostrating before the divine statue, beside him was Wei Lingzhu, in the distance lay the South Celestial Gate and the eerie Peach Tree...
"Master?"
Wei Lingzhu spoke with so confusion:
"You seem to have... changed sohow."
As she spoke, she sensed sothing unusual and noticed the people below who were worshipping the divine statue were all, without her realizing, looking up at the sky in awe.
She too instinctively raised her head.
Wei Lingzhu stared blankly at the celestial vault above, seeing an enormous ’world’ overhead, oppressively present.
In that illusory world, divine mountains stood, the grand view of the Eighteen Layers of Purgatory floated, and a river ran across the world from east to west, filled with divine light, akin to the Other Shore’s destination...
The Divine Realm descended upon the heavens.
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