Chapter 269: The Strongest Lifeform the Spirit Realm Has Ever Seen
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In the distant Xiaoyao City, within the Lin Mansion.
Lin Yuan sat with his parents, Lin Jianping and Shen Zhen, enjoying a spiritual meal and pleasant conversation.
For five hundred years, the fame of Martial Ancestor has spread throughout the Three Thousand Dao States. Even the strongest Immortal King of the prehistoric era, the Rebellious Immortal King, has willingly submitted to his might.
However, very few know of Martial Ancestor's parents, and this is a result of Lin Yuan's intentional suppression.
His stay in the Spirit Realm is limited, and he cannot always protect Lin Jianping and Shen Zhen. He can only try to dissociate them from his identity as the Martial Ancestor as much as possible.
"Chang'er, taste this spiritual dish," Shen Zhen said with a smile, and Lin Jianping beside her was equally intrigued.
After the meal...
Lin Yuan remained silent for a moment before speaking up, "For a long time from now, I may not be able to return."
With only a decade or so left before his allotted stay in this realm comes to an end, according to Lin Yuan's plans, this would be the last time he sees his parents.
"A long time?"
Lin Jianping and Shen Zhen's expressions turned slightly dejected, but they had expected as much. Lin Yuan was too dazzling, revered as the strongest existence of the era, overlooking the Three Thousand Dao States.
Such a great being would undoubtedly have more important matters to attend to.
"Chang'er, don't worry about us. We are content with our current lives," Lin Jianping said.
If not for Lin Yuan, their Lin family would still be a minor clan in Xiaoyao City, far from the exalted status they enjoyed now.
"If you need any help, find Li Qing. She will make the necessary arrangements," Lin Yuan nodded.
Leaving the Lin Mansion...
Lin Yuan walked through the streets of Xiaoyao City.
Five hundred years have passed, and Xiaoyao City has long become the most prosperous center of the Dongyun Dao State.
The city has undergone countless expansions, now spanning millions of miles, with countless True Immortals and Half-Step Immortal Kings entering and exiting daily, and even the occasional Tribulation-Transcending Immortal King gracing its streets.
The Martial Dao cultivation system has spread far and wide throughout the Three Thousand Dao States, rivaling the prestige of the Immortal Dao cultivation system. In the dozens of Dao States centered around Xiaoyao City, the Martial Dao system even surpasses the Immortal Dao.
It could be said that the prosperity of the Martial Dao cultivation system has reached its pinnacle, and even Tribulation-Transcending Immortal Kings and Supreme Immortal Kings dare not shake its foundations.
"My current strength has reached a certain limit," Lin Yuan thought to himself.
Over two hundred years ago, Lin Yuan had already perfected the fourth stage of the Eighth Stage of the Martial Dao cultivation system.
With that, the Eighth Stage could be considered fully explored, and Lin Yuan had even begun to attempt to infuse the Tai Chi rules into the spatial rules, making progress and currently achieving a fusion of two to three percent.
Additionally, in his comprehension of the core spatial rules, Lin Yuan has already comprehended five thousand five hundred types of core spatial models.
In five hundred years, Lin Yuan has comprehended nine hundred types of core spatial models, an efficiency that cannot compare to the one thousand six hundred models he comprehended in the previous three hundred years.
However, it is worth noting that out of the seven thousand seven hundred and eighty-two types of core spatial models, the difficulty of comprehension increases as one progresses. Many Eighth Stage ultimate evolvers have been stuck on a particular spatial model for thousands, if not tens of thousands, of years.
For Lin Yuan to comprehend nine hundred types of core spatial models in just five hundred years, with almost no bottlenecks, is absolutely monstrous.
"There are still over two thousand types of core spatial models left to master before I can completely grasp the full spatial rules," Lin Yuan thought.
Spatial rules are the pillar rules of the Main World, and many Ninth Stage powerhouses have yet to master them. While it is theoretically possible for Eighth Stage cultivators to master the complete spatial rules, it is just that—theoretical.
In the long history of the Main World's universe, how many Eighth Stage powerhouses have realized this theory? Breaking through from the Eighth to the Ninth Stage requires the fusion of rules, but as a pillar rule, spatial rules do not need to be fully mastered for fusion.
At the Eighth Stage, attempting to comprehend spatial rules is akin to trying to comprehend more cosmic powers—both are extremely time-consuming endeavors that may hinder one's breakthrough to the Ninth Stage.
"Five thousand five hundred types of core spatial rules are enough to support a body world spanning seven hundred and fifty thousand miles. Coupled with the thirteen-fold base boost from absorbing the liquid in the Mysterious Gourd..."
"My body world has now surpassed nine million seven hundred and fifty thousand miles, approaching a hundred million miles."
The green liquid within the Mysterious Gourd was far more challenging to absorb than the previous three liquids, and in five hundred years, Lin Yuan had only managed to absorb about ninety-nine percent of it.
Theoretically, completely absorbing the first four liquids within the gourd should amplify his body world by thirteen-fold.
Now, Lin Yuan had already reached a thirteen-fold increase, indicating that he was close to fully absorbing the green liquid.
"The power of creation," Lin Yuan thought, recalling the greatest gain from his recent journey.
While the previous gains were significant, they could have been achieved anywhere, not necessarily in the Spirit Realm.
However, the power of creation was different. Only in the Spirit Realm, where the suppression of such cosmic powers was lifted and with the cooperation of the various Immortal Kings, could Lin Yuan's comprehension of the power of creation be described as a quantum leap.
"So far, I have mastered twelve types of higher-level creative powers and over sixty types of ordinary creative powers."
In fact, in the last three to four hundred years, Lin Yuan had essentially given up on comprehending ordinary creative powers.
This was because the higher-level creative powers encompassed the essence of the ordinary ones to a certain extent. Comprehending a single higher-level creative power was equivalent to comprehending several or even a dozen or more ordinary creative powers.
"Twelve types of higher-level creative powers..."
Lin Yuan's eyes gleamed with fervor, but his attention wasn't on these twelve powers. Instead, he was sensing the primal force of creation within his body world, a force he had comprehended from the treasure that fell from the Ninth Heaven and once belonged to the Rebellious Immortal King.
This treasure was linked to the end of the prehistoric era.
The Rebellious Immortal King had speculated that this treasure contained a mysterious power that surpassed higher-level creative powers, but despite his best efforts and even occupying the Eighth Heaven, he had not comprehended a single bit of it.
"Primal Creative Power," Lin Yuan's heart stirred with excitement. With his heaven-defying comprehension talent, it had still taken him over four hundred years to grasp this power from the treasure.
He named this creative power 'Primal Creative Power' to symbolize the force of creation at the beginning of all things.
Even the first stage of the Primal Creative Power could suppress the third stage of higher-level creative powers. Lin Yuan himself was astonished by the might of this creative power.
"With over a decade left of my allotted stay, it's time to venture into the legendary Ninth Heaven," Lin Yuan decided, and this was the reason he had bid farewell to his parents.
A decade or so wouldn't make much of a difference even if he continued to seclude himself. Instead, he chose to explore the fabled Ninth Heaven.
In the grand hall of the Martial Temple...
Lin Yuan sat in the main seat, with dozens of powerful Martial Temple cultivators standing respectfully below him.
In the five hundred years, added to the previous three hundred, the Martial Dao cultivation system had produced eight Seventh Stage powerhouses under Lin Yuan's guidance and cultivation.
And Li Qing, Lin Yuan's personal disciple from the Lower Realm of Zhongtu Shenzhou, had even opened her body world and entered the Eighth Stage of the Martial Dao.
"Martial Ancestor," the dozens of Martial Temple cultivators exclaimed fervently, bowing to Lin Yuan.
"Martial Ancestor, you are the strongest in the Three Thousand Dao States. Even the Tribulation-Transcending Immortal Kings show you utmost respect. Why should we hold back?" A young Martial Dao Seventh Stage cultivator asked quietly, his voice laced with doubt.
Lin Yuan turned his gaze towards the young cultivator, his eyes sharp.
This Seventh Stage cultivator possessed rare Martial Dao talent, specializing in the path of thunder and the comprehension of world-annihilating thunder. He was exceptionally skilled in offensive techniques.
"From this day forward, I will not return to the Three Thousand Dao States. You will have to rely on yourselves, so tone down your actions or face the consequences." Lin Yuan's eyes held a detached calmness.
With Li Qing, a Martial Dao Eighth Stage cultivator, holding down the fort, along with the might Lin Yuan had left behind, the Martial Dao cultivation system would likely face no issues for millions, if not billions, of years.
Lin Yuan's words were a reminder to these powerful cultivators of the Martial Temple.
"Where is Martial Ancestor going?"
The other Martial Temple cultivators' faces changed as they heard Lin Yuan's intention to not return to the Three Thousand Dao States.
"Just take care of yourselves," Lin Yuan said without further explanation. Although he could descend upon the Spirit Realm again by expending ten strands of realm-breaking source power, he would not do so unless absolutely necessary.
Even if the Martial Temple were destroyed, as long as the Martial Dao cultivation system continued to spread, Lin Yuan would not intervene.
**Eighth Heaven**
The Rebellious Immortal King, the Creator Immortal King, the Supreme Immortal Kings, and others gathered at the entrance to the Ninth Heaven.
"Why has Martial Ancestor summoned us here?"
"Could it be that he intends to venture into the Ninth Heaven?"
"Martial Ancestor's strength is awe-inspiring. Perhaps he truly has the ability to enter the Ninth Heaven."
"The entrance to the Ninth Heaven bears the marks of the ten strongest lifeforms the Spirit Realm has ever seen since its creation. While Martial Ancestor is indeed powerful, compared to the ten strongest beings of ancient times and the present..."
The various Supreme Immortal Kings whispered among themselves. The history of the Spirit Realm was shrouded in mystery, but in the earliest epochs, there were even beings that came into existence alongside the heavens and the earth of the Spirit Realm itself.
Even with Lin Yuan's heaven-defying talent, he might pale in comparison to those ancient beings that were as old as time itself.
Just then, Lin Yuan's figure appeared without a sound.
"Martial Ancestor."
"Martial Ancestor."
"Martial Ancestor."
The Supreme Immortal Kings, including the Rebellious Immortal King, immediately ceased their conversation and bowed slightly to Lin Yuan.
"I intend to enter the Ninth Heaven. If you wish to watch, you may do so here." Lin Yuan glanced at the assembled Supreme Immortal Kings.
Having said that, Lin Yuan disappeared.
He reappeared at the entrance to the Ninth Heaven.
"Is Martial Ancestor really going to venture into the Ninth Heaven?"
"Quick, watch! This is something that may not happen even once in an entire epoch."
"I wonder how far Martial Ancestor will be able to go."
The various Supreme Immortal Kings' spirits were stirred, and they began discussing the event excitedly.
The entrance to the Ninth Heaven consisted of a ten-layered passage.
Each layer bore the mark of a powerful lifeform, totaling ten in all.
These ten marks belonged to the ten strongest lifeforms the Spirit Realm had ever seen.
"Although I possess the strength of the strongest Immortal King from the prehistoric era, I am still helpless before the mark of the first lifeform. I wonder if Martial Ancestor can defeat it?" The Rebellious Immortal King said with anticipation.
Five hundred years ago, when faced with Lin Yuan, he knew he was no match and had submitted without resistance.
The Rebellious Immortal King knew that Lin Yuan was powerful, but he did not know the true extent of his strength. Now, he would finally get to witness it.
"First Lifeform."
Lin Yuan entered the passage, and a humanoid figure clad in red armor swiftly took form amidst the swirling mists.
This figure stood tall, bathed in endless light and heat as if it were the very sun of the Spirit Realm itself.
Although the first layer's lifeform mark was the weakest of the ten, it still belonged to one of the top ten strongest beings in the entire history of the Spirit Realm.
Even the Rebellious Immortal King, the strongest being of his epoch, had no means to resist this entity and would be utterly crushed.
"You..."
The armored figure looked down at Lin Yuan, its eyes devoid of emotion, driven only by its instinct to battle.
Outside the passage.
The Rebellious Immortal King and the other Supreme Immortal Kings watched with wide eyes.
From this battle, they would be able to gauge Lin Yuan's true strength.
"I wonder how many moves Martial Ancestor can withstand." The Rebellious Immortal King observed keenly, expecting a protracted battle. In his opinion, even if Lin Yuan managed to win, it would be a close call, and there was a significant possibility that he might not succeed.
Inside the passage.
Lin Yuan appraised his opponent as well.
"I don't recognize you." Lin Yuan shook his head slightly. The Spirit Realm had endured through countless epochs, and countless powerful beings had been lost to the annals of history.
Lin Yuan had some knowledge of the Three Thousand Dao States epoch and a little about the prehistoric era, but his understanding of beings from even more ancient times was limited.
"I've already comprehended the power of creation that you possess." Lin Yuan's interest began to wane, and he decided to end the battle swiftly.
Boom!
Lin Yuan raised his right hand and pressed it forward.
Terrifying world power surged forth, and the armored figure was crushed into nothingness in an instant, unable to withstand even a single blow from Lin Yuan's mighty display of strength.
With Lin Yuan's internal world spanning nearly a million li in size, coupled with the amplification of various powers of creation, his might was already at an extreme level. He needed no intricate techniques or secret arts to achieve a crushing victory.
"What?!"
"Is it over already?!"
"Martial Ancestor is too strong!"
Outside the passage, the Supreme Immortal Kings were left stunned.
They had been speculating about how many moves Lin Yuan could withstand, but the reality was the opposite. The tenth strongest lifeform in the history of the Spirit Realm couldn't even withstand a single attack from Lin Yuan.
"Martial Ancestor..." The Rebellious Immortal King was also incredulous. He had tried challenging the first layer before and knew how terrifying it was.
Yet, the powerful being manifested by the first layer's lifeform mark was like a fragile infant before Lin Yuan.
Inside the passage, Lin Yuan swiftly moved past the first layer, reaching the second, third, fourth, and fifth layers.
These lifeform marks took on various forms, not limited to humans. There were true dragons, celestial winds, qilins, and other terrifying lifeforms.
These beings far surpassed the Supreme Immortal Kings, but in Lin Yuan's eyes, they were as insignificant as ants. They were no different from the armored figure from the first layer.
With a single strike, they were pierced through.
Soon...
Lin Yuan arrived at the tenth layer.
This lifeform was, without a doubt, the strongest the Spirit Realm had ever seen.
Amidst the swirling mists, Lin Yuan stood still, awaiting his opponent.
After a while, a towering figure emerged from the depths of the mist.
This figure had the appearance of a young man, and within his body, boundless vitality flowed endlessly like a mighty river.
(End of Chapter)
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