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Chapter 311: Who the Hell Could Stop Him Now
Chapter 311: Who the Hell Could Stop Him Now
“Master? Master, wake up.”
A voice pierced Lv Yang’s ears as he opened his eyes. Before him stood a crimson-robed beauty with a vermilion mark between her brows, her peerless visage radiating ethereal charm.
Surveying his surroundings, he found himself in a realm of opulence—pearl-draped chambers and embroidered screens, painted beams and carved eaves. Golden light shimmered across vermilion gates, while jade-like crystal windows bathed the palace in a silvery glow. Fragrant incense curled through the air, intoxicatingly sweet.
Yet in the next heartbeat, foreign memories surged into his mind:
“Primordial True Sage—Refining Qi Perfection cultivation sealed, Foundation Building breakthrough attempted. Betrayed by the Holy Sect, they located his sealed cultivation ground and shattered his core foundation.”
“As a result, he was forced to rebuild with a mere fourth-tier Qi foundation, severing his path to ascension.”
“The Primordial True Sage sought the Void Realization not just for the heavens’ sake, but because his conventional path had already crumbled.”
“This is the first tribulation.”
Snapping back to reality, Lv Yang’s gaze swept the chamber. His current predicament mirrored the Primordial True Sage’s, down to the intelligence at hand.
‘What a terrifying No Heaven Realm.’
A chill ran through him. If not for his Golden String Puppet controlling this clone, he’d never discern the true from the false. Every sensation—sight, sound, scent, even his own body—felt utterly real. His cultivation too had shifted. No longer Foundation Building Mid-Stage, he now possessed the Primordial True Sage’s Refining Qi Perfection. Clearly, the No Heaven Realm demanded he play this role to escape. Any techniques beyond that identity were forbidden.
‘Eventually, this No Heaven Realm will spread like wildfire, becoming a coveted fruit position all cultivators covet—even True Monarchs couldn’t halt it!’
Lv Yang instantly grasped the realm’s horror. This was merely the first tribulation. Presently, he could only act as a Refining Qi Perfection cultivator. But as time passed, the Primordial True Sage’s strength would evolve.
‘Once his cultivation surpasses the breaker’s, the breaker gains a trial run of higher realms!’
More importantly—seeking gold.
‘The Primordial True Sage eventually attempted the Golden Seek, another tribulation. This gives Foundation Builders a simulated chance to test it!’ Such an opportunity alone would entice every Foundation Builder.
And according to the Primordial True Sage, each tribulation overcome in the No Heaven Realm grants a corresponding divine ability—a temptation none could ignore.
Worse yet, the realm posed no true death.
‘The No Heaven Realm is an illusory fruit position—flesh and blood cannot enter, nor can divine souls. Only consciousness may pass through.’
Thus, even if a breaker perished here, they’d merely lapse into stupor for days, losing a fraction of karmic fortune. No lives were lost. Weighed against the rewards, the risks were trivial.
Of course, flaws existed.
Time flowed equally between the No Heaven Realm and the external Jie Tian. Those entering became vulnerable in body.
‘But if I use only the clone controlled by my Golden String Puppet, I can sever the connection instantly if needed.’
Lv Yang mused, rising from the jade bed. He glanced at the woman beside him—unfamiliar to the Primordial True Sage, yet recognizable to him.
The Sage’s memories described how his Empty Abyss Qi Sea Dao Foundation was sabotaged by the Holy Sect, collapsing into a mere Qi Sea Dao Foundation.
But what force could degrade a third-tier Qi foundation to such ruins?
“The Heaven-Mending Sutra!”
Lv Yang knew this Holy Sect scripture intimately—its techniques and consequences.
The Heavenly Yin-Yang Dragon-Tiger Clash Array—born from the Heaven-Mending Sutra, woven by 108 Celestial Maidens playing pipa and guqin. Their music ensnared men in sensual ecstasy, draining their True Qi Rank.
An upper-tier formation. Once activated, the 108 Maidens divided into controllers and victims—the former leeching strength from the latter.
But Lv Yang saw through the veil.
The city before him, teeming with giggling beauties, was illusion. Only the women were real—their music and scenery mere distractions. Left unchecked, the formation would plunge him into endless romantic entanglements, eroding his will until he became a hollow shell.
Three escape methods existed:
1. Remain untouched—preserve one’s essence and spirit, resisting temptation.
2. Break through violently—kill indiscriminately until the formation shattered.
3. Use the Heaven-Mending Sutra—the optimal counter, but forbidden here.
Yet as the Primordial True Sage, his hands were tied. The formation’s illusions were potent.
Thus, he chose the only viable path.
‘Time to charge headfirst!’
Activating his Superhuman State, he stormed into the array, startling the Celestial Maidens.
“Fool!” they scoffed. 108 maidens, array-enhanced, could overwhelm any Foundation Builder.
But soon, their confidence shattered.
Lv Yang grew stronger with each clash. One, two, ten, twenty—dozens fell before him. The remaining maidens stared, trembling.
Where was their prey? This was no man—he was a beast, a storm of carnage!
Who the hell could stop him now?
Lv Yang, however, remained eerily calm, eyes cold with disdain.
“I haven’t even used my full strength yet.”
To him, the Primordial True Sage’s defeat here meant only one thing:
Weakness.
(End of Chapter)
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