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Chapter 395: The Celestial Gate Reappears
Chapter 395: The Celestial Gate Reappears (End of Chapter)
In the two-dimensional world, a blizzard raged, blanketing the land in white.
Within the walls of Haiyue City, Lin Yuan strolled through the streets, occasionally pausing to sit and sample the local delicacies.
"Haiyue City, built by the Haiyue Tribe, is far removed from the Twelve Ancient Kingdoms. Conflict is rare here, as the people of the Haiyue Tribe avoid fighting amongst themselves and are very welcoming to outsiders." Lin Yuan mused as he savored the cuisine.
Over the course of ten thousand years, Lin Yuan had thoroughly explored this two-dimensional world. His current visit to Haiyue City was only his second; the last time he had entered the city was eight thousand years ago.
It was only because he had taken a particular liking to a place or a city that Lin Yuan would consider returning for a second time.
And the cuisine of Haiyue City was indeed unique. Lin Yuan's primary reason for revisiting this place was to indulge in its culinary delights once more.
"Eight thousand years have passed, and the original citizens of Haiyue City have long been replaced by numerous generations. Yet, the taste of this food remains unchanged." Lin Yuan took a sip of the beverage, a unique blend of dozens of special fruit juices.
"The snow is getting heavier," he remarked.
Lin Yuan set down his drink and gazed up at the snowflakes descending from the lofty firmament.
In this two-dimensional world, each snowflake was a work of art, resembling lustrous jewels.
Lin Yuan reached out to catch one of the falling snowflakes, examining its intricate structure. It was like a maze, with each strand intricately woven, yet the final formation of the snowflake was perfectly harmonious, reminiscent of a simplified version of this two-dimensional world.
The more Lin Yuan observed, the more engrossed he became, his entire being immersed in the beauty before him.
[*Your comprehension defies the heavens. By observing the essence of snowflakes, your accumulation of insight deepens.*]
So captivated was Lin Yuan by the perfect structure of the snowflakes that he was oblivious to the increasing intensity of the snowfall. Most people had taken shelter indoors, leaving Lin Yuan as the sole figure sitting outside.
"Mother, is that man an outsider?" A curious little girl inside the shop peered at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan's attire set him apart from the other citizens of Haiyue City, making it immediately apparent that he was not a local.
"What a foolish outsider, standing out there in the heavy snow without seeking shelter," the little girl remarked, blinking her eyes.
"You must not judge others carelessly," her mother admonished gently but firmly, a characteristic trait of the women of the Haiyue Tribe, who appeared delicate but possessed a strong spirit.
"Yes, yes, I know," the little girl immediately acknowledged her mistake, her head lowered in contrition.
"However, if he stays out there in the snow much longer, he's sure to catch a cold," the mother frowned slightly, her gaze resting on Lin Yuan sitting in the snow. She hesitated, unsure of what to do.
And then, at that moment—
[*Your comprehension defies the heavens. By observing the essence of snowflakes, you have broken through to the 136th level of Wu Zu.*]
Lin Yuan's eyes sparkled with excitement as he sensed the changes within his body. Unconsciously, he burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
Despite Lin Yuan's attempts to suppress his laughter, the terrifying sound waves caused the air to churn violently. Every citizen in Haiyue City, including the city lord, a Wu Di himself, wore an expression of terror.
"What is that?"
The people inside the shop also covered their heads in pain, their faces contorted with discomfort.
Fortunately, Lin Yuan realized what was happening in time and stopped laughing, preventing any harm from befalling the citizens.
"It's time to leave," Lin Yuan thought, scanning his surroundings before disappearing from view.
Inside the shop, the little girl and her mother finally regained their senses.
"Mother, that outsider's laughter was so scary," the little girl trembled, burying herself in her mother's embrace.
"That outsider must be an extraordinary powerhouse," her mother said, her voice shaking slightly. She glared at her daughter and admonished, "I've told you countless times not to judge others carelessly. We're lucky that powerful individual didn't take offense."
The mother's heart pounded with fear.
The mere sound of laughter had caused such a reaction; even the strongest city lord would likely be unable to achieve that.
If Lin Yuan had taken offense at her daughter's words, their fate would have been dire.
"I understand, Mother," the little girl whispered, tears welling in her eyes as she realized the gravity of her mistake.
Outside Haiyue City, a solitary figure stood in the air.
The heavy snowfall evaporated as it came within a hundred meters of this figure, dried up by the overwhelming aura.
"Ten thousand years," Lin Yuan murmured. "The 136th level of Wu Zu."
He nodded slightly, satisfied with his progress.
It had taken Lin Yuan over three hundred years to advance from an ordinary person in the two-dimensional world to the 50th level of Wu Zu.
However, the journey from the 50th level to the 136th level of Wu Zu had consumed a full ten thousand years.
Lin Yuan was content with this achievement. After all, starting from the 50th level of Wu Zu, each breakthrough for Lin Yuan was not a normal advancement but a struggle against the very fabric of this world, a constant battle to break free from the constraints and suppression imposed by the heavens.
According to his original plan, reaching the 100th level of Wu Zu within ten thousand years would have been satisfactory. Now, having attained the 136th level, he had far exceeded his expectations.
"In these ten thousand years, the number of powerful beings from the Ten Thousand Races seems to have dwindled," Lin Yuan mused as he stood in the air, gazing at the falling snowflakes.
By his estimation, the total number of powerful beings from the Ten Thousand Races in this two-dimensional world should not exceed a thousand.
It wasn't that other powerful beings had been hunted down, but rather, most of them had realized that even if they stayed, they would never be able to leave. Rather than growing old and dying in this two-dimensional world, they chose to give up and voluntarily extinguish their incarnations.
* * *
Luo Chuan Gathering Place.
After evolving over countless years, the once-gathering place had long transformed into Luo Chuan City, with its lord being a descendant of the ancient Charan Valley.
As for Charan Valley himself? He had long passed away.
However, due to Lin Yuan's influence, Charan Valley had lived a comfortable life before his death, and his lifespan was even slightly longer than other cultivators of the same level.
Before heading to Celestial Mountain, Lin Yuan intentionally stopped at Luo Chuan City.
"My dwelling from back then is still here, unchanged," Lin Yuan said as he spotted the cave where he had once secluded himself.
"In this two-dimensional world, I no longer have any acquaintances." Lin Yuan stayed in the ancient city of Luo Chuan for only a short while before leaving.
Soon after, Lin Yuan specifically paid a visit to the capital of the Ancient Blood Rain Country.
Just like Luo Chuan City, the emperor of Ancient Blood Rain Country had changed several times, and the title of Prince of the North had long been revoked by one of the emperors.
Countless years had passed, and people had come and gone. Even most of the powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races would have difficulty enduring for so long, as the normal lifespan of a Wu Zu was only a few thousand years.
To live for ten thousand years, one would have to reach at least the twentieth level of Wu Zu, which was something only a handful of top tenth-level and eleventh-level powerhouses could achieve.
Lin Yuan quietly observed all of this before finally leaving the capital of Ancient Blood Rain Country.
This time, even if he couldn't push open the Celestial Gate, Lin Yuan wouldn't return again.
* * *
Peak of Celestial Mountain.
Numerous powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races had gathered early.
Compared to the 'excitement' during the first appearance of the Celestial Gate, the peak of Celestial Mountain was now much quieter.
Scattered across the area were a few hundred powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races.
"After ten thousand years, my understanding of the ultimate weapon within my body has far surpassed what it was before. I estimate that it can now rival a Wu Zu in their sixties."
At the peak of Celestial Mountain, the Four God Kings stood silently, their eyes gleaming with a hint of battle intent.
In the two-dimensional world, once the powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races reached the tenth level of Wu Zu, they would be suppressed by the laws of this world and find it difficult to make further progress.
However, this suppression was aimed at the cultivators themselves, and the restriction on the ultimate weapons within their bodies would be much weaker. The ultimate weapon within the Four God Kings' bodies also possessed a portion of the essence of a supreme being.
Unraveling the power of the ultimate weapon was far easier than improving their own cultivation realm.
If not for this ultimate weapon, even after tens or hundreds of thousands of years, the Four God Kings wouldn't have been able to cultivate to the sixtieth level of Wu Zu.
"With my current strength, I should be able to compete with the human, Blood Rain," one of the Four God Kings said with ambition burning in his eyes. "Human Blood Rain, your failure to kill me back then was your biggest mistake."
The Four God Kings steadied their minds, their eyes gleaming with fervent battle intent.
Suddenly—
At that moment—
In the center of the mountain peak—
A figure appeared, no one knew when.
"Human Blood Rain."
"Human Blood Rain has arrived."
The surrounding powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races were invigorated, and they all looked over.
In fact, most of them had come to see Lin Yuan one last time and to witness whether he could push open the Celestial Gate.
"Human Blood Rain!"
The Four God Kings were filled with fighting spirit as they looked toward Lin Yuan.
"Hmm?"
Lin Yuan seemed to sense something and glanced at the Four God Kings.
Boom!!!
With just a glance, the Four God Kings' minds buzzed, and their legs trembled uncontrollably. If they hadn't relied on the power of the ultimate weapon within their bodies, they would have collapsed on the spot.
"How is this possible?"
"How could he be so strong?"
The Four God Kings couldn't help but roar in their minds. Just a glance had such an effect on them, indicating that the gap between Lin Yuan and themselves had widened even further than it had been ten thousand years ago.
At the very least, when they had faced Lin Yuan's glance ten thousand years ago, they hadn't felt this way.
"How could human civilization produce such a monstrous being?" The Four God Kings took several steps back, their faces filled with shock as they barely managed to stand their ground.
Lin Yuan turned his head and glanced at the Four God Kings, sensing the intense emotions emanating from them.
In fact, Lin Yuan didn't pay much attention to the Four God Kings.
Ten thousand years ago, they hadn't been his match, and after such a long time, the gap between them had only widened.
Now, the only opponent Lin Yuan saw in this two-dimensional world was the Celestial Gate.
Time slowly passed.
Finally—
In the sky above the peak of Celestial Mountain, the dense spatial fluctuations appeared once more.
A Celestial Gate slowly took form, revealing itself to the gathered powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races.
In the deepest part of the two-dimensional world.
Within the vast space, a half-meter-tall old man yawned in front of a gigantic scroll, slowly opening his eyes.
Ten thousand years in the two-dimensional world was but a brief moment to him, a short nap.
"Let's see what progress has been made in ten thousand years."
The half-meter-tall old man stretched his back and looked at the enormous scroll before him.
The scroll was shrouded in mist, containing a vast and real world within.
"This?!?"
The half-meter-tall old man was stunned as he looked at the scroll, his eyes wide as if he had seen a ghost.
(End of Chapter)
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