Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1200: Azure Saint Tomb (1)

The battle that erupted at the Immortal Court’s Ling Jiang Saintdom set the entire cosmic sea ablaze. Countless powerhouses across the Eternal Realms and Saint Realms sang praises of Wu Yuan’s might, recognizing him as a truly formidable being now rising to prominence in the cosmic sea.

As a sempiternal lifeform, Wu Yuan’s potential was staggering. The consensus among the cosmic sea’s myriad powerhouses was that once he broke through, he would likely possess the strength of a Peak True Saint or even a Full True Saint.

Dao Zenithel? That too seemed within reach. Across the vast cosmic sea, Dao Zenithels stood at the pinnacle. They served as pillars in various major factions, often as supreme leaders.

And in terms of individual might, True Saints could also be considered formidable existences within the cosmic sea. After all, in the vast expanse of the cosmic sea, how many True Saints were there in total? Their numbers were accumulated over hundreds of samsara cycles of heaven and earth.

However, while the world outside churned with activity, it did not affect the movements within the Ling Jiang Universe. In a vast, dim void, devoid of even a speck of dust for hundreds of millions of light-years, lay a special region of the Ling Jiang Universe where almost no matter existed.

Ordinary powerhouses rarely ventured here, as there were no treasures to be found.

But True Saints knew that this place was where the fabric of spacetime in the River of Universes was thinnest within the entire Ling Jiang Universe.

Whoosh! Wu Yuan and True Saint Luan Jiang arrived here, followed shortly by True Saint Bu Xiu and True Saint Taiyuan, who approached unhurriedly.

Hum~ Hum~ Accompanied by distortions in spacetime, imposing figures radiating eternal Dao resonance appeared one after another. Each stood millions or even tens of millions of li tall. In terms of aura, they were no weaker than True Saint Luan Jiang, True Saint Taiyuan and the others.

As eternal powerhouses who had merged various Daos and were not constrained by the limitations of eternal singularity, most cultivated multiple paths, with the path of matter being of utmost importance.

For True Saints, with their extremely high Dao cultivation levels and overarching perspectives, it was quite easy to cultivate the path of matter to the Overlord level given enough time. Only forging an Eternal Matter Body proved truly challenging. Because of this, the true bodies of True Saints were exceptionally massive.

“Daoist Wu Yuan.”

“Daoist Taiyuan has arrived.”

“Daoist Luan Jiang.” The newly arrived True Saints greeted one by one, their faces bearing smiles, appearing exceedingly courteous.

True Saint Taiyuan, True Saint Bu Xiu and the others responded in kind.

Although most of these True Saints belonged to different factions and were not born in the same samsara cycle of heaven and earth, they still occasionally interacted since their Saintdoms were within the same universe.

In the end, eight True Saints gathered in total.

Five of them had just been invited here by True Saint Luan Jiang, True Saint Bu Xiu and the others.

Only in this place could these True Saints feel at ease. Even if Wu Yuan wanted to kill them, they could tear through the fabric of the River of Universes at any time and escape into the cosmic sea.

“Everyone, it has been a long time since we Saints of the Ling Jiang Universe have sat down for a proper chat.” True Saint Luan Jiang said with a smile, drawing the gazes of the assembled Saints.

They waited for True Saint Luan Jiang to continue.

“It’s a pity that True Saint Yun Hai and True Saint An Yu got involved in our war with the Immortal Court and perished,” True Saint Luan Jiang continued. “We can no longer discuss the Dao together.”

At this, apart from True Saint Bu Xiu and True Saint Taiyuan, the other five True Saints frowned slightly, sensing that there was more to True Saint Luan Jiang’s words.

“Very well, I’ll get straight to the point. The war is between my Eldritch Court and the Immortal Court, and does not concern the rest of you,” True Saint Luan Jiang said with a smile. “In the last battle, my Eldritch Court emerged victorious. I’ve invited you all here today to discuss just one matter.

“I hope that you, my fellow Daoists, will voluntarily give up your Saintdoms, destroy your Saint Realm anchor points, and promise not to enter the Ling Jiang Universe for the next two samsara cycles of heaven and earth.”

Silence fell.

The smiles faded from the faces of the five True Saints, with some even revealing hints of anger as they glanced at Wu Yuan.

Everyone understood that while True Saint Luan Jiang was the one speaking, it was Wu Yuan who would truly benefit.

“Luan Jiang, your Eldritch Court is being far too overbearing,” a man in golden armor spoke with an imposing air, snorting coldly. “You want us to abandon our Saintdoms? To hand over the entire universe to your Eldritch Court? On what grounds?”

“Exactly!”

“Our Saintdoms were not easily established.”

“What gives you the right?” With one True Saint taking the lead, the others spoke up, expressing their dissatisfaction and even showing slight hostility.

Establishing a Saintdom was indeed crucial for them. Presiding over a Saintdom in a universe often allowed them to nurture a large number of subordinates over multiple samsara cycles of heaven and earth. With luck, if they could cultivate someone capable of stepping into eternity, that person might even become a True Saint.

A True Saint one nurtured from weak beginnings often formed extremely close bonds with them. On the path to eternity, having a trustworthy ally of similar strength was undoubtedly a great advantage.

Not to mention the power of Faith… Various factors made these True Saints reluctant to give up their Saintdoms easily.

“So, you are unwilling to withdraw?” A cold voice suddenly rang out.

All other voices fell silent.

The five True Saints quieted down, looking with great trepidation towards the source of the voice—Wu Yuan.

In the past, the Eldritch Court would never have dared to make such demands. But now they dared to propose this, and the True Saints didn’t dare to reject it immediately. Why? Because of the terrifying power Wu Yuan had displayed!

“Daoist Wu Yuan.” The towering man in golden armor, his eyes flashing with anger, spoke in a low voice. “You’ve already killed Yun Hai and An Yu. Do you intend to slaughter us all?”

“Daoist Wu Yuan, we respect you and can withdraw, but shouldn’t there be some compensation?”

“Who will make up for our losses?” Two more True Saints spoke up in succession, but their attitudes had clearly softened.

They didn’t truly dare to stand firm against Wu Yuan.

True Saint Luan Jiang was about to speak, but a glance from Wu Yuan silenced him, and he closed his mouth.

“Everyone! I bear no grudge against you, but you know what my goal is.” Wu Yuan’s voice was cold as his icy gaze swept over each True Saint.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, “Kill you all? If you dare to threaten my cultivation, do you think I wouldn’t dare?”

Silence reigned! The five True Saints stared at Wu Yuan in shock, seemingly unable to believe what they were hearing.

“I won’t make things difficult for you,” Wu Yuan said coldly. “As long as you destroy your Saintdoms, demolish your Saint Realm anchor points, and make the promise… the territories currently held by your various factions will remain unchanged. My Eldritch Court will only occupy the Immortal Court’s territory.

“The Overlords and Sovereigns under your command can continue to cultivate in peace until the end of this samsara cycle of heaven and earth.

“However, if any of you are unwilling?” Wu Yuan’s voice deepened. “Then don’t blame me for turning hostile.

“One hundred years! If your Saintdoms still stand after a hundred years, I will consider it a declaration of war against me.

“Remember, the Ling Jiang Universe is now under my control.”

Whoosh! Wu Yuan transformed into a streak of light and departed.

He quickly vanished from the perceptions of the shocked and bewildered True Saints.

“Everyone.” True Saint Luan Jiang said with a bitter smile, “Everything will remain as is until the end of this samsara cycle. This is already the greatest mercy Overlord Wu Yuan can show… A hundred years is enough time for you to dismantle your Saintdom headquarters at your leisure.

“If you are unwilling, then be prepared to go to war with Wu Yuan. But by that time, even if Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu were to speak up, he might not listen.” True Saint Luan Jiang said, “I hope you all will cherish this opportunity.”

Whoosh! True Saint Luan Jiang also left, leaving behind a group of increasingly confused True Saints.

“The Eldritch Court is too overbearing,” the man in golden armor gritted his teeth. “Everyone, we can’t just give up like this, can we?”

“Taiyuan, Bu Xiu, what are your stances?” A True Saint suddenly spoke up to inquire.

Immediately, the gazes of the others turned towards them.

“Let’s wait,” True Saint Bu Xiu suddenly spoke.

“Bu Xiu, you’re saying we should observe the situation further, to see if Wu Yuan will really take action?” The man in golden armor’s eyes lit up.

“Ku Xue.” True Saint Bu Xiu glanced at the golden-armored man. “I meant, wait a moment. Think for a moment before speaking and don’t be so impulsive. No one here is a fool.”

The golden-armored man was taken aback.

But True Saint Bu Xiu’s words caused the assembled True Saints to fall into deep thought. Most began to report to the Dao Zenithels behind them, waiting for their decisions.

After all, when they established Saintdoms in the River of Universes, it was the factions behind them that truly reaped the most benefits.

Time passed.

Before the Dao Zenithels behind them could reach an agreement, one of the True Saints suddenly tensed: “Not good, Wu Yuan has gone to the An Yu Temple.”

The An Yu Temple was the Saintdom established by True Saint An Yu.

“What?”

“He’s really gone there. The grand array defending the An Yu Temple’s headquarters has already been breached.” The golden-armored True Saint Ku Xue’s expression darkened.

The expressions of all the True Saints shifted.

Another moment passed.

“Seven Overlords and nearly thirty thousand Sovereigns at the An Yu Temple headquarters have been captured by Wu Yuan and imprisoned in Xiantian artifacts.” Several True Saints received the news simultaneously.

But this was just the beginning.