My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

The incident in Purple Fate Heaven spread far and wide, drawing the attention of countless Yang God Venerables. After all, this was something unheard of throughout ancient history, highly peculiar.

The White Dragon Abyss Lord, draped in robes woven of jade silk, furrowed her brow. "So he’s the Ten Suns Venerable… With the battle over the Sovereign Seat, the one in Taihuang Palace won’t let him go. This is a difficult matter, truly difficult."

Though she coveted Blood-Robe's bloodline, she couldn't risk confronting Taihuang Palace solely for his sake.

"Before his death, if he could spend one night with me and leave me a child… it would make for a beautiful tale," sighed the White Dragon Abyss Lord.

In time, that child would grow to avenge his father, eradicating Taihuang Palace. What a glorious thought! But, of course, the White Dragon Abyss Lord only entertained the idea; after all, it wasn't practical.

Meanwhile...

In Taihuang Palace, various powerful auras surged.

True Origin Venerable’s eyes gleamed with killing intent. "Hmph, Purple Fate Ancestor and Black Sword are far too audacious, daring to stand in our way!"

Next to him, a Great Supreme Truth Realm being nodded. "To think the Upper Sovereign intervened, yet even so, the Ten Suns Venerable managed to escape."

"He might escape for now, but can he truly evade us forever?" sneered True Origin Venerable.

Now that Taihuang Palace would preside over the Lynia Transformation, they would surely find a way to deal with the Ten Suns Venerable.

The Great Sun Venerable stood by with a complex expression. "Who would’ve thought he was the demonic prodigy Mozhi, who has already mastered two Supreme Truths? If he continues to grow, he’ll be a mortal threat to Taihuang Palace!"

At this, the Yang God Venerables present tensed. The Ten Suns Venerable possessed the potential to challenge even the Great Sun Upper Sovereign. Once, he had commanded the skies with his ten suns, casting fear over all realms. Later, he created an unmatched legacy by comprehending two Supreme Truths.

Such a being, given enough time to grow, was utterly unpredictable.

"An insignificant criminal rising to this level—it's truly astonishing. But his luck has run out; from here on, all that awaits him is Taihuang Palace’s wrath!" True Origin Venerable declared, his words brimming with unhidden killing intent.

Just then, a voice transmission arrived, causing True Origin Venerable to squint in brief surprise.

"He’s hiding in the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land?"

"What? Heaven and Earth Mystical Land?"

The other Yang Gods, too, expressed surprise at this revelation. After all, the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land had recently gained considerable renown. The Hall of Human Sovereign’s Envoy had hidden there, defeating the Banner Master.

"Could it be… that this Hall of Human Sovereign’s Envoy and Qi Yuan are one and the same?" True Origin Venerable spoke, a trace of apprehension flickering across his face.

If it was true that the Ten Suns Venerable had comprehended two Supreme Truths, he was extremely promising; the Hall of Human Sovereign’s Envoy, however, had already fully realized his potential.

"If they’re one and the same… then this is dangerous indeed!"

"Hmph, he's only a countermeasure against the Banner Master. Any one of us could kill him if we strike together! Without the protection of a Great Supreme Truth Realm mark, even with an offensive artifact, one strike from an Upper Sovereign will spell his death," True Origin Venerable growled.

In the sixth heaven of the Immortal Dao, the Great Supreme Truth Realm mark was a protective talisman for those in the Great Supreme Truth Realm.

"It is strange, though; why doesn’t he have a Great Supreme Truth mark?"

"This kind of anomaly—who knows what might happen around him!"

"This sort of enemy cannot be left to roam free. If he manages to condense a Great Supreme Truth mark, he’ll be even harder to handle!"

The Taihuang Palace members were tense, and their eagerness was palpable. They awaited orders from the Upper Sovereign to descend upon the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

...

"Not bad, I’ve gained a few more divine techniques."

Qi Yuan held Jin Li’s small hand, his gaze gentle. This time, Jin Li had followed him from Moon God Palace to Purple Fate Heaven, bringing many divine techniques along with her.

"Hus…band, why do you need so many divine techniques?" Jin Li’s beautiful face was tinged with a blush, her gaze slightly confused.

Since entering the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, Qi Yuan showed no signs of worry or fear. Instead, he leisurely perused the divine techniques, leaving Jin Li puzzled.

"It’s all for… refining the suns. Each technique is roughly equal to one sun, so I must hurry," Qi Yuan explained, closing his eyes to begin modifying the Golden Core chapter of the Qi Yuan Scripture.

Standing by, her voluptuous figure on display, Jin Li gazed at Qi Yuan. "Refine the suns?"

Qi Yuan’s focus was intense as he continued creating the Qi Yuan Scripture.

Before long, the Qi Yuan Scripture made considerable progress.

Qi Yuan paused briefly, glancing at the game loading on his jade scroll.

"The game’s loading bar is almost full… I must hurry and eliminate Taihuang Palace’s threat! Otherwise, if the game’s time flow is too slow and the Lynia Transformation begins, it could spell disaster."

Qi Yuan had devised his grand plan with careful consideration. He needed to eliminate Taihuang Palace's threat before the new game began. After all, if one second in the game equated to ten thousand years in reality, by the time he finished playing, everything would have changed.

Therefore, it was best to deal with Taihuang Palace before entering the game.

Revealing his identity was also part of his plan; otherwise, if he truly wanted to evade the Survey of All Heavens, Qi Yuan had plenty of methods to do so. The only unexpected variable was the vast amount of starlight emanating from his body, almost like waves crashing ashore.

From fleeing Purple Fate Heaven to entering the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, it seemed like he was continually retreating. This made his plan more logical and sensible.

Step by step, he had been forced by Taihuang Palace.

"The Qi Yuan Scripture has already been passed on to Ning Tao. When is Taihuang Palace going to arrive?" Qi Yuan stretched, then lazily lay his head on Jin Li’s lap.

Surrounded by her faint fragrance, Qi Yuan felt a deep sense of relaxation; the fatigue washed away from his body.

Jin Li held Qi Yuan’s head, adjusting her position to make him more comfortable. "Is Ning Tao an elder sister or a younger one?" Her tone held a hint of jealousy.

"Uh..." Qi Yuan was slightly taken aback. "Are you jealous?"

"Why don’t you taste and see?" the Moon Maiden Jin Li pursed her lips, a glimmer of spring water in her eyes. Just as she spoke, she leaned down to kiss him.

The kiss was deep, intense.

After several breaths, they finally parted, Jin Li panting softly, her once-cold face flushed.

"Did you taste it?" Jin Li’s slender arms wrapped around Qi Yuan’s head.

This exchange of power and dominance had shifted, placing Qi Yuan in an advantageous position.

Qi Yuan carefully recalled, "You didn’t taste jealous?"

Jin Li was always fragrant, with no trace of vinegar.

"Try again?" Jin Li’s boldness intensified as she lowered herself.

In the presence of others, she was gentle, refined, and reserved, like a blooming peony. But alone with Qi Yuan, she was daring and seductive, as if she wanted to meld with him, like a peach blossom in full spring bloom.

Who knew how much time passed before she lifted her head and gazed defiantly at Qi Yuan. "Has she ever been like this with you?"

Qi Yuan recognized this tone; it reminded him of the arguments between Purple Fate Xiaolu and An Xunlu.

"Possibly… yes?" Qi Yuan, ever honest, couldn’t lie.

He and Ning Tao, along with Jin Li, had shared many forbidden fruits during their companionship.

Upon hearing this, Jin Li, in a small show of defiance, lightly bit his arm, exerting only minimal pressure.

"And how about this?" Jin Li thought of something else, her gaze shifting.

Her white dress opened slightly from the front, her pale, jade-like skin revealed, delicate and smooth. Unlike Ning Tao and Jin Li’s petite figures, Jin Li’s body was more curvaceous.

She had no excess, but where fullness was needed, she had plenty.

She wrapped her arms around Qi Yuan, their bodies pressed together, her blushing face like a flower in bloom.

The white dress closed quickly again as she held Qi Yuan tightly, as if they were bound together.

"We’re married now…"

"This… hmpf…" Qi Yuan murmured, his face flushed. "This dress is restricting movement!"

Trapped inside her dress, he dared not move too much.

"Has she ever done this with you?"

"No… her dress is smaller!"

"Are you… calling me fat?"

...

Happy times are always fleeting, and Qi Yuan knew his limits.

Although indulgence can be harmful, he was fortunate enough to abstain from drinking, the last time being on the walls of Wugui City, when he sampled Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao’s Daughter Fragrance wine.

But Daughter Fragrance could never match Jin Li’s allure.

Lately, Jin Li had been particularly enthusiastic and warm-hearted, behaving almost like an abandoned pet, seeking his embrace frequently.

This contrasted starkly with her usual Moon Maiden-like dignified and icy demeanor, something Qi Yuan attributed to her insecurity.

He knew Jin Li had been feeling fear, anxiety, and deep-seated vengeance accumulated over millennia.

"It seems I need to take the initiative," Qi Yuan thought with his high emotional intelligence.

He looked at the neatly dressed Jin Li, radiant as ever, her simple, loose clothing barely concealing her ample assets.

"Take off your armor!" he said suddenly, his tone unkind.

Jin Li blinked, her expression a mix of reluctance and anticipation.

"Take off your armor!" Qi Yuan repeated.

...

One day in the sixth heaven was a year and a half in the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

Qi Yuan had spent nearly a year within it.

Finally, Taihuang Palace arrived.

The moment they reached the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, a brilliant light erupted. It was as if a great sun had ascended, illuminating the heavens with overwhelming brilliance. The surrounding area became void of any other celestial body; all that remained was that sun.

"Ten Suns Venerable, come out and meet your death!" A thunderous voice resounded for miles, echoing like a storm.

Beneath the great sun, countless divine beings appeared. Two Great Supreme Truths stood at the forefront, their power causing the earth to tremble.

Inside the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, Qi Yuan smirked lazily. "Oh, mighty Taihuang Palace. Why not come in and meet your end?"

There was no way he would leave the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

Out there, he was no match for Taihuang Palace.

But here, protected by the lingering remnants of the Tattered Robe, Taihuang Palace would hesitate.

"Ten Suns rose to challenge the Sovereign Seat. Where is your bravery now? Why cower within the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land?" True Origin Venerable called, his voice icy.

True, the Saintlight Clan and the Tattered Robe remnants within the abode intimidated him.

But Qi Yuan merely stretched languidly, too stubborn to be lured out.

“You…” True Origin Venerable seethed, his face twisting in anger.

If the Ten Suns Venerable stayed hidden, there was little Taihuang Palace could do for now.

However, True Origin Venerable believed Taihuang Palace would eventually find a way to deal with him.

“Speak slowly; don’t strain yourself. The time flows fast here, so I’m off for a bath. I’ll come back to argue with you later!”

With that, Qi Yuan vanished, speaking the truth.

Time flowed quickly here, giving him ample time to rest, ponder, or grab a bite before returning to the verbal sparring.

“Enough!” True Origin Venerable thundered. “Begin refining the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land!”

At his command, countless Yin God experts emerged, aligned with the great sun behind them, attempting to refine the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

True Origin Venerable understood that dealing with the Ten Suns Venerable would not be resolved in a single day.

Meanwhile, Qi Yuan continued his leisurely taunts from within the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land. "Keep it up! I’ve already finished my bath."

This bizarre scene persisted, with True Origin Venerable ranting tirelessly outside while Qi Yuan relaxed, trained, and even strolled around with Jin Li, occasionally lobbing back a perfect retort.

---

Within Purple Fate Heaven, storm clouds gathered ominously.

With a pale face, Purple Fate Xiaolu spoke up. "I heard Taihuang Palace has surrounded the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, and Senior Blood-Robe is inside. He won’t… he won’t be in danger, will he?"

Her worry this time was far greater than before. After all, Taihuang Palace itself was involved, with a Supreme at their helm.

An Xunlu, noting Xiaolu’s worried expression, abandoned her usual mockery and offered a reassuring tone, "With Senior Black Sword and our ancestor on our side, even Taihuang Palace… can’t kill Blood-Robe so easily!"

Of course, this was just reassurance. The overwhelming power of Taihuang Palace presiding over the Lynia Transformation was intimidating. Even other Supremes might not openly shelter Blood-Robe. And Black Sword, still short of reaching the Great Supreme Truth Realm, couldn’t alter the outcome.

Xiaolu looked uneasy. "I certainly hope so."

At this, Purple Fate Daxue interjected, "Frankly, I’m not too worried about Blood-Robe’s safety. For someone who rose from the lower realms to take over three thousand worlds, he likely has numerous hidden cards. Besides… hiding in the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land should keep him safe from Taihuang Palace for some time."

Daxue hadn’t met the Ancestor but had spoken with other Yang God Venerables, gaining a better understanding of the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

"Rather than worry for him, we should worry about ourselves. I fear… Taihuang Palace, being what it is, might use us of Purple Fate Heaven to coerce him out."

Her words left Xiaolu even more pale. "I refuse to become a pawn for Taihuang Palace to threaten Senior Blood-Robe. If they come, I’d rather die!"

Outside Purple Fate Heaven, Ancestor Purple Fate listened to his young descendants’ discussion, a look of resignation in his eyes. He knew all too well the truth in Daxue’s words.

When Qi Yuan had fled to the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, he had done little but go to meet the Abyss Lord. Just then, a ripple of energy surged through the void.

Dressed in black, Black Sword appeared, with his usual elegance now tempered with a weightier demeanor.

Upon seeing him, Ancestor Purple Fate hurriedly asked, "How did it go?"

Black Sword shook his head slowly. "I went to Celestial Loft Heaven, but the Lord there did not receive me."

Celestial Loft Heaven had always been a close ally of Black Demon Abyss. If Black Demon Abyss were to call on external support, Celestial Loft Heaven would be the best choice, given that it housed a Supreme.

Ancestor Purple Fate’s shoulders slumped, confirming his worst fears. "The Lord of Celestial Loft Heaven won’t intervene, nor will the Moon God Sovereign… Alas, things are looking grim."

"The White Dragon Abyss Lord, however, did say she would be willing to sneak into the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land," Black Sword remarked.

Ancestor Purple Fate’s eyes lit up briefly.

"She’s willing… to preserve Blood-Robe’s bloodline," Black Sword added with a sigh.

The light in Ancestor Purple Fate’s eyes faded. "Absurd! I’m not interested in his progeny. I want Blood-Robe alive."

"The other sacred lands refused to see me as well. As for the Supreme Truth Association…" Black Sword’s gaze turned complex. "If Blood-Robe were willing to part with a fragment of his soul and a drop of his vital blood, they’d agree to mediate and offer him protection."

Ancestor Purple Fate’s face grew heavy. At this level of cultivation, giving away one’s soul and essence to another cultivator was akin to baring oneself completely, defenseless. How could Blood-Robe possibly accept that?

Ancestor Purple Fate knew that he himself would never agree to such terms.

"Is there no other way?" he asked.

Black Sword took a deep breath. "In the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, the Tattered Robe spirit lingers. Blood-Robe should be safe enough in there."

He looked at Ancestor Purple Fate. "During this time, exercise caution. Don’t leave Purple Fate Heaven casually. If things become untenable… then retreat to the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land."

Black Sword’s words held a warning.

Ancestor Purple Fate nodded solemnly.

At that moment, a stream of light shot down suddenly from the sky.

"Senior Black Sword, there’s been a disaster in the Black Demon Domain! Demonic corruption has erupted everywhere—please, return swiftly to suppress it!" The visitor was a Supreme Yang God, his expression urgent.

"What? The Black Demon Domain is in turmoil?" Black Sword’s usual composure was shaken.

The Black Demon Domain was a powerful artifact of creation, though not an offensive one, but the most valuable treasure of Black Demon Abyss. Many of Black Demon Abyss’s beings originated from there. If anything went wrong with the domain, the bloodlines of Black Demon Abyss could weaken drastically.

The council had appointed Black Sword as the custodian of Black Demon Abyss, making him responsible for the domain’s welfare. Now that something had gone awry, large or small, he had to return immediately to resolve it.

Masking his anxiety, Black Sword turned to the Supreme Yang God, saying, "I’ll go at once."

He gave a meaningful look to Ancestor Purple Fate. "Take care, stay cautious, and we’ll speak again once I return from the Black Demon Domain."

With those words, Black Sword and the Supreme Yang God disappeared from sight.

Left alone, Ancestor Purple Fate looked out toward the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, then back at Purple Fate Heaven, his expression somber.

"A storm is brewing…" he murmured.

Some half-hour later, he sighed quietly.

"It’s no longer just a storm brewing; it’s already here."

Suddenly, an ancient voice echoed across the skies of Purple Fate Heaven.

An immense pressure descended, dark as storm clouds poised to strike.

Ancestor Purple Fate straightened, his figure becoming imposing. Gone was the hunch he had carried in the shadows of Black Demon Mountain. His eyes gleamed with razor-sharp intensity.

"Saint Wuming, so you’ve come!" he called out.

The name Saint Wuming belonged to the Abyss Lord himself.

The figure of Saint Wuming remained concealed in the void, visible only as an ominous dark cloud.

"You were too greedy… too timid. If I had known then what I know now, I’d never have given you the chance to forge your offensive artifact of creation!" Ancestor Purple Fate snarled, glaring into the void.

Long ago, Black Demon Abyss had faced a crisis, plunging the entire clan into dire straits. Both Ancestor Purple Fate and Saint Wuming had the chance to forge offensive artifacts of creation, and Ancestor Purple Fate had been one step ahead, his opportunity seemingly greater. But Black Demon Abyss’s resources could only sustain one such artifact.

In the end, Saint Wuming had betrayed Ancestor Purple Fate, securing the artifact for himself. With it, he had single-handedly saved Black Demon Abyss from collapse.

"Purple Fate Ancestor, you always put too much value on sentiment, never grasping that in this world, true power lies only in what you hold in your hands," Saint Wuming’s voice was cold. "I don’t regret my actions. If I could go back, I’d do it again, but more perfectly.

"With your character, if you had forged an offensive artifact of creation, becoming the master of Black Demon Abyss… would the Abyss have reached its current glory?

"Black Demon Abyss would never be among the top ten realms!

"In fact, with the upcoming Lynia Transformation, it might be destroyed in your hands!"

In the sixth heaven, Black Demon Abyss was the most powerful force outside the sacred lands with their resident Supremes.

Ancestor Purple Fate’s face twisted in fury, his body surging with murderous intent.

He released his semi-complete offensive artifact, his aura soaring to a terrifying height.

Saint Wuming’s ancient voice remained calm. "You’ve made countless friends across the realms, and now… Blood-Robe is in grave danger, and I myself stand over Purple Fate Heaven. Has anyone come to help you?"

Ancestor Purple Fate let out a cold snort, refusing to engage further.

"Why don’t we make a wager?" Saint Wuming’s tone was casual. "Do you think Blood-Robe will emerge from the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land… for your sake? For the sake of Purple Fate Heaven?"

He had no fear that Ancestor Purple Fate would break through his blockade and escape. Firstly, he had already laid a trap around Purple Fate Heaven. Secondly, he counted on Purple Fate Ancestor’s character—he would never abandon his people.

To Saint Wuming, this seemed laughable, a fool’s morality holding him captive.

Were it Saint Wuming, he would abandon his people if necessary. After all, as long as he lived, his clan would live.

Ancestor Purple Fate’s gaze darkened.

He understood well that Saint Wuming was using him and Purple Fate Heaven to coerce Blood-Robe.

On one hand, he hoped Blood-Robe would consider the greater good and avoid Taihuang Palace’s trap; on the other, he hoped Blood-Robe would not be so callous as to ignore their plight.

"Saint Wuming, how dare you boast so brazenly?" Ancestor Purple Fate roared, expanding his form, unleashing a terrifying aura that swept through Purple Fate Heaven.

In this place, he wielded the power of the Great Supreme Truth, a level of defense even Saint Wuming’s offensive artifact of creation could not easily breach.

Ancestor Purple Fate hoped Blood-Robe would understand, weighing the pros and cons, that he would not give in to Taihuang Palace’s coercion.

"Fight!"

"Do you really think I can’t kill you?" Saint Wuming’s voice turned sinister. "But with the Lynia Transformation yet to begin, it would be a waste for you to die now, unable to enter the Hall of Oneness."

As he spoke, a drop of blood appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Ancestor Purple Fate’s expression shifted dramatically. "The Root Demon Blood… so it really was you!"

The blood in Saint Wuming’s hand was unmistakably Root Demon Blood.

Back when Black Sword was ambushed by Root Demon Blood, there had been a shadowy hand guiding the attack from the background. Ancestor Purple Fate had suspected the Abyss Lord but found it difficult to believe.

After all, Black Sword’s strength was vital to Black Demon Abyss. And yet, it now appeared that the Abyss Lord himself had been the orchestrator.

This revelation felt ironic, a bitter jest. It was akin to questioning why the king would lead a rebellion against his own kingdom.

---

Outside the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

True Origin Venerable received news of this with a grin.

He’d been exchanging verbal blows with Qi Yuan for days, but the different time flow in the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land allowed Qi Yuan to multitask, which frustrated True Origin Venerable.

However, bound by the dignity of Taihuang Palace, he had to contain his irritation.

Now, with his attention drawn back to the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, he was invigorated. "Ten Sun Venerable, if you don’t come out soon, you may find Purple Fate Heaven reduced to ruins by the time you do."

Within the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, Qi Yuan’s expression was calm. "Your Supreme and elite forces are all gathered here, yet you still have energy to spare to trouble Purple Fate Heaven?"

At that moment, the Great Sun had not yet appeared outside, but its attention was fixed upon the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land. Taihuang Palace’s remaining high-ranking combatants were also focused on this land, wary of any intervention from the Supreme Truth Association.

This suggested that Taihuang Palace had few additional forces available to attack Purple Fate Heaven.

If they intended to kill Ancestor Purple Fate, a Supreme’s intervention would be required.

"The Abyss Lord of Black Demon Abyss has already committed to aiding our Supreme in his assault on Purple Fate Heaven, and that battle is already underway."

True Origin Venerable raised his hand, projecting an image into the sky.

The scene showed two powerful auras locked in combat, with one side evidently overpowering the other. The figure struggling under the assault was none other than Ancestor Purple Fate.

"Ancestor Purple Fate possesses the Great Supreme Truth Realm, meaning that even the Abyss Lord cannot kill him outright.

“Old man, suffer for me… endure it, and I promise I’ll avenge you!" Qi Yuan’s tone was lazy, as if unbothered.

True Origin Venerable was not surprised by Qi Yuan’s indifference. Narrowing his eyes, he added with a sly smile, "But what if the Abyss Lord wields Root Demon Blood?"

"What?" Qi Yuan’s face shifted in feigned shock, his performance flawless.

In truth, this revelation was unexpected.

Qi Yuan had long foreseen Taihuang Palace leveraging Purple Fate Heaven to threaten him. However, he hadn’t felt too worried, believing that as long as the Supreme did not intervene, Ancestor Purple Fate’s life would not be endangered, since the Supreme’s focus was locked on him here.

The introduction of Root Demon Blood, however, had indeed taken him by surprise.

Qi Yuan knew that Ancestor Purple Fate had been suppressing his own power for years, postponing the arrival of the Root Demon Calamity. Yet, if triggered by Root Demon Blood in his current state, there was a real risk that Ancestor Purple Fate might fall.

"Hmph. A calamity is a calamity. If that’s the old man’s fate, then so be it," Qi Yuan replied dismissively, continuing his act.

Inwardly, however, he felt weary.

His power was still too lacking.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be forced to play cat and mouse with Taihuang Palace. A single punch would have blown away the dark clouds hovering above.

"Ten Sun Venerable, there’s no need to deceive yourself," True Origin Venerable’s voice remained icy. "If you stay inside, the Root Demon Blood will be used. And when you finally step outside, you’ll likely only find the body of Ancestor Purple Fate."

At that moment, countless eyes across the six heavens watched this scene unfold, their sight extending through various artifacts of creation.

"This Taihuang Palace… how despicable, using Ancestor Purple Fate as leverage!"

"If Taihuang Palace had any integrity, they wouldn’t have gained the Hall of Oneness’s approval!"

"This… Ten Sun Venerable, what a pity!"

"What a dilemma…" one Great Supreme Truth master lamented. "Even if Ten Sun Venerable refuses to come out, Taihuang Palace’s Supreme could eventually find a way to breach the Mystical Land and kill him with overwhelming force."

"Ten Sun Venerable’s talent is unparalleled; who could have expected that someone from the lower realms could topple three thousand worlds, eradicate the demon clans, and bend them to his will?

"Not to mention, he has grasped two Supreme Truths. This monster of a cultivator—heaven knows if there will ever be another like him!"

"The Taihuang Supreme will never allow him to rise. Who knows to what heights he might ascend if he’s left unchecked?"

"Could it be that fate truly favors Taihuang Palace? If not for their oversight of the Lynia Transformation, they would never have uncovered Ten Sun Venerable’s identity. With his talent and intelligence, if he’d waited a few million years in hiding, what could Taihuang Palace do then?"

Although the Supreme was wary of the Tattered Robe’s spirit and dared not venture into the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land alone, with enough time to prepare, he would eventually enter and obliterate Ten Sun Venerable.

If the enemy were a typical Great Supreme Truth cultivator with an offensive artifact, the Supreme would find it difficult—almost impossible—to kill them.

But Ten Sun Venerable, despite his overwhelming power, had not yet consolidated his Great Supreme Truth, meaning he could barely withstand an assault from the Supreme.

That was the terror of a Supreme.

It was safe to say that the Great Supreme Truth acted as a shield to protect the lives of Great Supreme Truth masters, making it hard for Supremes to kill them outright.

"Three days from now, if you have yet to emerge… the Root Demon Blood will be unleashed!" True Origin Venerable announced coldly, presenting Qi Yuan with an agonizing dilemma.

Every great cultivator held their breath, eager to see Qi Yuan’s response.

"I’ve always hated being forced," Qi Yuan spoke, his former laziness gone.

He stepped forward, staring down True Origin Venerable.

"Why don’t we switch it up? Let me be the one forcing Taihuang Palace… to make a choice?" Qi Yuan’s voice was calm, his words resonating across the heavens.

"Ridiculous. What power do you have to coerce Taihuang Palace into anything?" True Origin Venerable sneered.

"Now that you’re trapped, your death… is merely a matter of time."

"What can you do, weak as you are?" sneered the Yang Gods of Taihuang Palace, their words dripping with contempt and mockery.

To them, Blood-Robe posed no true threat.

In their eyes, Supremes were unrivaled, invincible.

"Oh, really?"

Qi Yuan’s expression shifted into a strange smile.

"Then watch closely. See what I have in store."

With Qi Yuan’s words, a mysterious, ancient, and primordial aura pervaded the heavens.

The energy seemed to contain the truths of creation itself, the universal rules that shaped existence.

And those laws and principles… swirled around a single door!

It was unlike any door, impossible to grasp yet incomparably sacred and magnificent.

Both real and dreamlike, it stood alone in the void, instantly becoming the center of all existence.

"The Door of Supreme Truth—it’s the Door of Supreme Truth!" someone gasped, their voice trembling with awe.

"This aura—there’s no doubt. It’s truly the Door of Supreme Truth!"

"The greatest artifact of creation in the immortal world, the Door of Supreme Truth!" another Great Supreme Truth cultivator murmured, spellbound.

"The Door of Supreme Truth!" Even the Supremes trembled as they witnessed this.

It was, indeed, the Door of Supreme Truth!

The ultimate artifact of creation in all of the immortal realms!

Whoever obtained it would be beyond all calamity, impervious even to the Lynia Transformation. Entering it for a million years, they could then emerge… unrivaled under the heavens!

"Correct. This is indeed the Door of Supreme Truth," Qi Yuan said with calm authority.

To him, it was the myriad-faceted "Gate of  Myriad Principles," but to the denizens of the immortal world, it was known as the Door of Supreme Truth.

"Great Sun Supreme, you should be able to see the Door of Supreme Truth," Qi Yuan continued, a smile forming. "Soon, I’ll step through it and cultivate for a few million years. When I emerge, I’ll return to settle accounts with Taihuang Palace."

"So I’d advise you to get ready. It would be a shame if you all died before I stepped back through."

True Origin Venerable’s eyes flickered with fear.

All his calculations had failed to predict that Ten Sun Venerable might possess the Door of Supreme Truth.

Stunned, he wanted to shout, *Fellow cultivator, if you had the Door of Supreme Truth, why didn’t you say so earlier… or maybe you could have just gone straight into the Door of Supreme Truth for millions of years and emerged to claim the Supreme title of Great Sun? What were you doing wasting time outside, provoking Taihuang Palace while you were still so weak?*

"Ten Sun Venerable, will you truly abandon your friends and loved ones in Purple Fate Heaven just to step through that door?" True Origin Venerable attempted to leverage his voice, amplifying it with authority, though it carried a note of hesitation.

Inwardly, however, he was anxious.

If it were him, or nearly anyone else, they would have surely forsaken Purple Fate Heaven and entered the Door of Supreme Truth.

In Purple Fate Heaven, Ancestor Purple Fate suddenly broke into laughter. "Do you see this, Saint Wuming? Blood-Robe has the Door of Supreme Truth. You’re dead now, and Taihuang Palace is headed for ruin. Ha, how delightful!"

Though still locked in fierce combat, both Ancestor Purple Fate and Saint Wuming had projected part of their consciousness to observe the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

Now, as Blood-Robe displayed the Door of Supreme Truth, all of the Six Heavens trembled.

This tremor surpassed even the time when Blood-Robe had been seen radiating an ocean of light during the Survey of All Heavens.

It was easy to understand why.

Consider it like this: if on Earth, a woman giving birth to a ten-headed child would capture people’s attention, the arrival of an elixir for eternal life would captivate everyone entirely.

The Door of Supreme Truth held such allure, igniting fervent desire across the Six Heavens.

Saint Wuming’s expression darkened as he absorbed this.

Ancestor Purple Fate felt the urge to send a transmission to Qi Yuan, urging him not to worry about Purple Fate Heaven and instead enter the Door of Supreme Truth.

Back outside the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land.

Qi Yuan fixed his gaze on True Origin Venerable, his tone calm. "There’s one thing I despise above all else: being forced. It’s in my nature to rebel."

"Just now, you tried to pressure me. But now… it’s my turn to pressure you."

He lifted his gaze toward the Great Sun blazing above.

"Great Sun Supreme, do you dare follow me into the Door of Supreme Truth?"

"I’ve laid countless traps within this door, waiting for you to step in."

"If you lack the courage to enter, then I’ll simply go in alone. I’ll cultivate for a million years, then return, and by then… you will all be dead."

"Right now, the only chance for survival rests with you. So, do you dare follow me into the Door of Supreme Truth?"

As he stood there, calm and collected, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Every Great Supreme Truth master and Yang God who heard his words was momentarily stunned.

None had expected Qi Yuan to challenge the Great Sun Supreme… to enter the Door of Supreme Truth.

But how could he dare?

Even with a web of traps laid in the Door of Supreme Truth, how could those tricks compare to the absolute power of the Great Sun Supreme?

Could Ten Sun Venerable be planning to surrender the Door of Supreme Truth?

And yet, some among the Great Supreme Truths felt an undercurrent of doubt.

Qi Yuan was no fool; he clearly understood what he was proposing. There must be a scheme in his plan.

"A step toward heaven, a step toward hell," Qi Yuan said, slowly advancing out of the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land. "Great Sun Supreme, will you follow me… into this abyss?"

"Or do you intend to wait a million years, only for me to emerge and personally send you to hell?"

With those words, Qi Yuan and the Door of Supreme Truth stood visible outside the Mystical Land.

Without hesitation, Qi Yuan dove into the door, which started fading rapidly, seemingly about to vanish.

Countless cultivators and Great Supreme Truth masters held their breath, eager to see how the Great Sun Supreme would respond.

Observing this scene, even the Supremes felt a tremor within themselves and came to a decision.

If it were them in the Great Sun Supreme’s place, regardless of their own confidence, they would also follow Qi Yuan into the Door of Supreme Truth.

Firstly, there was Qi Yuan’s provocation and threat.

Secondly, as a Supreme, they held immense confidence in their strength, undeterred by any potential traps.

And lastly, it was the Door of Supreme Truth itself—the most sought-after artifact of creation in the immortal realm.

Within the Six Heavens, just as the Door of Supreme Truth was about to dissipate, the Great Sun, embodying unmatched power, surged into the Door of Supreme Truth at the last possible moment.

In an instant, darkness swept over the skies, and the aura of the Door of Supreme Truth vanished entirely.

Numerous eyes remained fixed on the void outside the Heaven and Earth Mystical Land, contemplative expressions adorning their faces.

Because… this outcome had defied all expectations.

If the Great Sun Supreme were to secure the Door of Supreme Truth, then, indeed, the Six Heavens would be irrevocably altered, with the Great Sun Supreme reigning supreme over all.

For many, questions lingered. How could Qi Yuan have dared to reveal the Door of Supreme Truth, knowingly allowing a wolf into his den?

In that suspended moment, countless cultivators felt a collective heartbeat, a mixture of suspense and anticipation.

They knew they would not have to wait long for an outcome.

Because, with the power of a Supreme, subduing a Great Supreme Truth cultivator without a consolidated Great Supreme Truth would be as easy as turning a hand.