CHAPTER 168: CHAPTER 168 TOO DISCOURAGING

Next, Jiang Cheng also elevated the remaining rivers of Yin and Yang, Six Desires, Seven Emotions, and Eight Desolates to the Immortal Tier.

With this, all nine of his Martial Dao Marks reached Immortal Level.

Each enhancement left the onlookers in utter awe.

Eventually, they all became numb.

What enlightenment? You’re kidding!

"Sect Leader’s Martial Dao Realm has already surpassed many Profound Immortals in the Immortal Realm."

Mo Chen felt quite helpless, realizing that his previous cultivation knowledge was greatly challenged.

"To elevate all nine Martial Dao to Immortal Level at the Daoist Palace Realm, such a thing has never happened before."

"Sect Leader’s foundation is so profound, there’s never been anyone like him before and likely none to come after..."

"Once he steps into the Ascending to Saint Realm, he’ll immediately be invincible in that realm."

Qingsuo nodded woodenly.

She is at the Ascending to Saint Ninth Layer.

If someone had said before that she could be defeated by someone at Ascending to Saint First Layer, she would have considered it a joke.

But now she couldn’t refute it at all.

To advance from Daoist Palace Ninth Layer to Ascending to Saint, one needs to smelt all nine Martial Daos into one.

Using Martial Dao Enlightenment as fuel, further refine the Daoist Palace to ultimately transform it into a domain unique to the martial artist.

In this process, the higher the Martial Dao Realm, the stronger the final domain will be.

Jiang Cheng’s Martial Dao Realm exceeds that of a Celestial Immortal; the level of the domain he can form might even surpass a Saint Tier Holy Sanctuary.

However, limited by the understanding of the rules, the precision of his control is not as high as Saint Tier.

Since arriving, the Three-Eyed Tiger and Profound Turtle King stood in dumbfounded reverence, gazing upwards.

They felt that their own Holy Sanctuaries were like dilapidated villages compared to a royal palace, with no sense of superiority at all.

Especially the Profound Turtle King, it finally felt a genuine sense of submission.

It couldn’t help but surrender.

Clearly, this was a future giant in the Immortal Realm; becoming his mount didn’t seem degrading at all.

"Once his Spiritual Power meets the requirement, it won’t even take an hour to form a domain."

Qingsuo recalled her own difficult experience in forming a domain back in the day, feeling quite emotional.

The refinement of the Daoist Palace into a domain does have requirements for the Martial Dao Realm.

The nine Martial Dao rivers need at least one at Saint Level, four at King Level.

The last four must not fall below Sect Level.

This is the minimum standard, yet it has stumped countless cultivators.

Moreover, the Ascending to Saint itself presents a bottleneck, and now with the advent of Thunder Tribulations, it has blocked countless genius cultivators.

When Qingsuo reached the Ascending to Saint, she had one at Saint Level and eight at King Level.

This was considered the most outstanding Martial Dao foundation in the Heart Division.

As a result, she was only stuck at Daoist Palace Ninth Layer for three thousand years before breaking through.

While some of the other elders in the Ascending to Saint Race were stuck for tens of thousands of years.

This is where the advantage of a genius lies.

"An hour?"

Mo Chen chuckled softly, saying, "You underestimate the Immortal Level Martial Dao; with foundations like Sect Leader’s, forming a domain will be a matter of moments."

A matter of moments?

Qingsuo and the elders of the Heart Division exchanged glances, feeling that their Martial Dao determination was being severely tested.

Comparing with others can be truly discouraging.

But soon, they were once again shocked.

Below, the great river representing the Nine Palaces on the Daoist Palace expanded and changed color once more, with countless vibrant platinum marks forming instantly.

"Another at Profound Immortal Level?"

Mo Chen’s eyes nearly popped out.

Is there no way for others to survive?

The rest could only look up as if viewing a towering peak.

His realm was too distant, leaving them with little but awe, simply remarkable.

Once this Nine Palaces River took shape, Jiang Cheng paused temporarily.

No help for it, the Mystic Immortal Rhyme was a stroke of luck, not easily drawn.

The next 90 times, only one appeared.

Mo Chen cautiously approached: "Sect Leader, is your enlightenment over?"

"I suppose so."

Sigh, my power has grown once more.

Life truly is as lonely as snow.

With the confirmation, everyone collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

At last, it was over.

If it continued, everyone truly would be struck down.

Martial Dao reaching Immortal Level in moments was too overwhelming.

Seeing everyone’s spirits slightly dampened, Brother Cheng kindly offered them some comfort.

"This is the result of my regular ascetic cultivation and the fruits of accumulated effort, you can achieve this too."

"As they say, the heavens reward the diligent!"

"Three years without flying, then a leap towards the heavens!"

Such words only made things worse.

Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but twitch their mouths, fiercely wanting to retort.

Were you even practicing ascetic cultivation?

It’s hardly been seen that you cultivate, right?

Accumulated effort and sudden success might apply to others, but it’s truly unfitting for you.

"Haha, congratulations to Sect Leader, felicitations to Sect Leader!"

Mo Chen was the first to start flattering, followed swiftly by others offering their congratulations.

With a smiling nod, Sect Leader Jiang thought, all nine Martial Dao at Immortal Level, yet he merely advanced from Daoist Palace Fourth Stage to Daoist Palace Fifth Layer.

Can’t it just propel him directly into the Ascending to Saint Realm?

He now had three Saint Tier underlings, yet remained at Daoist Palace as the Sect Leader, lacking grandeur.

He glanced at the System Warehouse, noticing he still had one Daoist Celestial Immortal Rhyme left.

After elevating all nine rivers, this piece seemed redundant.

It was unfortunate that this intangible, formless item couldn’t be extracted or gifted, or he would have given it to Ji Linghan.

Regrettably, he tapped the Daoist Celestial Immortal Rhyme, only to discover a usage button.

It can still be used?

Driven by impulse, he pressed it.

Then, an extraordinary transformation occurred!

The Daoist Palace slowly soared, rising into the clouds.

Golden light radiated in all directions, like the blazing sun, dazzling to behold!

Mo Chen found that even with his Divine Soul, he couldn’t gaze directly at the Daoist Palace anymore, its form obscured.

He could only see an increasingly intense sphere of light...

In the apex of brilliance, darkness ensued.

At that moment, everyone on the scene seemed to experience a whirlwind of time and space, witnessing strange and magnificent vistas unfolding across the heavens.

All-encompassing, embracing creation and destruction, the Five Elements’ interactions, or the myriad conditions of worldly existence!

The sky seemed to unveil a scroll depicting all Martial Dao.

Except for Mo Chen, everyone was utterly captivated, unable to extricate themselves.

He watched in horror, surveying each person around him.

Though physically near, they seemed impossibly distant, not of this same realm.

"This..."

"What’s happening?"

"Why is this so?"

He could only look to Jiang Cheng for answers.

Jiang Cheng merely smiled.

With a casual wave of his right hand, the tumultuous Daoist Palace gradually calmed.

A jet-black river cascaded from the heart of the Daoist Palace, descending to coexist with the nine Martial Dao Marks, forming a stunning spectacle of ten Martial Dao rivers flowing in unison!

"The tenth one?"

"How could there be a tenth Martial Dao Mark?"