Seven-colored lightning struck the silver light barrier, emitting a dull thud. The lightning then exploded, transforming into a dazzling seven-colored glow that engulfed the barrier.
Before the lightning glow could dissipate, a second bolt of seven-colored lightning struck, quickly followed by a third, a fourth, and more.
The roar of thunder was incessant, and the lightning glow continuously expanded.
After the eighth bolt of seven-colored lightning struck, the seven-colored thunderclouds churned and surged like boiling water, transforming into a massive, thick seven-colored thunder python.
The seven-colored thunder python swooped down from high above, leaving a white streak in the air.
A whooshing sound filled the air as a shower of multicolored glittering sand flew out from the lightning glow. Spinning rapidly, it transformed into a five-colored giant fist shimmering with spiritual light, rising to meet the thunder python.
The five-colored giant fist collided with the seven-colored thunder python. The thunder python's massive body twisted violently before suddenly exploding into a huge mass of seven-colored lightning glow. The ground shook intensely, and dust filled the air.
Bai Yuqi and Liu Hongxue were not worried; it was merely seven-colored divine thunder.
A burst of laughter, resonating throughout the heavens and earth, emerged from the seven-colored lightning glow. Liu Hongxue and Bai Yuqi beamed with joy.
As the lightning glow dissipated, Wang Yingjie stood within a shimmering silver light barrier. His face was pale, but his expression was one of intense excitement.
Reflecting on his cultivation journey over the years, Wang Yingjie was overcome with a mix of emotions.
From the day his spiritual roots were detected, no one in the clan, from the elders down to his peers, had high hopes for him. They believed he didn't need to cultivate so diligently, as there were many examples within the clan of people who married young, took wives and concubines, settled down to enjoy life peacefully, and lived carefree for over a century.
Wang Yingjie neither believed in fate nor accepted it. Without a strong background or exceptional talent, his only path was diligent cultivation; there was no other way.
For Wang Yingjie, diligent cultivation was the only path where he could find hope and his only means of changing his destiny.
From Foundation Establishment to Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Body Integration, and Mahayana—he resisted countless temptations. Especially when he was in the lower realms, no one, including Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, believed he could advance to the Spirit Transformation stage. Many clan elders even busied themselves trying to introduce potential partners to him.
In the Dongli Realm, no Spirit Transformation cultivator with five spiritual roots had appeared in 200,000 years; Wang Yingjie was the first.
Upon arriving in the Xuanyang Realm, the situation improved slightly. Other cultivators, aware of Wang Yingjie's aptitude, did not look down on him, as Mahayana cultivators with five spiritual roots had appeared in the Xuanyang Realm before.
Even so, Wang Yingjie continued to cultivate diligently. Even when conditions improved, he dared not slack off; instead, he worked even harder, knowing that success was hard-won.
"Mahayana! I did it," he murmured. No one could truly comprehend his feelings at that moment.
From childhood, no one had encouraged him to cultivate diligently, believing he was wasting his time. Yet, he repeatedly astonished the clan elders and pushed past his own limits, finally reaching the Mahayana stage today.
Liu Hongxue and Bai Yuqi flew over, their faces beaming with smiles. "Congratulations, husband, on reaching the Mahayana stage," Liu Hongxue said with a smile.
"With this, our clan now has seven Mahayana cultivators!" Bai Yuqi exclaimed, overflowing with joy.
"How is the clan?" Wang Yingjie asked, as Wang Huayue had remained on Qinglian Island.
"An inter-realm war has broken out," Bai Yuqi replied truthfully. "Old Ancestor Qingshan led a team to battle, and Huayue went with him." She then recalled something and added, "Oh, right, the Old Ancestor instructed that once Yingjie stabilizes his realm after advancing to Mahayana, he and Hongxue should return to Qinglian Island. We will remain in Canghai."
Canghai could not support three Mahayana cultivators, and furthermore, the clan needed more Mahayana cultivators to oversee its affairs.
Wang Yingjie nodded. "Once I consolidate my realm, I will return with my wife," he said.
Wang Yingjie and Liu Hongxue returned to their residence, while Bai Yuqi dispatched someone to handle the aftermath.
The Tianyuan Continent, located in the northeastern part of the Tianyuan Realm, is vast, rich in spiritual energy, and abundant in cultivation resources.
The Tianyu Mountain Range, located in the southwestern part of the Tianyuan Continent, stretches for tens of millions of miles.
A giant ship, shimmering with yellow light, floated above the Tianyu Mountain Range. The characters "Shi Jian" were visible on its sails.
Over a hundred cultivators from the Shi Jian clan stood on the deck, their brows tightly furrowed. They had traveled through three realms, but after reaching the Tianyuan Realm, they encountered a problem.
A handsome young man in white robes floated high in the sky; judging by his aura, he was clearly a Mahayana cultivator.
After a while, a golden light and a yellow light flew over, landing on the Shi Jian. They revealed a graceful young woman in a golden dress and a pot-bellied old man in yellow robes. Both were Mahayana cultivators.
The young woman in the golden dress was named Tong Xi, an early-stage Mahayana cultivator. The old man in yellow robes was named Qian Lei, also an early-stage Mahayana cultivator. Both of them hailed from a subsidiary tribe of the Shi Jian clan.
"Fellow Daoist Shi," Tong Xi reported, "we have investigated. This spatial node has indeed been sealed off; we will need to find another one."
They had intended to travel to the Biyun Realm, but several spatial nodes leading there had been sealed off by Biyun Realm cultivators. To reach the Biyun Realm, they would either have to use a Realm-Breaking Disk to open a passage. However, their landing point could be anywhere—either in the Biyun Realm or another realm—and even if it were in the Biyun Realm, there was no guarantee of a safe landing spot.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I wasn't misleading you, was I?" the young man in white robes said, spreading his hands somewhat helplessly. "It's not that we are unwilling to cooperate; it's simply that the Biyun Realm has sealed off those spatial nodes."
"We'll try other places," Shi Pan snorted. "I refuse to believe we can't reach the Biyun Realm." He formed a hand seal, and the Shi Jian shimmered with greatly increased spiritual light, ascending into the high sky.
The young man in white robes let out a long sigh of relief. If they had truly been allowed to travel to the Biyun Realm from here, it would have caused significant trouble, potentially spreading the war to the Tianyuan Continent of the Tianyuan Realm.
The young man in white robes transformed into a white rainbow and flew towards the depths of the mountain range.
Not long after, he appeared at the entrance of a magnificent golden palace. The three silver characters "Tianyu Hall" were written on its plaque, and its main gates were tightly shut.
The young man in white robes took out a green token. With a gentle flick of his wrist, a green light flew out and vanished into the gates, which immediately swung open.
He walked inside. Within the hall was a massive silver array, at the center of which lay a Void-Spanning Divine Crystal; it was clearly an inter-realm communication array.
He cast a spell, and the array shook violently as innumerable array patterns lit up brightly. A captivating illusion of a young woman in a golden dress appeared above the array.
"Madam Bai," the young man in white robes began, "Fellow Daoist Shi and his group have left. As far as I know, they encountered obstacles elsewhere too, but this won't stop them. They will reach the Biyun Realm sooner or later, so please be careful."
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Zhang," the illusion of the young woman in the golden dress said gratefully. "When this matter is resolved, our Bie clan will certainly reward you handsomely."
"I owe you a great favor," the young man in white robes stated gravely. "Consider this me repaying it. We don't want to get involved in the inter-realm war." He added that he owed the other party a great favor from years ago, and he was informing them now to repay it.
The Biyun Realm had been prepared for a while. Except for the spatial node leading to the Tianqiong Realm, all spatial nodes connecting to other realms had been sealed. Of course, only the commonly used spatial nodes were sealed; with a realm-breaking treasure, one could still cross into the Biyun Realm from an adjacent realm, but safety would not be guaranteed.
"Don't worry, we also don't want war to break out in our neighboring realms," the illusion of the young woman in the golden dress continued gratefully. "In any case, the information you provided is of great help to our Bie clan. Next time we meet, I will certainly present you with a generous gift."
The young man in white robes nodded and severed the connection.
"Since Fellow Daoist Shi intends to deal with the Bie clan, he should have made plans long ago," the young man in white robes muttered to himself, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face. "Why is he still using common spatial nodes to enter and exit? Could he be doing it on purpose? Is he feigning an obvious move while secretly preparing another?"
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