Chapter 218: Mixed Yuan Sage Explores Outer Space

Xu Zhi hadn't expected it to stop so quickly.

Although the instantaneous burst power of the Level 6 witchcraft 'Hurricane Arrow' applied to a small sphere would generate a flight speed far exceeding that of a typical bullet, even at such a terrifying velocity, flying for over thirty hours in a vacuum hadn't taken it very far. The universe was simply too vast.

"Bad luck,"

Xu Zhi wore a helpless expression as he sat in the orchard, nibbling on an apple.

In fact, it had already collided with several celestial rocks and meteorites. While the immense explosive force allowed it to knock them away and continue moving, after several such impacts, its speed had completely decelerated and now it had come to a stop.

"Even artificial satellites launched by other major world powers fail multiple times before succeeding. Is my first attempt going to fail too? I don't have a vast astronomical background or a team of researchers calculating launch trajectories for me; it just randomly crashed." He continuously pondered, controlling the Zerg sub-brain to remotely sense the environment on Emperor Qi's side.

Although the cube had flown for over thirty hours in reality, more than a hundred years had passed for Emperor Qi in the internal dimension.

At this time, Ruyun, whose lifespan was nearing its end, had been sealed into a deep sleep. Emperor Qi's injuries had long since healed over a hundred years ago, and coupled with his enlightenment, he had already broken through to the Primordial Saint realm, relying on the energy of the eleven venerable Ancestral Wizards from that time.

His Nine Heavens, integrated with the inner worlds of the eleven Void-Dwelling Great Emperors from back then, were significantly larger than Dao Changsheng's Celestial Realm!

At this moment, lush vegetation and various animal life forms continuously proliferated, with mountains, rivers, birdsong, and fragrant flowers, presenting a picture of a peaceful, idyllic wonderland.

Originally, the Grand Luo Heaven did not include the four major races, only insects, fish, birds, and beasts to beautify the environment. Now, Emperor Qi had to restart the propagation of the ancient race, allowing them to cultivate. The ancient race's birth was facilitated by the mutual reproduction of the primordial spirits of those innate ancient gods. After all, except for the one Solar Golden Crow taken by Emperor Duantian, the eleven Ancestral Wizard primordial spirits remained, including eight suns, purple and green twin clouds, and wind.

The ancient world declined because it lost the cohabitation of humans and gods, losing the aura provided by so many innate ancient gods. Now, with all of that imbued here, this environment rivaled the ancient primordial era, allowing the ancient race within to cultivate at an extremely fast pace!

Over the past century, new generations of ancient god descendants had already cultivated to the fifth realm, Dao Palace.

"My true body's Golden Crow primordial spirit within me has broken through to the Primordial Saint realm, residing above the ethereal sky..."

Emperor Qi's Golden Crow primordial spirit, now a Primordial Saint, sat in an ancient pavilion in his central Dantian, where a small bridge spanned flowing water, and he spoke to himself.

"Dao Changsheng's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, which I have innovated upon, involves nine acupoints and nine fragmented souls that drift within the acupoints without physical anchors. However, my nine fragmented souls in my nine major acupoints are each parasitically attached to a primordial spirit of an ancient god."

He was uniquely blessed; his nine fragmented souls were now each parasitic to one of the nine innate ancient gods.

"The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, with its Indestructible Golden Body, is renowned for its indestructibility, terrifying defense, and regeneration. However, its direct combat strength isn't particularly strong. Otherwise, Dao Changsheng wouldn't have created the 'Pangu Golden Body' by consolidating all his life force to enhance his combat power. But I am different...

My Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, with its nine major acupoints, possesses nine Emperor clones! Each possesses a portion of my knowledge, specializing in various aspects such as Dao techniques, primordial spirits, evasion, or physical combat, making each aspect of their combat strength invincible."

He had already improved Dao Changsheng's Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, integrating it into the Grand Luo Heaven Scripture. His nine clones resided within the Nine Heavens, transforming into nine Celestial Emperors, each suppressing a realm of the heavens!

Furthermore, of his nine primordial spirits, only one had currently cultivated to become a Primordial Saint. What if the remaining eight souls also achieved the Primordial Saint realm?

He would then embody nine clones, essentially nine Primordial Saints!

As a Zerg hero who had reached the ultimate potential, his talent was indeed incredibly formidable. However, while the dream was grand, the energy required for nine Primordial Saints was simply too vast, making it an incredibly distant goal.

"And now, the life and death cycles of a world's beings within me continuously provide me with incense, which is enough for me to advance through the Guixu. However, I need to replenish soil, water, and various resources to ensure fertile land so that the world within me can propagate more creatures and plants!"

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly felt a jolt, sensing that the outside world had subtly come to a stop.

His Saint primordial spirit still sipped tea within his inner world, residing above the ethereal sky, yet it controlled his outer Indestructible Golden Body, which slowly opened the metal hatch encasing him and emerged.

*Whoosh!*

In the dark and profound world, like a swirling black hole storm, an incredibly powerful suction force pressed upon his blood, heart, breath, and body temperature...

"Is this the Guixu?"

Emperor Qi's expression remained calm; he seemed utterly fearless as he strode out.

"As expected of a land of death, there's no air whatsoever! Not to mention mortals, even a Dao Palace realm practitioner would instantly explode. It's truly terrifying... But I have no fear. My Indestructible Golden Body, relying solely on its physical form, is enough to traverse the Guixu."

He stepped out and observed the silent, glittering stars around him.

"This realm..."

His eyes suddenly flared with astonishment.

This was a world so vast and immense, he had never witnessed anything like it in his entire life.

Standing within it, he felt as if he had fallen into a brilliant, boundless sea of stars.

Stars filled the sky, shimmering with white light like countless silver beads, their brilliant silver radiance embedded in the deep black curtain of space. The entire galaxy resembled a multicolored ribbon, dotted with points of light, vast and tranquil, profound and beautiful, stretching beyond sight.

"Is this the galaxy? The Guixu? Our ancient world is far too minuscule, not even one-billionth of this."

"It's so beautiful! This is the beauty of vastness!!"

He suddenly trembled all over, a display of extreme joy.

"This is the sun..." The next moment, he stepped forward, traversing the void, gazing at the colossal, golden, boundless fireball. He seemed like a devout pilgrim, consumed by endless fascination and rapture.

In his mind, hazy images of the ancient era of creation flickered.

In that time, on a vibrant, multicolored celestial wall, a slender and graceful Dao Monarch woman was embedding the dark sky-wall. With a gentle lift of her hand, shimmering beads transformed into silver swirls, slowly embedding themselves above, sparkling with various colors.

He, then young and inexperienced, innocently asked, "Why do we embed stars in the sky? Why must our world have a moon and a sun? Can't we exist without them?"

"There is no 'why'; the rules of the world are simply meant to be this way. This is the color of the night sky, and in my homeland, the heavens and earth are just like this," the Dao Monarch replied, pointing to the black wall of the sky. "The sky has a dazzling galaxy, a hanging moon, and a high-shining sun."

And so, he and his brothers transformed into suns, while Ruyun became the moon.

Back then, he believed that the wall-like sky they inhabited was the most beautiful existence, and that they, the innate ancient gods, were the most beautiful part of it—powerful, invincible, and supreme. But now, upon seeing the true starry sky, sun, and moon, his heart was utterly shattered!

Reflecting on the past, they seemed like a group of laughable, impostor ants attempting to usurp the boundless firmament.

The Guixu—was this the magnificent world that Dao Monarch, that Primordial Saint, had once witnessed?

"And now, I have come here myself. What is real? What is false?" He gave a bitter, strained laugh, his voice hoarse. "I was right to come... We were false. The sun, moon, and stars, all of it was false! That world was false; this is the raw, unadulterated truth!"

He sharply turned his head, his gaze chilling as he looked at the terrifying solar fireball. Even from an extreme distance, he could feel its horrifying heat, capable of incinerating everything in the world.

—This was the true sun.

And he, now, was utterly unworthy of that name!

It was boundless.

It was terrifying beyond measure.

It contained immense energy that even hundreds of millions of Primordial Saints could not possess.

Emperor Qi had never in his life seen such a colossal and magnificent sun. In its grandeur, he was so insignificant that he was less than a single flame on its surface.

"Vast and splendid, shining eternally, enduring through the ages." The Primordial Saint stood transfixed in the dark void, as if turned into a statue, completely lost in the fiery beauty before him.

Finally, as he gazed at the golden, fiery sun in the starry sky, an incredible and audacious thought emerged in his mind:

"In my lifetime, can I ever rival it and become a true sun?"