Chapter 591 - 572: Only In This Way Have I Truly Lived, Thank You

This point of light gradually expanded, enveloping both yin and yang, giving shape to heaven and earth.

A divine law—Causality!

Yin and Yang cannot transcend causality.

Wang Meng could not break the power of yin and yang, but he could alter the outcome.

Yin Yang Extinction suddenly appeared on Mingren’s body.

To deal with Mingren’s Undying Body, only his own Yin Yang Extinction would suffice.

But Wang Meng felt no joy, for he had always known that Mingren did not want to kill him, but rather sought to die by his hand.

As Yin Yang Extinction manifested, a genuine smile appeared on Mingren’s face for the first time. "You never did disappoint me."

It was the smile of a little boy who still had a happy family.

"It didn’t have to be this way," Wang Meng said.

Mingren shook his head. "Only in this way have I truly lived. Thank you."

The Celestial Tribulation descended, but it was not for Wang Meng. It was for Mingren.

Countless bolts of tribulation lightning appeared above Mingren, and Wang Meng’s figure suddenly materialized in the sky above him.

A Giant Dragon soared into the air as Qiankun Dragon Roar Moon slashed toward the Celestial Tribulation.

HUMMMMMMM... The Celestial Tribulation was blocked.

Within the light, Mingren’s figure gradually faded. A passage seemed to open in the sky, brilliant with boundless light.

The legendary Path of Divinity!

Mingren’s figure slowly ascended along the Path of Divinity, his form shrinking until it was just a speck of light.

"Mingren, next time we meet, we’ll settle the score for real!"

Wang Meng roared, but he didn’t know if Mingren could still hear him. The Path of Divinity vanished, and the Celestial Tribulation dispersed.

Everything returned to tranquility.

"It’s over." Lin Jinghao smiled. "So that’s the Path of Divinity."

Linglong nodded silently.

Lin Jinghao and Linglong appeared. All eyes turned to the pair, wondering about the outcome.

Linglong left.

Lin Jinghao also tried to leave but was grabbed by a crowd. "Old Lin, you’ve always wanted to be a good guy, right? Here’s your chance! You have to tell us!"

A group of top-tier masters stared eagerly at Lin Jinghao.

"Wang Meng won. Mingren has ascended. The Path of Divinity is open."

After saying this, Lin Jinghao also departed. With the Path of Divinity open, these top-tier cultivators had finally found the path to ascension, which had been sealed for centuries.

The news spread throughout the Small Thousand Worlds. In truth, they were already the stuff of legend; this simply added another Chapter to their tale.

「Three days later.」

Wang Meng appeared at the Star Alliance. As everyone knew, he had won. The number one master of the Star Alliance had finally been decided.

For cultivators, only the one left standing could be called the strongest.

However, some were curious as to why Wang Meng had lingered in the Abyss for a time.

Some said the Demon Race had been subjugated, including the Demon Lord...

But as for what truly happened, no one knew.

The Small Thousand Realm returned to a state of peace. With the appearance of the Path of Divinity, the cultivators’ passion for ascension soared to unprecedented heights.

For cultivators, time was fleeting. In the thirty years since Wang Meng became the Star Alliance Leader, he created one unprecedented miracle after another. In truth, it was all just another entry in his legend.

’...Master Wang is bored enough to cough up blood.’

With the Demon Race repelled, the Star Alliance entered an unprecedented era of growth. New methods of cultivation and new philosophies became deeply ingrained, but most importantly, the path to ascension was now open!

It was an absolutely unprecedented achievement.

But a problem arose. Mingren was the first cultivator to step onto the path of ascension, closely followed by Lin Jinghao and the others. After them, the Holy Hall Beings also began to ascend one by one. Master Wang’s power had long since reached its peak, yet for some reason, he showed no signs of ascending himself.

Others didn’t know what was going on, but Wang Meng had expected it. His struggle with the heavens had only just begun, and it was a battle he had to win.

The first of the Holy Hall Beings to ascend was Li Tianyi. No one knew where ascension led, but it was the goal that cultivators lived for. The unknown challenge, whether it held danger or opportunity, could not deter them. For a cultivator, it was a path from which there was no turning back.

Furthermore, because of Wang Meng’s presence, the Celestial Tribulation was rendered almost useless. As long as one’s cultivation was high enough, the success rate for breaking through the bottleneck to ascend was a staggering ninety-nine percent.

Wang Meng was already lonely after Mingren’s departure, and soon, Lin Jinghao and the others began to ascend as well. Zou Chuang and the rest also stepped onto the path of ascension one after another.

Wang Meng knew that the members of the Holy Hall were all suppressing their cultivation. He couldn’t hold everyone back from their ascension for his own sake. Besides, once they broke through their bottlenecks, they would inevitably be discovered by the heavens, no matter how they tried to hide. And once discovered, they had to face their tribulation—either ascend or be annihilated.

He knew his own situation best; his problem couldn’t be solved by conventional means. After Li Tianyi, Zhou Feng ascended. Then that stubborn fellow, Suo Ming, actually wanted to use the Dissipating Technique, which was absolutely out of the question. Forced by Wang Meng, Suo Ming also successfully stepped onto the path of ascension.

Yang Ying, Hu Jing, and Zhang Xiaojiang were the last ones to remain by Wang Meng’s side, helping him find a solution. His Elemental Power was undeniably at its apex. His strength was absolute; he was invincible, having swept through the Small Thousand Realm without a single rival. Since it wasn’t an issue of power, it had to be something else.

The three of them helped Wang Meng investigate all possibilities. Master Wang began to study Alchemy. With his incredible aptitude, he created the Nine-Grade Catalogue of the Alchemy Dao, which became the standard for all Pill Cultivators in the Small Thousand Realm.

The result was that he mastered Alchemy, consuming every possible pill, but while they worked for others, they had absolutely no effect on him.

In the process, Yang Ying could no longer suppress her cultivation. She was discovered by the Celestial Tribulation and also stepped onto the path of ascension.

Next, Master Wang began to practice Artifact Refining. Since the Alchemy Technique had failed, he hoped to find a breakthrough by studying a related field. Master Wang was a thorough person, so he went on to create the Ten Treasure Dao. Yue Shan had already become his closed-door disciple, and there was no doubt the Treasure Artifact Sect would bask in endless glory thanks to his creation.

The problem was, Zhang Xiaopang ascended too.

Zhang Xiaopang was so overjoyed by the creation of the Ten Treasure Dao, which further perfected the Holy Hall Treasure Manual, that a momentary lapse occurred in his Heart Spirit. He was instantly discovered by the Celestial Tribulation.

In any case, ascension was a good thing. If they hadn’t insisted on staying, Wang Meng wouldn’t have wanted to hold them back. But this particular problem was beyond his control.

He had many friends and rivals, but as they left one by one, Wang Meng truly began to feel like a lonely king. In the Star Alliance, in the Small Thousand Realm, Wang Meng was a living god, revered by the masses. Any problem could be solved with a single word from him.

The problem was, for the god himself, life was far too lonely.

Only Hu Jing was still holding on. Suppressing one’s cultivation was an incredibly difficult task. The Power of Heaven and Earth Laws was omnipresent; even the slightest lapse could trigger a Celestial Tribulation. It was likely only due to Hu Jing’s meticulous nature that she had managed to persist for so long.

What a person fears most is loneliness.

Another three years went by. Wang Meng had tried every obscure magical art and unorthodox method from every Small Thousand Realm. His power was at its absolute peak, and he was invincible, yet there was still not the slightest sign of a breakthrough.

In his thirtieth year as the Star Alliance Leader, with Hu Jing’s help, Wang Meng finally completed the Holy Hall Treasure Manual.

It was a treasure that compiled everything from cultivation, Artifact Refining, Alchemy, and Array Techniques to miscellaneous arts, encompassing the very essence of the Small Thousand Realm. It also contained the cultivation insights of the Holy Hall Beings, as well as those of Mingren and Lin Jinghao. It was, without a doubt, the greatest treasure in the Small Thousand Realm.

However, the Holy Hall did not hoard this great treasure. Everything within was taught to the Holy Hall Disciples, stratified by rank.

Xuee Zhongnan could finally rest in peace. A world united under the Holy Hall, the Holy Hall supreme in the world—his dream was finally realized.

The Star Alliance Grand Ceremony.

Countless cultivators from tens of thousands of Small Thousand Realms gathered in the Great Yuan Realm to celebrate for Wang Meng.

"Senior Sister, the representatives from all the major sects have arrived. This is a gathering of unprecedented scale!" Anx Dao said.

They had all grown to become pillars of the new generation of the Holy Hall—mature and steady. Zhao Lingxuan nodded, but her gaze was fixed on a room not far away.

Anx Dao’s smile froze. Because he could faintly sense...

A Celestial Tribulation... Someone was about to undergo their tribulation. It was Hu Jing.

The Holy Hall Beings had ascended one after another. There were rumors that Wang Meng was so powerful that even the gods feared him and dared not let him ascend.

Now, it was finally Hu Jing’s turn.

Inside the room, a smile was on Wang Meng’s face. "Little Jing, I wish you a safe journey. Thank you."

"I could use the Dissipating Technique, you know," Hu Jing said, her power already spiraling out of control.

Wang Meng smiled and shook his head. "You all go on ahead. I don’t care what kind of place it is, just remember not to tarnish the name of our Holy Hall. I will find you. Do you really think anything can stop me?"

Hu Jing smiled. "I believe you."

Wang Meng stood. "The Celestial Tribulation has arrived. Let me see you off."

At this moment, the countless cultivators in the Great Yuan Realm could feel the power and scale of the Celestial Tribulation. A tribulation of this magnitude had only ever appeared a few times before. Aside from Wang Meng, the only one left in the Small Thousand Realm capable of summoning such power was Hu Jing.

Fairy Hu was ascending.

To other cultivators, this was a grand spectacle and a joyous occasion. But the Core Disciples of the Holy Hall knew what it truly was: a farewell.

They didn’t know when, if ever, they would meet again.

It is said that all things follow the cycle of Reincarnation and will one day meet again in the Divine Realm. But fate is fickle. Who could say for sure?

A massive five-colored vortex appeared in the skies above the Great Yuan Realm. A terrifying, 1,260-bolt Extreme Five Elements Great Celestial Tribulation was forming.

Hu Jing’s power, at the peak of the Great Perfection realm, also surged forth to meet the Celestial Tribulation, her aura rocketing into the sky.

Wang Meng and Hu Jing rose into the air hand in hand, gazing up at the power coalescing in the sky.

Hu Jing ignored the Celestial Tribulation, looking deeply at Wang Meng instead. She saw the determination beneath his smile. "We’ll wait for you in the Divine Realm. We’ll wait for you to come, and together, we’ll conquer the Divine Realm!"

A smile touched the corners of Wang Meng’s mouth. "Take care of Zhang Xiaopang and the others. Wait for me!"

The immense power continued to build. Millions of cultivators from all across the Great Yuan Realm gazed up at the sky as it darkened, heralding a cataclysm that seemed poised to destroy the very world.

Yet, the cultivators felt no fear. In the past, surviving such a Celestial Tribulation would have been impossible, but things were different now!

Wang Meng clenched his fist. A pillar of light shot straight into the heavens, its brilliance boundless.

If the heavens stand in my way, I will shatter them!

ROOOOAR—

With that world-shaking roar, light enveloped the Great Yuan Realm. When the cultivators’ vision returned, they realized the Celestial Tribulation had been shattered before it even had a chance to descend.

In the Small Thousand Realm, nothing could stop Wang Meng anymore. The Law Level he wielded had already surpassed the very Dao of the Small Thousand Realm.

But Wang Meng had vanished as well. A new Holy Hall Master and Star Alliance Leader had been chosen. Her name was Zhao Lingxuan.

The Holy Hall Treasure Manual was complete. He had done all that needed to be done, and everyone who had to leave was gone. The only thing left for Wang Meng now was to defy the heavens and ascend.

Sitting upon the throne as the Master of the Star Alliance, Zhao Lingxuan felt no joy. She only wanted to be his little junior sister, even if it meant just watching him from afar.

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