Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Wang Wei continued his seclusion. He waited for his Dharma Body to condense to his desired size while creating more black holes in his Acupoints. Simultaneously, he also continues to deepen his understanding of the Dao through Law Comprehension and Emperor Scriptures.

Wang Wei stood half-naked in his cultivation realm. Countless small lights appeared all over his body: 1.269 million to be exact. He clenched his hands as he sensed the overwhelming power coursing through his body.

“Only 9 Fiendgod Force,” he muttered with a wry smile: the True Power Dao cultivation was not easy.

“I reckon there won’t be much of an increase after I fuse with the incarnations,” commented Wang Wei about his situation. According to his calculation, the other incarnations should reach a similar level as him in the their body cultivation.

However, the final outcome won’t be a simple addition of their Fiendgod Force after fusing. So, the final result will not be as high as Wang Wei would love.

“I already knew the True Power Dao was not easy.” He shook his head, focusing on more important things.

Wang Wei now had the strength of late stage 1-Root Dao Ancestor only with his fleshly body. He calculated that he could reach the peak after a few more Fiendgod Forces.

9 Fiendgod Force meant his attack could destroy 9% of the Myriad Emperor World without Heavenly Dao reinforcing the world or using World Source to rapidly heal the damage. Of course, he also could not destroy the world with ten consecutive punches.

‘I wonder how many Fiendgod Force will be equal to an Eternal Emperor,’ wondered Wang Wei. The Infant Fiendgod Layer was not linear. For example, 1 Fiendgod Force equals the power of a 1-Root Dao Ancestor.

But according to Wang Wei’s calculations, an Eternal Emperor was probably around 40 to 50 Fiendgod Force–despite the fact they were a thousand times, if not more, powerful than a Dao Ancestor.

“Let’s not focus on things that are too far from us,” muttered Wang Wei. “I should focus on how terrible the Tribulation for this layer will be.’

The third layer test was terrifying and almost broke him despite his immense Willpower. As such, he expects the subsequent tribulations to be as harsh–if not worse.

Wang Wei frowned as he thought of his future. ‘I will ask Wu Hong for her experience to learn from.’ He learned many valuable and subtle ways to temper his body from the Desolate Emperor. However, the latter did not talk much about the tribulations, most likely, hoping Wang Wei would experience them himself and use them as an opportunity to gather more experience.

‘Luckily, I should be able to hold on for the tribulation until I become an Emperor.’

Wang Wei put his clothes back on before teleporting to another secret realm. He saw a vast land with a few spiritual herbs planted. However, many of these herbs had colorful fog emanating from them. Furthermore, the disciples caring for these spiritual herbs had powerful Protective Talismans around them.

Wang Wei dared not even check some of these spiritual herbs with Divine Sense and could only glance at them.

‘Liling did an excellent job with these poisons–especially the Dragon Binding Grass,’ thought Wang Wei, focusing on a blue-colored grass spiritual herb with dragon designs on the leaves.

‘There is no point in using them now for body tempering. After proving the Dao, I can nourish them with the power of the Grand Dao Source to turn them into Emperor Tier spiritual herb.’

This method will make these poisons more effective for his True Power Dao cultivation.

Wang Wei only wanted to check on these things on a whim. So, once he finished, he returned to his cultivation.

After condensing all a million black holes, he technically finished cultivating the mortal layer of the [Ancient Desolate Body Refining Scripture]. As for the Immortal Layer that made it an Insurgent Technique, Wang Wei could not cultivate it because of the risks.

Without having the [Immortal Essence] that Immortal Venerables, Dao Ancestors, and Great Emperors had, he had a high chance of dying or being crippled if he cultivated that layer.

However, Wang Wei researched that layer and realized it could provide some help in the future. The Immortal Layer had two parts: Soul Modification and Primordial God Veins.

According to this scripture, any person who succeeds in cultivating it can have the power of a 6-star Primordial God Primarch. Unfortunately, even a talented person like Desolate One only cultivated to the level of 5-Star Primarch and had the strength of Pseudo Eternal.

Wang Wei estimated there are not enough resources in the lower dimension to cultivate the scripture to the highest level. Furthermore, there is a chance the highest layer of the scripture is theoretical. Ancient Desolate might have only completed this scripture after he ascended.

Wang Wei was not sure. Despite his monstrous comprehension, there are certain things he cannot truly understand until he reaches a certain realm. So, he can only theorize.

Wang Wei continued tempering his body while waiting for the Dharma Body to shrink. He used the Divine Thunder sealed inside his body; it’s one of the few things still working for him. Furthermore, he did not stop working on his Acupoints.

Although he no longer had to condense black holes, he could nourish them and expand their size as a way to cultivate his fleshly body.

The only downside to these tempering methods was the slow speed of cultivation. His current cultivation speed was a nightmare compared to the past when he felt his strength drastically increasing every second and minute.

“The situation should improve after the final battle since I will have more options for Immortal Tier opportunities and resources,” muttered Wang Wei before focusing on becoming a Quasi-Emperor.

After what felt like an eternity, the Dharma Body final shrink, and Wang Wei fused with it. Thousands of grey lights emanated from his body during the process, followed by mysterious runes. His body also exuded Dao Rhymes and Heavenly Sounds, meaning someone could become enlightened just by standing near him.

And since his Dharma contained a River of Fate from his Heavenly Physique, a vision of the Fate River also manifested behind him. Subsequently, Wang Wei felt his connection or affinity to the main branch of the River of Fate drastically increase.

‘Is this a good or bad thing?’ he pondered. However, he could not come up with an answer. So far, it seemed it was to his advantage. But he was always wary of the River of Fate after his Mortal Dust.

“Is this the Pseudo Dao Body?” muttered Wang Wei, concentrating on the changes in his body. After an Emperor stays too long in an environment, the place will be contaminated with Dao Rhymes, turning it into a blessed land for cultivation.

Now, Wang Wei could see his body also exuded signs of having these characteristics. His body seemed to be in harmony with the Dao as his every gesture contained the profound truth of Heaven and Earth.

He once theorized about the changes cultivators would undergo during the cultivation journey. In the early stages, from Body Refining to Primordial Spirit Realm, cultivators turned themselves from flesh and blood creatures to Energy Lifeforms.

Before the Primordial Spirit Realm, cultivators could be considered half-flesh and half-energy creatures. However, after condensing their Primordial Spirit, they can abandon their body and live as “spirits’ or complete energy creatures.

From the Void Shattering Realm to the Great Emperor Realm, cultivators transformed from Energy Lifeforms to Conceptual Lifeforms. They existed in a higher dimension where they could not only control different concepts and ideas, but they were the embodiment of these concepts.

“A better name would be Dao Body Embryo,” he commented. As long the embryo is baptized by the Grand Dao Source, it will turn into a true Dao or Emperor Body.

Wang Wei continued checking the changes in his body. His lifespan should have drastically increased after this breakthrough. Unfortunately, he used the resources from the Demon Supremacy World to achieve the lifespan limit of a mortal: one Yuan Epoch, or 1.269 trillion years.

Then, he went to the Battle Pagoda to check his strength. He fought with the interaction of Di Tian he created from his defeat in the Heavenly Abode World. Wang Wei was easily the victor since that version did not finish his Nine Extremity Foundation.

Then, he created another one based on the information he gathered from the Oracle Mirror.

‘Barely 2-Root even with my fleshly body; it’s a similar result as the other incarnations,’ he analyzed after exiting the Pagoda. Logically speaking, he should reach 5-Root as long as he fused with the 8 incarnations that also have 2-Root strength.

Unfortunately, the difference between each root is vast. Furthermore, there is a limit of 4-Root for people who use the unorthodox Nine Extremity Foundation.

“Luckily, I have the Fate Palace and Fate Gu for baptism, so I don’t have to worry about an incompletion.”

He exhaled deeply. After countless years and numerous tribulations, he finally reached this stage.

“Next is the final fusion,” he muttered before leaving.