Yuan's Ascension-Chapter 847: Future Choice (1)

Deep within the river of space and time, far from the Greenridge Macrocosm, was a mysterious place where countless powerhouses gathered.

This was the core of the Immortal Court in the Ling Jiang Universe.

Here, realms overlapped and worlds were innumerable. In one unremarkable worldlet among them…

Countless living beings dwelled within this world, but in its far eastern reaches, amidst mountain ranges adorned with a tapestry of vibrant blossoms and the essence of spring, there stood an unassuming wooden cabin before a backdrop of unparalleled beauty.

The wooden door creaked open.

A figure clad in purple robes emerged from the cabin, immediately catching the attention of a woman tending to a cooking fire outside.

"Brother Long," the woman in hemp clothing exclaimed, setting aside her firewood with evident delight.

"Ah Ying," Mu Long replied with a warm smile.

At this moment, he was no longer the peerless genius whose power overwhelmed billions of immortals, eldritches, and deities, whose name echoed through the river of space and time. He was simply an ordinary husband, living in seclusion with his wife among the mountains.

"Brother Long," the hemp-clad woman approached, hesitation coloring her voice. "Didn't you say your ether body was heading to the Greenridge Macrocosm for a contest of providence, while your true self was going into closed-door cultivation?"

Though her cultivation talent wasn't particularly outstanding, she had long since reached the High Immortal phase with Mu Long's assistance. She was privy to some of Mu Long's movements.

This vast worldlet, spanning over a hundred million li, was their marital paradise.

"I lost," Mu Long said with a smile.

"Lost?" The woman's eyes flashed with shock. "How could you possibly lose? Did Yu Xiang go to the Greenridge Macrocosm as well?"

To her knowledge, throughout this entire river of space and time, only Yu Xiang, already acknowledged as a Supreme Genius, could surpass her husband.

"He didn't go. I lost to someone else," Mu Long explained, still smiling. "Someone much younger than me, but incredibly formidable."

The hemp-clad woman held her breath. In her heart, her husband was invincible among his peers throughout his growth, undefeated for two hundred thousand years! How could he have lost?

"His name is Wu Yuan," Mu Long said calmly.

Wu Yuan? The woman had never heard of him, but now she committed the name to memory.

"Brother Long, you..." The woman hesitated.

"Losing isn't frightening. It's not like I've never lost before," Mu Long chuckled. "I've lost plenty of times sparring with my senior brothers since childhood... Though losing to a youngster who's only cultivated for just over ten thousand years is indeed rather embarrassing." ŗАℕÓᛒƐ𝐒

"Only ten thousand years of cultivation?" The woman grew even more astonished. Though her own strength was modest, she had a general understanding of her husband's capabilities.

"I helped him break through this time, he should be grateful to me," Mu Long said with a laugh. "But I'm equally grateful to him. If I hadn't lost this battle, if not for this fight, I don't know when I would have been able to break through."

"Break through? Brother Long? You?" A glimmer of joy flickered in the woman's eyes.

"Yes." Mu Long nodded solemnly. "Before the Megaverse Crossroads opens, I should be able to complete my breakthrough and fully comprehend the Law of Thunder. Upon returning from the Crossroads, I won't delay long before breaking through to become a Sovereign...

Only as a Sovereign will I have enough strength to seek out opportunities to help you become an Archimmortal or even an Astral Lord."

"But by breaking through too early, the impact on you..." The woman still hesitated.

"After fully comprehending the Law of Thunder, what difference would further contemplation make? It's unlikely to result in any qualitative change," Mu Long shook his head. "It would only cost me tens of millions of years in the future.

As long as I cultivate steadily, reaching the peak of the Sovereign phase won't be difficult for me.

Whether it's sooner or later, what difference does it make to me?" Mu Long gazed at the woman in his arms. "But you can't afford to wait... Your time is precious."

"Mm. I'll work hard too," the woman nodded gently.

She was keenly aware of her limited talent, but she also desperately yearned to accompany her husband for as long as possible.

"I only hope that you can become an Astral Lord in the future, or even an Astral Monarch. If you can become an Astral Monarch, then we truly could witness the end of heaven and earth together," Mu Long said with a smile.

Years ago, many of their loved ones had perished in that calamity, and they had supported each other to survive.

After cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, his greatest aspiration was to become a Sovereign as soon as possible, and then help his wife.

However, being able to break through before the Megaverse Crossroads gives me the confidence to truly compete with the others. Mu Long mused silently. Perhaps in the future, I might even be able to persuade an Immortal Emperor to resurrect my parents... Then I would have no regrets left.

Previously, he hadn't dared to entertain such thoughts, for the Megaverse Crossroads would be teeming with prodigies, with dozens of publicly known Supreme Geniuses among them. But now, he saw a glimmer of hope!

Wu Yuan, I must thank you. Mu Long thought to himself. But if we meet again, I will once more exert all my strength to kill you.

To fight an enemy with all one's might was the greatest form of respect.

"Mu Long!" A deep voice suddenly resonated in Mu Long's mind.

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"Hm? Immortal Emperor?" A flicker of surprise passed through Mu Long's eyes.

"I am already aware of the outcome of this battle. Report the detailed process of the fight," the deep voice continued. "The threat Wu Yuan poses has become significant."

"Yes," Mu Long responded.

…

With the fall of Mu Long's ether body, his true self, far away in the Ling Jiang Saintdom of the Immortal Court, was naturally no longer aware of the situation in the Greenridge Macrocosm.

As he made his report to the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Court, Wu Yuan's act of defeating Mu Long had already sent shockwaves through all factions in the Greenridge Macrocosm.

"The Will of Life and Death, this saber technique!"

"To have reached such a level after only ten thousand years of cultivation? To break through limitations in the midst of a life-or-death battle? He’s truly a genius with great aptitude for the Great Dao of Creation."

"Absolutely heaven-defying!"

"He's actually grasped a Sovereign-level technique."

"He's undoubtedly the number one genius in the history of our Greenridge Macrocosm. Even Zhuo Haiyue and Ming Jian pale in comparison to his talent."

"Looking at the entire river of space and time, his talent is unmatched in this generation. And he's only cultivated for just over ten thousand years." Several spectating Sovereigns were amazed and shaken by the sight.

Talent and strength were two different concepts. Take Yu Xiang for example. His strength surpassed Mu Long's, but he had also cultivated for far longer.

Talent referred to future potential and prospects. Just before Wu Yuan's breakthrough, he hadn't seemed fundamentally different from Zhuo Haiyue, Ming Jian, and the others in the eyes of the many Sovereigns. While he might be more talented than Mu Long, there hadn't been a qualitative difference.

The step from the limit of Astral Monarch-level comprehension to Sovereign-level comprehension was an incredibly difficult one to take.

Historically, there had been geniuses who reached the limit of Astral Monarch comprehension after just over a hundred thousand years of cultivation, but ultimately failed to break through even after a million years. Such examples were not uncommon.

But mastering a Sovereign-level technique was entirely different. It signified that one had touched upon some of the profundities of the Sovereign level, equivalent to crossing the threshold. From there, fully comprehending it would become much easier.

The fourth step of the Will of Life and Death was divided into many levels. To cultivate it to complete mastery or even unite all nine strikes required Sovereign-level comprehension. But grasping a hint of its profundities and executing it at a rudimentary level could be achieved with peak Astral Monarch-level comprehension.

Mu Long had reached this step after over two hundred thousand years of cultivation, progressing even faster than Sovereign Black Devil in the past. Yet Wu Yuan had accomplished this in just over ten thousand years.

Even setting aside talent and potential, the fact that Wu Yuan defeated Mu Long was enough to prove his terrifying strength.

Looking across the entire megaverse, among the countless peerless geniuses from tens of thousands of macrocosms, his strength would likely rank in the top hundred.

“He defeated Mu Long!"

"By the time the Megaverse Crossroads opens, only a handful of Supreme Geniuses would be confident in defeating him." The observing Sovereigns sighed in amazement.

…

Wu Yuan's explosive breakthrough sent shockwaves in all directions. The vast army of the Eldritch Court was filled with both shock and joy.

For the countless battle arrays of the Immortal Court's army, however, shock quickly gave way to dread.

First, High Deity Ji Ye and the others had perished. Now, even High Deity Mu Long had fallen.

Though Wu Yuan might have expended a great deal of vital ether, he was still alive. And being alive meant he remained a threat.

"Kill!"

"Counterattack, kill!"

"Slaughter all the Immortal Court scum!" Countless Eldritch Court powerhouses roared in fury.

Battle array after battle array seemed to receive an unseen boost of strength, growing even more fearless in the face of death. The tide of battle in the central battlefield began to turn one final time.

"Retreat!"

"Quickly, join forces to resist!" The Immortal Court's army, on the other hand, began to fall into disarray. Some powerhouses wanted to fight to the death, while others sought to fight while retreating.

This was the intangible influence of morale. Because Wu Yuan had defeated Mu Long, the Eldritch Court army believed their chances of victory in this battle were extremely high, naturally fighting with renewed vigor.

The Immortal Court army felt precisely the opposite.

So this is the fourth step? Wu Yuan stood in the void, his mind now completely serene.

At this moment, countless insights and epiphanies surged through his consciousness, which he continually absorbed. At the same time, within his internal shambhala, vital ether was being replenished ceaselessly.

I broke through in a moment between life and death this time, I'll need at least a thousand years of quiet cultivation to fully digest it all. Wu Yuan waved his hand, collecting the numerous treasures left behind by High Deity Mu Long.

His gaze swept in all directions.

Let's end this battle first, no need to rush. Wu Yuan's eyes were cold as ice. Mu Long is dead, but in the previous chaotic melee, the Eldritch Court's army was at a slight disadvantage overall.

If Wu Yuan didn't lend a hand, the Eldritch Court's army might not be able to win this decisive battle.

Just now, in the clash of attacks, my vital ether has been reduced to less than 40%. It's impossible to slaughter all the immortals and deities. Wu Yuan thought to himself. I can only go with the flow.

First, let's eliminate those apex battle arrays.

Whoosh~ Black wings fluttered, and Wu Yuan transformed into a beam of light. His speed had long surpassed what the naked eye could perceive as he charged towards the distant Immortal Court's army still embroiled in battle.

"Wu Yuan is coming."

"This is bad."

Instantly, all the Immortal Court powerhouses in his path panicked. It wasn't that they didn't want to retreat, but that the Astral Monarchs in command hadn't yet given the order to withdraw.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Blade rays lit up one after another, sweeping majestically across heaven and earth.

Each saber strike heralded the collapse and destruction of numerous ordinary, elite battle and apex battle arrays.

The number of casualties taken by the Immortal Court's army began to skyrocket, and the lines in the central battlefield showed signs of imminent collapse.

There was no helping it! Facing Wu Yuan, whose strength now rivaled a fifth-stage Astral Monarch, these battle arrays composed of Archimmortals and Archdeities were far too weak. It was pure slaughter.

In just over ten breaths.

"It's over!"

"More than half of the apex battle arrays in the central battlefield have been slaughtered by Wu Yuan."

"We can't hold on anymore." The faces of the Astral Monarchs commanding the Immortal Court's forces changed.

During these ten-odd breaths, they had tried to mobilize the army, hoping to surround Wu Yuan, or at least to drain his vital ether and force him to withdraw from the battlefield. This was the reason they had persisted.

But as a result, almost all the apex battle arrays in the central battlefield were destroyed, yet Wu Yuan remained active on the front lines, carrying out a frenzied massacre.

It could be said that the balance in the central battlefield had completely shifted, with the Eldritch Court's army holding the absolute upper hand. The Eldritch Court’s army advanced through the battle lane.

Many Astral Monarchs could no longer resist looking towards Sovereign Voltari on the high platform.

The lines of the central battlefield had begun to crumble; persisting further was meaningless.

Though the troops on the other two battlefields seemed to hold a slight advantage, if Wu Yuan chose to support them, he could similarly change the tide of battle in an instant.

It could be said that there was little meaning in continuing to resist unless the Immortal Court could dispatch a peerless genius to block or even defeat Wu Yuan.

However, Mu Long had already been the number one genius of the Immortal Court's Ling Jiang Saintdom. The Immortal Court had no stronger genius to send.

"Retreat!" Sovereign Voltari, seated on his throne, finally spoke slowly, his voice tinged with coldness.

Then, his incarnation's illusory form vanished, clearly unwilling to witness the outcome of defeat.

Whysee's Thoughts

I know it's a bit late but Happy Chinese New Year everyone! Usually at this time of the year, I'll be visiting my relatives and eating CNY goodies, however I've just relocated to Germany with my husband so unfortunately I'll be missing out on the fun.

Wishing everyone a prosperous year ahead with lots of good fortune, perfect health, and lots of wealth!!

(Posted 1 Feb)