Martial World's
Ch 2230 - Change
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The truth was that 10,000 years ago before the great calamity arrived, whether it was a human or a saint, they relaxed their cultivation after reaching the Empyrean realm.
The first reason was because the Empyrean realm was too far away from the True Divinity realm. Even if they cultivated diligently, their efforts would most likely yield nothing.
The second reason was because their resources and heritage were lacking. 10 billion years ago when the martial arts civilization of the 33 Heavens was at its most glorious and prosperous time, 10 billion years ago, it was much more difficult for an Empyrean to reach True Divinity, and the many influences of True Divinity would help those who could potentially complete this final step as long as they did their due diligence.
But after that, when the various races of the 33 Heavens fell into a sharp decline, the, the total number of True Immortals in the 33 Heavens can be counted with two hands and these are divided among different races. In this situation, if an Empyrean wanted to cultivate to a True Divinity, they would basically have to rely on themselves, and no matter how much effort they put in, they would have to put in, their work will not produce results.
But the prize is different. Around Amethyst Heavenly Palace, there was the personal teaching of Ink and Clear. Moreover, in these past few years, all the resources of the Asura Road Master had accumulated, all those gathered by the guards of the Asura Road before, were, everything was taken without a backup for use by many Empyreans and True Divinities.
There was no need to talk about the legacy of the cultivation method. Not to mention the great accumulation of inheritances gathered in the Asura Road, the various influences of humans and saints also put forward their own inheritances so that everyone could share and exchange.
Inheritance is indeed precious, if one's race is not even there, what's the point of maintaining this inheritance so carefully?
With all these factors added together, the humanitarian martial artists and saints began to cultivate with an unprecedented level of enthusiasm. Naturally, their cultivation speed had also increased tremendously. There were even some outstanding individuals who had high hopes of breaking through to the True Divinity.
This was the limit of a True Divinity! In the past, it was just a miserable dream that could only be seen from afar, but now that they realized that they could break through these shackles and achieve it themselves, how could they not be excited?
As the human race and the saint race Empyreans poured their hearts and minds completely into cultivation, Jiu’er had ridden the majestic Black Dragon into the sky above the Great Desolate.
Jiu’er held the neck of the Black Dragon. Facing the roaring desert breeze, his long black hair fluttered around him like strands of silk.
The blood-red glow from the sun covered his skin like an intoxicating red hue. But behind that red hue, her gentle face was filled with a grim and stern determination.
“Little Black, fly to the depths!” Jiuer shouted out loudly.
Ah – !
The Black Dragon roared. Both of its wings stretched out as it cut through the skyline. A girl, one dragon, the two of them floated through the fire-red clouds, slowly merging with the deep red sunset and disappearing from sight. All that was left was the howl of a dragon in the distance, echoing in the horizon for a long time.
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Time passed, marching forward without pause.
Ever since Lin Ming began his seclusion, 2800 years had passed. No one knew what the situation of Lin Ming was but they did not dare to waste time in their cultivation.
And at this moment, a great change occurred within the spirita. Last night, the entire spirit race descended into chaos. Two Spiritas True Divinities led ten peak Empyreans to go to the Dark Abyss.
As this news spread, the human and saint martial artists felt their hearts sink.
In the past, the leader of the spirits seized his body. Then, the Demon God Tomb Master appeared with the identity of the Soul Emperor to rule over the spirits. Some of the strongest masters of the spirita race were controlled by the Soul Emperor, and if not for the Soul Emperor being limited in the number of people he could control, it would be, then he would most likely control every Empyrean among the spirits. .
The changes that occurred between the spirits left a dark cloud of gloom hovering above their hearts. This was especially true for spiritas martial artists. For example ... The Empyrean heavenly mist.
“Heavenly fog, in these past few years your soul has become quite stable with the help of suitable soul recovery items. At that time, Young Master has instructed us that once your soul is stable, we should give you a suitable body and also help you seize it!”
After Lin Ming went into seclusion to refine the two great worlds, Ink and Clear had changed the way they summoned Lin Ming to Young Master.
Empyrean Divine Mist had shown elegance to Lin Ming in the past. And since it was impossible for Lin Ming to reform the mortal body of the Divine Mist, he could only help him seize a similar one.
After seizing the body there would be many weaknesses, but it was still much better than remaining a soul form.
“You have two choices. One of them was Soul Emperor Divine Void! And the other was the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign!”
The words Ink and Clear caused Empyrean Divine Mist's heart to tremble. These two bodies were both at the True Divinity level, specifically the Fortune Saint Sovereign – he had reached the peak of a True Divinity!
Soul Emperor Divine Void was the enemy of Divine Mist. A hundred years ago, Ink and Clear had captured the Soul Emperor Divine Void and had sealed his sea and spiritual cultivation.
As for the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, even fewer still. After his great battle with Lin Ming, he suffered great losses and also the avatars of Famine and Grandmist Spirit Bead were taken. His cultivation limit had dropped by one level, and after being controlled by the Asura Road Master, his cultivation dropped even further. Now, he was somewhere between the upper and middle True Divinity.
It was originally impossible for the Divine Mist to seize the body of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign. But, since the soul of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had been controlled, it was impossible for the Divine Mist to slowly refine the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign's spiritual sea.
After listening to Ink and Clear's words, Divine Mist sighed. He said, “I will choose to seize the body of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign .. as for Divine Void, let him go ..”
After so many years had passed, the hatred in the heart of the Divine Mist had faded, becoming the shadow from before.
With the great calamity imminent, the Divine Mist did not wish to sentence to death a master who was on the side of the 33 Heavens, just because of the hostility in the past. In fact, this was also difficult for Ink and Clear.
“Good!” Ink and Clear smiled faintly. “Then we will help you in body foreclosure. After you snatch his body, you will need a lot of time to completely refine the heavenly soul of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign. Even when you manage to do so, it is impossible to further increase your limits in the future. Do you understand all this? ”
“Mm.” Divine Mist calmly said. To be able to obtain such a mortal body as well as such a formidable body, he no longer had wild dreams. If not for him luckily meeting Lin Ming in the past in the Tragic Death Valley, he was afraid that he would have long since exhausted himself and died.
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Three years later, several spiritas martial artists also arrived at the Asura Sea.
Ink and Clear welcomed all of these newcomers.
Slowly, three thousand years passed since Lin Ming entered seclusion. From this moment on, under the planning of Ink and Clear, the low-level humans and martial artists of the Asura Road began to evacuate.
Everything was being done in preparation for the final war that would occur after Lin Ming left seclusion. And in the Dark Abyss, Sheng Mei and Fishy were also preparing for their final positions.
Three thousand years ago the Eternal Wall had already begun to break. A terrifying crack appeared on the boundless black earth. These cracks were like the jaws of a savage beast, capable of swallowing everything into an endless abyss.
The Soul Emperor stood on the shattered and cracked earth, his hair scattered and his dirty eyes filled with killing intent …
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