Chen Fan read those jade booklets in his cave, quickly expanding his knowledge. The Heavenly Realm was divided into thirty-three domains, also called the thirty-three Heavenly Domains. It could be seen as a massive continent, with the Heavenly Domains acting like its states, much like those in the lower realm. However, the Heavenly Realm was far vaster: its Heavenly Dao and laws more refined, and cultivation bottlenecks far fewer. The thirty-three Heavenly Domains were divided into the Lower Eleven Heavens, Middle Eleven Heavens, and Upper Eleven Heavens, ranked by overall strength. The Imperial Supremacy Heavenly Domain, home to the Featherlight Sect, belonged to the Lower Eleven Heavens. The source of this content ɪs novel⚑fire.net “So that’s how it is. The Heavenly Realm is equivalent to an enormous continent, and the thirty-three Heavenly Domains are the thirty-three states of this enormous continent. It’s just that every state is larger than the continents of the lower realm...” Realization dawned on Chen Fan; his understanding of the Heavenly Realm deepened. “I wonder which Heavenly Domain holds the Ancient Phoenix Realm?” He hadn’t forgotten Qin Yao, who was taken by an envoy from that realm. Now that he was here, he had to learn more about that realm. Unfortunately, the jade booklets didn’t mention the Ancient Phoenix Realm, leaving Chen Fan somewhat disappointed. “The Heavenly Realm is vast and endless. Martial artists in the Heavenly Star and Manifestation realms are slave-like existences. Legends held some standing, but barely.” Immortal Platform cultivators had higher status, like a village scholar or landowner in the secular world. Immortal Kings were revered; Immortal Emperors were the big shots. As for Sages, they were akin to the Void Immortal Supremes of the lower realm: peak existences, colossal forces in the Heavenly Realm. Chen Fan was somewhat at a loss for words. The more he compared the lower realm continents to the Heavenly Realm, the more insignificant and weak they seemed. It was no wonder those young masters and young missus, like Gu Xun, looked down on them, calling them country bumpkins and peasants. It wasn’t without reason. Next to the Heavenly Realm, the lower realms truly were backwater countryside. “The Legendary realm... is still too weak. Even as an Immortal Platform expert, my status would barely improve. Only by reaching the Immortal King realm can I actually thrive here, become a real player.” Back at the Tianwu Continent, Chen Fan had felt powerful with his Legendary realm cultivation. However, after arriving at the Heavenly Realm, he felt like he was back to square one. “Immortal king and immortal emperor are still too far from me. I need to cultivate my immortal platform first and raise my level to a high-class disciple. That way, I will be able to obtain more resources in the immortal sect...” Legendary realm disciples, whether Lesser, Greater, Invincible, or even Void Immortals, were all considered low-class. They had little authority and received meager resources. Only by breaking into the Immortal Platform realm could one become a high-class disciple. That status granted access to the Phantom Law Heaven, a secret training ground jointly controlled by the ten great immortal holy lands. It brimmed with treasures and opportunities and was highly sought after by disciples across all sects. Time passed quickly, and three days went by in a blur. Chen Fan and the others had only a basic grasp of the Heavenly realm. Next, they began secluded cultivation. If they wanted to establish a firm foothold in the Featherlight Immortal Sect, the priority was clear: raise their strength. Only power could ensure safety. Although the sect had strict rules that forbade fellow disciples from killing one another, they encouraged competition. As long as no one was crippled or killed, the sect wouldn’t interfere. Though they had come from the lower realm, Chen Fan and the rest understood the law of the jungle. It was common for veteran disciples to bully newcomers. Chen Fan sat cross-legged on a prayer mat in his cave’s quiet chamber, an immortal stone in each hand. The Bodhi Ancient Tree was suspended in the air behind his head, radiant light over him, helping him slip instantly into a deep meditative state. This was his edge. He perceived and controlled the threads of law. The laws in the Heavenly Realm were very active and distinct, allowing him to perceive them easily. No wonder cultivation up to the Legendary realm in the Heavenly Realm was nearly unhindered; this was one of the reasons. Simultaneously, he absorbed energy from the immortal stones, steadily building his inner breath. Unnoticed, his aura rose continuously. Law threads entwined around Chen Fan, forming a storm of laws that seemed ready to unleash power strong enough to overturn rivers with a single move. On the Tianwu Continent, sensing the laws was incredibly difficult. Here, it felt natural, easier even than in the Sacred Demon Palace of the Myriad Demon Islands. Chen Fan walked out of the quiet room, his aura full and rich, his eyes bright. After three months of secluded cultivation, his cultivation level had risen significantly, reaching the peak Lesser Legendary realm. He had mastered over a thousand threads of law; only true primeval cultivation held him back from becoming a Greater Legend. With the cultivation conditions of the Heavenly Realm and the Bodhi Ancient Tree’s support, his talent was finally being fully unleashed. “If I go all out... can I take on someone at the Greater Legendary realm? Could I rival Gu Xun?” Chen Fan’s gaze was sharp. Gu Xun’s ability to defeat a Greater Legend with peak Lesser Legendary realm cultivation had left a huge impact on Chen Fan. He had even questioned whether he truly deserved the title of “peerless genius.” Although Lin Feiyu had explained that Gu Xun was only relying on his superior martial arts and foundation, that was only part of it. “Right, the Pine Crane Longevity Fist!” Chen Fan slapped his forehead, recalling it. Now, he already knew that the Hand of Demon and Nine Heavens Astral Sutra he cultivated could, strictly speaking, only be considered as quasi-immortal arts, not true immortal arts. In the Featherlight Immortal Sect, the Pine Crane Longevity Fist was the most basic immortal martial art. For someone like Gu Xun, a noble-born and the patriarch’s son, it was beneath notice. But for Chen Fan and the others, it was their first real taste of immortal-level martial arts. Chen Fan dove into it, analyzing and comparing it with the Hand of Demon and Nine Heavens Astral Sutra, breaking down its principles. Within three days, he gained deep insights. After another ten days, he had cultivated it to minor mastery. “Crane Dance in the Sky!” Chen Fan punched, and the fist force turned into a fine immortal crane, its sharp claws like hooks that could shatter metal and crumble mountains, displaying fierce momentum. “Crane Claw Sand Reflection!” “Immortal Crane Wiggles Its Plume!” “Pine Crane Prolongs Life!” It was like Chen Fan had transformed into an immortal crane, demonstrating every move. He moved like a crane, quiet as a pine. “Phew!” He stopped after a while and exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi. His eyes were bright, and he mumbled, “It’s indeed worthy of being an immortal art. Even just at minor mastery, it’s much more powerful than the Hand of Demon! But the consumption of true primeval is just as terrifying!” Chen Fan wiped away the sweat on his forehead. Just as he was about to practice it another round, a voice entered the cave.