"You believe Ming Jian can thwart the Heavenly Imperator?" the Blood Emperor asked skeptically. "If the Heavenly Imperator is the biggest concern, why not join the Eldritch Court instead?" "Joining the Eldritch Court would mean true submission," the Dream Emperor replied, shaking his head. "Besides, what difference would that make? Could Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu arrive in time to save us at critical moments? "Only Ming Jian can help us. As the Spacetime Dao Master wielding a Xuanhuang Dao Treasure, his ability to traverse spacetime remains unmatched." The Dream Emperor's tone grew solemn. "He already possesses titan-level strength, and given time, he might even rival the Heavenly Imperator." The Blood Emperor acknowledged this with a slight nod, then responded helplessly, "That may be so, but we can't even reach him now." "Let's wait," the Dream Emperor counseled patiently. "It hasn't been that long." Time flowed like an endless river, carrying all in its current. After traversing the vast cosmic sea for several centuries, Wu Yuan, Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu, and the others finally returned to the Eldritch Progenitor Hall. Even among Dao Zenithels, a journey at this pace was remarkably swift. Soon after their arrival, two banquets were held simultaneously: one within the Eldritch Progenitor Hall of the cosmic sea, the other throughout the Eldritch Court Voidrealm. Both celebrated Wu Yuan becoming the fourth leader-level powerhouse of the Eldritch Court. The celebration at the Eldritch Progenitor Hall was intimate, yet its guest list was prestigious, with barely thirty Dao Zenithels in attendance. Here, Wu Yuan met every Dao Zenithel of the Eldritch Court, greeting each one in turn. This marked his true induction into the highest echelon of the Eldritch Court, establishing him as one of its four leaders, his strength and status now surpassing even Dao Zenithel Fu You. In contrast, the festivities within the Eldritch Court Voidrealm unfolded on a magnificent scale. Nearly every eternal powerhouse of the entire Eldritch Court participated, along with hundreds of thousands of Saints and Perennials. This grand celebration elevated Wu Yuan's reputation throughout the Eldritch Court to unprecedented heights. After the celebrations concluded, Wu Yuan's name echoed through the various Eternal Realms, Saint Realms, and countless spacetimes in the universes belonging to the Eldritch Court. Wu Yuan's body refiner self and ether body were secretly transported back to the Long Shan Universe by his mana body through spacetime traversal. Ether body, breakthrough! Within the essence space of the body refiner self's Eternal Realm, radiance from his self-created Dao illuminated everything, endless streams of black and white light weaving together. The Eternal Realm began its expansion, a process that would require at least a million years to complete. His ether body, now merged with the essence space, began driving the evolution of its Eternal Psyche. The continuous expansion of my qi refiner self's Eternal Realm is actually accelerating the recovery of its soul essence. Wu Yuan realized. But it will still take several million years at minimum. Several million years. For a Dao Zenithel, this was nothing more than a brief moment, yet to Wu Yuan, it still felt excessive. I must deepen my understanding of the Samsara Sword's profundities to reduce my energy consumption each time I wield it. Otherwise, even if my qi refiner self and mana body can take turns controlling the Samsara Sword to launch attacks, I'm effectively limited to only two killing moves per fight. He frowned. It's far from enough. His body refiner self's individual strikes paled compared to those of the qi refiner self, an inherent limitation of physical attacks. Yet what the body refiner self lacked in raw power, it compensated for in endurance, capable of sustained combat. The Eternal Psyches of both his qi refiner self and mana body each contained a soul essence and functioned independently. Only the Dream Megaverse was unique, housing the Samsara Sword within its boundaries. This meant that even if his qi refiner self and mana body were separated by vast distances, each could wield the Samsara Sword to strike, provided they didn't act at the same time. This versatility represented the terrifying potential of soul-class weapons. Yet Wu Yuan remained dissatisfied. The Samsara Sword's power, though formidable, couldn't allow him to annihilate Ancestral Saint Eastmoon directly. Against the Heavenly Imperator, it would likely inflict only minor injuries at best. Even with one additional use per battle, the difference would be negligible. I must either increase the Samsara Sword's power by creating a stronger psyche weapon ultimate technique, or find a way to use it more frequently. Within the Eternal Realm of the Ling Jiang Universe, Wu Yuan's qi refiner self began collaborating with his mana body to decode the profundities of the Samsara Sword. It was essentially an attempt to further refine his self-created Dao, striving to forge an even more powerful soul ultimate technique. In the Long Shan Universe, within the Eternal Realm, was a realm of darkness. Wu Yuan had carved out this section of spacetime solely for cultivating his ultimate techniques. My clash with Ancestral Saint Eastmoon proved that my saber techniques lack sufficient power. His body refiner self mused, standing alone in the void. The eighth move, The Primordium In A Thought, draws inspiration from numerous Dao Zenithel ultimate techniques of Frostheaven Peak. It borrows elements from the Great Leader's Five Moves of Destruction and Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu's Six Paths of Samsara. It points toward the ultimate end. Though newly created, with many aspects still imperfect, it should evolve step by step to the pinnacle of the third step of my self-created Dao. His mind remained tranquil. I need time. Wu Yuan had calculated that this move, when evolved to its limit, should approach the level of Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu's Six Paths of Samsara. Given enough time, I'm certain I can achieve it. And time was the one resource he now possessed in abundance. Tens of billions of years, hundreds of billions, even trillions...he could afford to wait. A thousand years later, Wu Yuan's ether body completed the transformation of its Eternal Psyche, officially becoming a Dao Zenithel. Yet he felt no urgency to visit the Ancestral Pagoda Spacetime, having gotten deeply immersed in perfecting his saber technique. Fusion. My self-created Dao has always centered on fusion. Wu Yuan reflected. The Primordium In A Thought mimics the operation of the Primordial Rules, yet it must transcend the Primordium itself. The Primordial Rules are vast and boundless, yet fundamentally all-encompassing and all-inclusive, containing no inherent destructive power. As long as one doesn’t violate them, the Primordial Rules impose no restraints. But my saber technique leans toward destruction. He realized with sudden clarity. In that moment, he grasped why the Great Leader had named his ultimate technique the Five Moves of Destruction. The concept of perfect inclusiveness only applied to one's self-created Dao, not to combat techniques. The way of battle was, at its core, destruction. A hundred thousand years passed. Ten million. A hundred million. For Eternals, the path of cultivation stretched endlessly. In what seemed like a mere blink, six billion years had elapsed. During this vast span, both Daoist Tian Xu and Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu had inquired about Wu Yuan's visit to the Ancestral Pagoda Spacetime, curious about the outcome. Learning that Wu Yuan remained absorbed in cultivating and refining his self-created Dao’s ultimate technique, neither pressed the matter further. Daoist Tian Xu, who had endured hundreds of samsara cycles of heaven and earth, would hardly grow impatient over such a brief interval. Within the essence space of the Eternal Realm, in the gloomy void, a saber formed of condensed ether sliced through the air. The stable surrounding spacetime rumbled. As the blade ray cut through emptiness, layers of spacetime shattered, dissolving into nothingness as if approaching total annihilation. The endless void suddenly erupted with infinite black light on one side, boundless darkness embodying pure destruction. From the other side burst endless white light, a convergence of radiance teeming with limitless vitality. Darkness and light coexisting. Destruction and creation intertwined. Wu Yuan stood at the center, perceiving these immense fluctuations until the endless white and black lights gradually dissipated, and the void returned to stillness. This time, he had used no Chaos Treasures. Even his mana remained restricted to the True Saint level, yet the power of this final saber strike radiated terrifying might. At last. He breathed. After six billion years, I've evolved this move to a higher level. A wave of emotion swept through him. Before this period of seclusion, he had cultivated for just over two billion years in total. Yet after becoming a Dao Zenithel, this single session of secluded cultivation had stretched beyond six billion years. Indeed, the cultivation sessions of eternal powerhouses grew ever longer with each advancement. It's a pity though. He sighed. No matter how I try, I can only interweave the Dao Intents of destruction and creation. Perfect fusion eludes me. He shook his head slightly. Years ago, when pioneering the Limitless Dao, he had drawn upon concepts of “limitless chaos” and “my Dao is the heaven's Dao”. But as his cultivation advanced, he came to understand that true destruction and creation were practically all-encompassing. He had incorporated insights from ten Great Daos into his self-created Dao. Yet the more he integrated, the more elusive perfection became. Even after cultivating for nearly ten billion years, complete unity remained beyond his grasp. If it were truly limitless, one should feel neither destruction nor creation from this saber strike. He mused, recalling the final move of the Five Moves of Destruction—The Great Dao Knows No End! That move seemed to contain no Dao Intent at all, yet simultaneously held infinite profundities. It closely resembled what he strove to achieve. This move has exhausted the limits of destruction and creation. Wu Yuan pondered. How do I go beyond this to achieve the final fusion? In the depths of his mind, Wu Yuan could almost grasp a certain essential insight, yet it constantly slipped away. He recognized that he had reached a bottleneck. Content orıginally comes from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾·𝗇𝖾𝗍 The profoundness of this move should match the strongest ultimate moves of other Full Dao Zenithels. He concluded. Beyond this lies another realm entirely. In terms of Dao cultivation, Wu Yuan's body refiner self had reached the limit of the third step, arriving at a bottleneck. He sensed that comprehending the final profundities would propel his body refiner self into the fourth step of his self-created Dao, a step destined to be exceptionally difficult. From here on, simple meditation won't suffice. Wu Yuan decided. His body refiner self stepped forward, leaving the shadowy spacetime realm and entering the main expanse of the Eternal Realm. After six billion years, Wu Yuan's body refiner self's Eternal Realm had long since expanded to its limits and undergone a complete transformation, reaching an entirely new level. Such prosperity. Wu Yuan observed, walking through the Eternal Realm. He gazed down at the vast expanse where countless beings cultivated, many Sovereigns and Overlords among them. Within the Eternal Realm existed countless worldlets, each home to innumerable mortal lifeforms cultivating and pursuing their own adventures. These beings were all native to the Eternal Realm itself. The vastness of an Eternal Realm surpassed a Saint Realm by over a hundredfold, and Wu Yuan's body refiner self's Eternal Realm was particularly immense. I never expected that an Overlord would emerge among the native lifeforms of my Eternal Realm. He looked on with interest. As ruler of this domain, he could view everything that had transpired over these billions of years with a mere thought. A native Overlord had indeed been born. Moreover, another Megaverse Crossroads had been held in the River of Universes, though he had been too absorbed in cultivation to pay much attention. It had been another era of monstrous prodigies, and billions of years had already passed since then. Now, Wu Yuan increasingly understood the mindset of those ancient eternal powerhouses. What were monstrous prodigies? What were Saintcrest Prodigies? Under the passage of time, all turns to dust. He reflected. Without stepping into eternity, all is just illusory. His gaze grew distant, as if peering across the vast stretch of spacetime from the Long Shan Universe to the Ling Jiang Universe. After such a long time, my mother, sister and the others have all become Overlords. Once they create Overlord-level ultimate techniques, they’ll have hope of becoming Perennials. Two days later, in the cosmic sea not far from the River of Universes, spacetime ripped open as a figure in white robes materialized, with another in black robes appearing nearby. Body refiner self, ether body, and mana body. Wu Yuan nodded with satisfaction. With this combination, there shouldn’t be anything I need to worry about in the cosmic sea. It's time to see the Blood Emperor and Dream Emperor. He decided. They've waited over six billion years. I shouldn't delay our meeting any longer. With a swift motion, his mana body, carrying both his body refiner self and ether body, directly entered the essence of the Great Dao of Spacetime, speeding toward the Dream Emperor's Eternal Realm.