Celestial Peak 295 Patience

Law ­— a system that ties down the world to make it function. The law of sword is to slay the person before you; the law of the bow is to pierce the enemy ahead of you.

The law of the ground is for it to provide footing. But what if the laws of the world is bendable and definable. If it can be molded to the need of a person, the sheer devastation it could cause would be immense.

w.a.n.g Ling was at a cave in the northernmost mountain area of the Frost Domain. He was alone, not with Bai Xue or anyone.

This cave was manmade, carved by Butler Sun for his seclusion that will take years to end. w.a.n.g Ling's lifespan is now only fourteen years. It had estimated that it would take him three to five years just to breakthrough.

With him were four swords, the two natal weapons and the two fragments of his Blood Seeker. He had not collected them all as the other three had gone up to the higher realms.

The sword that is in the possession of the Feng Clan had returned to the Origin World, same with the Bo Clan and the Liu Clan's sword.

To enter the Origin World — a realm separated from the Celestial Spirit Realm, he only needs to get Butler Sun to take him there. But w.a.n.g Ling chooses not to, he wants to enter the Origin World when he ascends to Immortality.

He cannot wait for years just to collect his sword fragments, what he needs is to reach Immortality and increase his lifespan.

So, he is already trying to break the barrier of the Immortal Spirit Stage or also known as the Immortal Foundation Spirit Stage. Other than that, it was also known as the third Boundary realm of cultivation.

There were previously two boundaries, but in the Higher Realms, there's more than five.

The previous stages he knew was: Foundational Phase, Nascent Soul Stage, Saint Phase, Dominion Realm, and Celestial Phase.

All of these, are the realms of cultivation in the Celestial Spirit Realm. But, this is not the apex or is it the middle of everything. In the eyes of the Higher Realms, the stages of cultivation in the Celestial Spirit Realm is the foundation of what they refer to as the [G.o.d Path].

To reach G.o.dhood, one must become aware of Mortality, such is the law of the world. And to become G.o.d, there was one such important requirement, reach Immortality before the age of 100.

To bypa.s.s the realm of G.o.ds, one must become an Immortal and to become an Immortal, one must first be a Mortal. But to become an Immortal the presence of Immortal Qi must first be present in the body of a cultivator.

And Immortal Qi can only be achieved by forming what Immortals call an Immortal Foundation — hence the term Immortal Foundation Stage. To harness Immortal Qi an Immortal Foundation is needed.

The process of creating an Immortal Foundation is eerily simple — yet eerily dangerous. To create the shards for the form of the Immortal Foundation wishes to form, one must give up Mortality so crus.h.i.+ng one's foundation will be necessary.

Anyone can crush anyone's own foundation, but for w.a.n.g Ling, it is one of the hardest things to accomplish. The strongest foundation in the cosmos cannot be destroyed so easily; it cannot be damaged so easily.

Even after w.a.n.g Ling going berserk with his qi consumption, not once did his foundation waver. And now, in order to construct an Immortal Foundation, he must destroy the one thing that can hold up the skies if it ever falls.

"The Cosmic Foundations is the strongest thing in my whole being, it is even strong enough to withhold the two qi that creates Chaos. And I need to crush it in one shot? How am I going to do that?"

w.a.n.g Ling was in a bind, but he knows it is doable; after all, the fifth level of Nine Heaven Upheaval Art is to create the [Chaotic Origin Foundation].

"I'll try that first." w.a.n.g Ling entered his Spirit Ocean and stood before his Cosmic Energy Palace and Cosmic Pillars. Without a sword, w.a.n.g Ling channeled his Divine Sword Qi to his hands.

He gathered everything he could for a full minute and with but a single motion — he made a slash. The world within himself trembled in the presence of divine qi, the Spirit Ocean created waves erratically and it rocked his entire body.

But as his sword qi reaches the Cosmic Pillars and the Cosmic Energy Palace; his foundation didn't even waver in the slightest.

"This is not going to work." He exclaimed. If Divine Sword Qi can't even make the Cosmic Foundation waver, he has no idea what can.

From the depths of the Spirit Ocean, a white blaze emerged and formed to create a serpent. Suzhen emerges as she felt her father's presence, "What is the matter, Father."

"Good timing, help me for a bit." He instructed without being perturbed of her presence. w.a.n.g Ling turned his attention back to the Cosmic Foundation and raised his sword above his head. He once again attempted to pulverize his Foundations.

"Suzhen, provide the strongest flames you can."

"The strongest flames may harm Father, I advise not to do it."

"Just do it, Suzhen."

With his Father's instructions, Suzhen lit everything ablaze. The veins and muscles of w.a.n.g Ling began to bubble as an extreme heat flow through his body. It was painful, but he held it in and as the heat reaches its peak w.a.n.g Ling unleashes a devastating slash.

The flames roared and w.a.n.g Ling's qi harmonized with the flames of Suzhen. It flew through the air scorching everything in its path. Yet, as it reaches the Cosmic Foundation; the flames wavered and dissipated, returning to his body.

The Cosmic Foundation didn't even show signs of trembling. w.a.n.g Ling found this to be disturbing. What if he can't ascend to Immortality? What will happen then? Will he die just like that?

w.a.n.g Ling did not want such a thing to happen. So, he went back to thinking.

Three months pa.s.sed and it was now the ninth month of the year. He was now 30 years of age and for the past three months, he had been trying to leave a scratch on his foundation only to end up failing.

"This is not going to work, this is the limitations of Lightning Qi." The lightning qi that he managed to harness from his past encounters with the lightning tribulation failed as well. 

Now, he was on the verge of insanity. Others fear of having their Foundations shattered, but w.a.n.g Ling fears of it not shattering.

He was about to give up when he suddenly remembered something, "How about merging the two qi." In his fight with Xie Ro, w.a.n.g Ling managed to take Xie Ro's arm because of a sudden burst of power.

That burst came from the forced merging of his h.e.l.lish Qi and Angelic Qi. The gray qi that mutated his strength his body for a brief moment that's what he needs, he needs — Chaos Qi.

But he can't get Chaos Qi with his current Holy Lord bloodline. He was a mere Transcendent Holy Lord, he needs to first reach Royal Holy Lord. At least that's what the gray figure said.

So, w.a.n.g Ling does not need to focus on pulverizing his Foundation; what he needs is to increase the thickness of his bloodlines. And he must do it in the span of a few years.

So, w.a.n.g Ling went to work. He summoned the sound of the Bell of Heaven and then, for the next years he focused on having his Holy Lord bloodline thicken. He had his soul tempered and strengthened by the Bell of Heaven.

And as a year pa.s.sed, he made a breakthrough and manifested the fifth halo. And as he reaches the fifth halo, his absorption of qi also became even faster.

But he need not absorb any more qi. His body was already filled to the brim, if he absorbs any more it will all be for nothing. w.a.n.g Ling once again inherited nothing from his bloodline, but he did not care and steadily pressed on.

But what he did not perceive was the reaction of Suzhen to him reaching the next level of his bloodline. Suzhen's body mutated once again, the bloodline that governs the elements is, as expected also governs the flames of heaven.

Suzhen's blazing body was now laced with azure stripes. On her head were six stripes that run from her head to her tail. Fangs emerged from her maw and now, a bright red core formed on her forehead that entered her body.

Suzhen has formed a Beast Core, but it was still a fake core because she is nothing but an avatar born out of w.a.n.g Ling's mind.

w.a.n.g Ling did not know of such a change was happening within him.

He focused on himself, he let the bell ring and he endured. He now needs 54 bells in order for him to reach the next level of the Holy Lord bloodline.

"Only a little more." He whispered under his breath.

Continuing with his pursuit of the sixth halo, w.a.n.g Ling continued the ringing of the bell. But he found that reaching that the sixth halo was not so easily achieved as he had thought.

Now, the ringing of the bell was too painful that every additional ringing of the bell damages his soul. To face one additional bell ring, he needed to prepare for months to ensure he doesn't get rip to pieces. And when he overcome the struggle of the previous bell ring, he was made to prepare an even stronger bell that would take an even longer time preparation.

It was painful, and it was horrible. The fear of death was there as more time pa.s.ses. The pa.s.sage of time awaits n.o.body, he was not the G.o.d who rules over time; he cannot control it.

So, w.a.n.g Ling had to wait patiently. His seemingly perpetual struggle to reaching the sixth halo cost him eight years of his remaining thirteen years lifespan  — he now only have five more years to live.

But as he reaches the sixth halo, something occurred. His angelic qi rose exponentially and wave after wave of information appeared in his mind. A new kind of information surfaced.

w.a.n.g Ling grew stronger and his bloodline rejoiced. Three innate abilities flowed but he cared little for it as it was irrelevant.

It took him nine whole years to ready his soul and reach this level of bloodline level. And as w.a.n.g Ling smiled. The two qi moved and his bloodline also. A flood of qi rushed to his Spirit Ocean even without him aggravating the flow.

The flow of both bloodlines has finally reached the level of Royalty, as he reaches the Royal Holy Lord and True Devil King, the sight of a n.o.ble finally sprouted.

The qi that was innately meant for the use of the one true king slowly but surely started forming. w.a.n.g Ling's body was bombarded with violent convulsion and inexplicable pain mix with flashes of images he never knew that happened before.

In front of w.a.n.g Ling were an army of millions, both the Holy Race and Devils fighting for dominance. He was watching from the perspective of someone he knows not of the ident.i.ty.

The battle being fought was unsightly and w.a.n.g Ling watched from above. He heard himself speak in a whisper, "Such nonsense, for them to fight like so, it saddens me."

w.a.n.g Ling became confused but after he heard those words, he was pulled back to his original body and as he opened his eyes above the Spirit Ocean he saw a pair of grayish eyes staring at him, the gray figure tried to smile with his eyes and then said, "Hi, how was the night with the fox?"