103: Chapter 103 First-Order God

The divine oracle was set, and a continuous cracking sound erupted from the sky of the Divine Kingdom.

The iron rule of the Realm that had weighed upon the heads of the Half-step experts for over a hundred years was forcibly torn open by Wang Pingan's Divine Core.

The ten thousand square kilometers of land shook simultaneously; the waves of rice in the Spiritual Fields bowed low, and the crimson water in the Blood Energy Pool surged several zhang into the air.

Above the Immortal Dao Ancestral Court, a Spiritual Qi storm formed first.

Above the Martial Dao Holy City, a river of Blood Energy traversed the city, dyeing half the sky red.

The two forces converged in the center of the Divine Kingdom, transforming into a massive vortex of spiritual energy.

Wang Mu was the first to step into the air, his sleeves billowing from the Spiritual Qi, and he pressed down with the command flag in his hand.

"Immortal Dao Ancestral Court, form the Gathering Spiritual Formation!"

Over a thousand Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivators simultaneously channeled Spiritual Qi; no one privately seized the Spiritual Veins, and no one blindly charged at the threshold.

Everyone took their seats according to the formation positions Wang Mu had deduced over sixty years, organizing the violent Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi into hundreds of orderly channels.

The Spiritual Veins descended from the high sky, pouring into the top of every person attempting a Breakthrough.

Some had flushed faces with beads of blood seeping from their ears; Medical Cultivators immediately stepped forward to hold their shoulders and bring Mental Concentration Incense to their noses.

For those whose Dantian was shaking, as soon as the Meridian Protection Pill entered their stomachs, the Formation Hall's Foundation Stabilization Formation Plate was pressed against their backs.

The Breakthrough was no longer a solitary, brute-force endeavor.

The entire Immortal Dao system was supporting them as they ascended.

Wang Mu's Divine Soul was the first to touch the gates of the Purple Mansion.

That gate vibrated deep within his Sea of Consciousness, generating a vast suction force from within, intending to swallow all the Spiritual Qi he had compressed over the last hundred years.

He remained calm and unhurried; instead of monopolizing the Spiritual Qi, he waved his command flag, diverting thirty percent of the Spiritual Vein beneath him to several nearby Cultivators whose Divine Souls were unstable.

"Steady your footing and follow the formation!"

Upon hearing this shout, the Spiritual Qi that had nearly dissipated in the few Cultivators returned to their Meridians.

Inside the Martial Dao Holy City, Wang Shan drew the crimson flame saber, its tip pointing obliquely toward the sky.

"Two thousand Half-step Martial Masters, enter the Blood Energy Formation!"

The Martial Artists struck their chest armor in unison, and smoke-like Blood Energy rose from their Physical Bodies, converging into the nine-layered formation in the city.

They ignited all the power they had suppressed in their bones and blood for sixty years, forcefully slamming against the threshold of the Martial Master Realm.

The Blood Energy around Wang Shan was the most violent.

Muffled sounds came from beneath his skin, old wounds were forcibly torn open, and blood flowed down through the gaps in his armor.

He did not look aside, staring fixedly at the gap in the iron rule that had been torn open in the sky.

"Open!"

The ground of the Martial Dao Holy City sank heavily, and the nine-layered Blood Energy Formation lit up in unison.

A Half-step Martial Master lost control of his Blood Energy; his skin cracked, and blood began to seep from his arms and chest.

The Rescue Team beside him did not hesitate; they threw out a traction rope, wrapped it around his waist armor, and dragged him directly into the nearby icy medicinal pool.

Three Medical Cultivators administered acupuncture simultaneously; one suppressed the Blood Energy in his chest, one sealed the major Meridians in his shoulders and back, and one crushed a Meridian Protection Pill and placed it into his mouth.

The Martial Artist trembled in the pool for a dozen breaths, and the rampant Blood Energy was finally suppressed back into his Meridians.

Although he could not continue to challenge the Martial Master Realm, his life was securely preserved.

At another formation position, a Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivator's Divine Soul was shaking, his eyes unfocused, and the Dharma seals in his hands had already become chaotic.

Wang Mu struck out a formation pattern from afar, and a Talisman Institute Cultivator followed up closely, applying a Mental Concentration Talisman to forcibly pull that Divine Soul back into the Sea of Consciousness.

No one cried out in alarm on the Breakthrough plaza.

Every time a dangerous situation arose, someone stepped up according to the practiced procedures.

Bottles of Meridian Protection Pills were opened, bundles of Mental Concentration Incense were lit, and the medicinal pools, traction ropes, Formation Plates, and Medical Cultivator camps were all operating at their limits.

The preparations of these sixty years transformed at this moment into a foundation system that could truly protect lives.

Wang Pingan overlooked the entire situation, his Divine Thought forcefully suppressing the gap in the sky, not allowing the iron rule of the semi-gods to close again.

His Divine Core endured the backlash; the formation patterns on the floor of the secret room flickered, and the stone walls were covered in fine cracks.

He did not withdraw his hand.

His people had been suppressed for him for over a hundred years.

Today, it was his turn to hold this gate open for everyone.

Half an hour later, Wang Mu's Purple Mansion gate was the first to open wide.

Spiritual Qi transformed into liquid True Essence within his body, flowing along the Meridians to fill his Dantian and nourish his Divine Soul.

A clear, bright mansion gate floated behind him; within the gate, formation patterns intertwined, and the talisman light was steady.

Wang Mu officially stepped into the Purple Mansion Realm; without taking a moment to close his eyes and consolidate, he withdrew and landed in front of the Formation Hall's control hub, pressing his hands against the Formation Plate to channel his newly born True Essence directly into the formation.

"Immortal Dao Protector Formation, secondary diversion."

Once the Purple Mansion True Essence took control, the originally manic Spiritual Qi storm was immediately smoothed out.

More Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivators seized the opportunity, crashing through the threshold of the Realm one after another.

Inside the Martial Dao Holy City, Wang Shan also welcomed the final hurdle.

The crimson flame saber could not withstand the impact of the Blood Energy, and several cracks appeared on the blade.

Wang Shan simply thrust the blade into the ground, pressed his fists against his chest armor, and allowed the Blood Energy to surge into the sky from within his body.

A phantom of a colorful fierce tiger condensed behind him, raising its head to roar, shaking the battle flags on the city walls until they stood taut.

Wang Shan took a step forward; the floor tiles beneath his feet shattered, and the entire Blood Energy Formation sank three inches.

The threshold of the Martial Master Realm was shattered head-on.

The Blood Energy flowed back, his bones roared, and his Physical Body completed its reconstruction within a mere few dozen breaths.

Wang Shan officially stepped into the Martial Master Realm.

He pulled up the half-cracked crimson flame saber, his voice drowning out the rumbling of the Martial Dao Holy City.

"Don't stop, keep charging!"

Over two thousand Half-step Martial Masters were ignited by this command, and the red light of the Blood Energy Formation flared up again.

Veteran soldiers broke through the threshold one after another, while even more were knocked down by the backlash of Blood Energy beside the medicinal pools.

Some laughed twice after breaking through their Realm, only to be pressed back onto the ground by Medical Cultivators for acupuncture in the next breath.

"You just broke through and you're already moving around? Do you have a death wish?" the Medical Cultivator scolded fiercely.

A veteran soldier nearby heard this and laughed out loud before he had even wiped the blood off.

This bit of laughter was instantly drowned out by the sounds of more Breakthroughs.

Half a day passed; the Spiritual Qi storm gradually subsided, and the river of Blood Energy slowly receded.

Of the three thousand three hundred and twenty-one Half-step experts, one thousand one hundred and fifty successfully stepped into the Purple Mansion and Martial Master Realms in the end.

The remaining people, under the protection of the Medical Cultivator camps, Meridian Protection Pills, Mental Concentration Incense, and the Formation Hall, preserved their lives, though their cultivation regressed back to the Peak of Foundation Establishment and Blood Condensation.

Not a single person lost their life because of this.

When this result spread throughout the two Holy Cities, even Wang Mu let out a long sigh of relief.

Wang Shan looked at the veteran soldiers being carried out of the medicinal pools, his tone heavy, "As long as you're alive, you can charge again next time."

Over a thousand Purple Mansion and Martial Master experts looked up at the sky, bowing in unison toward the direction where Wang Pingan was located.

The Breakthrough of the people immediately transformed into a massive force of civilization feedback.

Immortal Dao True Essence, Martial Dao Blood Energy, the order of the hundred arts, the Evil Qi of the military formations, along with the national power of three million subjects, all poured back through the Divine Kingdom channel into Wang Pingan's Divine Core.

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