66: Chapter 66 Twin Steles Suppress the World, Thousands Break Through Realms

The white jade Immortal Dharma Stele hung in the sky over the East, and the red-black Martial Dao Stele hung in the sky over the Northwest.

Before the two steles had even landed, the Immortal Martial citizens in the divine kingdom all looked up.

They could feel that this was no ordinary inheritance.

This was the path they would walk in the future.

Wang Mu stared at the Immortal Dharma Stele, his chest heaving violently.

In the past, he had relied on basic breathing techniques, jade slip fragments, and battlefield experience to slowly push the Cultivation Citizens forward.

Being able to reach the peak of Qi Refining Stage 9 relied on the Divine Lord's talent, and also on countless failures.

But what came after Qi Refining, how to proceed after Foundation Establishment, and how to pave the way for the Purple Mansion—he could only guess.

Now, the complete answer was right before his eyes.

Wang Shan stared at the Martial Dao Stele, his palm resting on the broken hilt of his crimson flame saber.

He also knew clearly that after Body Forging Level 9 came Blood Condensation, but he had only ever grasped a vague outline of the true operational path for the Blood Condensation realm.

The Martial Master and Martial Ancestor realms beyond that were even more of a fog to him.

The Divine Lord bringing these two steles meant laying the paths of Immortal Martial right at their feet.

Wang Pingan did not keep everyone waiting too long.

He pressed his palm downward.

"Immortal Dharma Stele, suppress the Eastern Immortal Dao Ancestral Court."

The white jade stele crashed down.

In the center of the new Eastern lands, the earth split open with a massive fissure, and the stele plunged heavily into it.

The hundred-zhang tall stele reached straight into the clouds, its surface lighting up with cloud patterns, sword patterns, array patterns, and spell patterns simultaneously.

Countless laws and Dao sounds emanated from the stele.

The basic cultivation systems of the five major stages—Body Forging, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Purple Mansion, and Golden Core—unfolded layer by layer.

Low-level spells, mid-level spells, basic array formations, spiritual energy circulation, meridian repair, and spiritual power compression all transformed into clear information, flooding into the minds of the Cultivation Citizens.

Wang Mu's body trembled violently.

The incomplete Qi Refining cultivation methods in his mind were immediately completed.

The several spiritual energy nodes that had previously blocked him were now all connected.

A clear path finally appeared before his eyes.

Foundation Establishment, Purple Mansion, Golden Core.

How to walk every step, how to settle spiritual energy each time, and how to protect every meridian were all written within the stele.

Wang Mu knelt on both knees, his forehead striking the ground heavily.

"Divine Lord, Wang Mu is willing to use this body to open the Immortal Dao for the divine kingdom!"

Five hundred elite cultivators knelt down simultaneously.

The spiritual energy that had been suppressed within their bodies surged again, but this time, it was no longer chaotic.

The Immortal Dharma Stele had given them the path.

They finally knew how to truly condense the spiritual power of the peak of Qi Refining Stage 9 into the foundation of Foundation Establishment.

Wang Pingan turned his gaze toward the Northwest.

"Martial Dao Stele, suppress the Northwestern Martial Dao Holy City."

The red-black Martial Dao Stele descended.

In the center of the Northwestern plateau, the earth was struck, sending out ripples of blood-colored waves.

The hundred-zhang stele stood upright, and the routes for the five major stages—Body Forging, Bone Refining, Blood Condensation, Martial Master, and Martial Ancestor—appeared on its surface.

Qi and blood manipulation, bone tempering, visceral refining, military formation synergy, and condensing battle intent into baleful qi—various essential Martial Dao techniques unfolded continuously.

The Mysterious Blood Pool was drawn by the stele, and the dark red pool water surged outward, forming a circle of Martial Dao blood patterns along the earth's meridians.

Wang Shan looked up at the stele, his eyes gleaming.

The Qi and blood path for the Blood Condensation realm was branded directly into his bone marrow.

In the past, he had relied on brute force and battle formations to charge, forcing Qi and blood into his bones, and had already forged a semi-formed prototype of Blood Condensation.

Now that the stele provided the complete method, he realized just how fierce and dangerous his previous path had been.

With just one more step, he would be able to refine his entire body's Qi and blood into controllable Blood Condensation power.

Wang Shan knelt on one knee, his voice echoing through the Northwestern mountains.

"Divine Lord, Wang Shan is willing to be the vanguard of the Martial Dao!"

Five hundred Martial Heavy Armor troops knelt together.

The blood-colored light on their bodies was drawn by the Martial Dao Stele, slowly changing from violent to heavy and profound.

High in the sky, the power of the two steles, one white and one red, resonated from afar.

On the Immortal Dharma Stele, sword light and torrents of spells intertwined.

On the Martial Dao Stele, blade light and shadows of Qi and blood combat rolled.

The entire divine kingdom was enveloped in the aura of the two inheritances.

The Immortal Dao now had roots.

The Martial Dao now had bones.

Wang Pingan looked at the two core areas, the East and the Northwest, and finally nodded.

The space was ready.

The energy was ready.

The inheritance was also ready.

Next, it was time to let the blade that had been pressed for ten years be unsheathed.

Wang Pingan's voice spread throughout the divine kingdom.

"The shackles are broken, the inheritance is open."

Three thousand core legions looked up simultaneously.

Wang Mu and Wang Shan stood at the very front, the power within their bodies already pressed to the limit.

"Today, I permit you all to break through!"

The instant the divine oracle fell, one thousand peak-realm elites roared in unison.

Qi and blood surged into the sky from within the five hundred Martial Heavy Armor troops.

Beams of blood-colored light rose from the Northern Military Camp, the Northwestern Martial Dao area, and the edge of the Mysterious Blood Pool, tearing directly through the clouds.

The spiritual energy of the five hundred elite cultivators went berserk.

Spiritual energy condensed into five hundred giant swords above their heads, their tips pointing straight at the firmament.

The sky of the divine kingdom vibrated violently.

The thirty-six branches of the Great Spirit Vein shone simultaneously, providing a continuous stream of energy for these one thousand people.

The Immortal Dharma Stele and the Martial Dao Stele also released the radiance of inheritance, stabilizing the most dangerous nodes during their breakthroughs.

Wang Mu moved first.

He stood before the Immortal Dharma Stele, the peak Qi Refining Stage 9 spiritual energy within him compressed to the extreme.

Every clash from the past ten years, every instance of spiritual energy depletion, and every forced recovery all transformed into fuel for Foundation Establishment at this moment.

He formed seals with his hands, and the Foundation Establishment route from the Immortal Dharma Stele descended into his meridians.

Spiritual energy began to liquefy.

When the first drop of spiritual liquid condensed deep in his dantian, Wang Mu's whole body shuddered violently.

The second drop, the third, the tenth, the hundredth.

The Qi Refining spiritual power collapsed continuously, finally turning into a clear lake of spiritual energy.

Wang Mu opened his eyes, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly retracted.

The next moment, the aura of Foundation Establishment erupted from within him.

Wang Mu had stepped into the Foundation Establishment stage.

The Eastern Cultivation Citizens erupted in irrepressible cheers.

"Lord Wang Mu has reached Foundation Establishment!"

"The Immortal Dao is open!"

"Long live the Divine Lord!"

Wang Mu did not indulge in the joy of breaking through; he immediately turned to look at the five hundred elite cultivators.

"Follow the stele's route. Don't rush, don't be chaotic. Whoever dares to charge recklessly, I will personally press them back down!"

This sentence made many of the elites' eyes heat up with emotion.

They had been incredibly nervous, but hearing this, they steadied themselves.

With Wang Mu leading the way, they were not afraid.

On the other side, Wang Shan's breakthrough was even more ferocious.

He stood before the Martial Dao Stele, his feet cracking the ground, and dense popping sounds emanated from his bones.

The Qi and blood suppressed for ten years rushed out from deep within his bone marrow, only to be forcibly constrained by the Blood Condensation method of the Martial Dao Stele.

The Qi and blood no longer dispersed.

They surged through his body along the new route, finally gathering into a thick, heavy flow of blood.

The heavy armor on Wang Shan's body was stretched, emitting harsh screeching sounds.

The dark red water vapor from the Mysterious Blood Pool surged toward him, rotating around his entire body.

He suddenly looked up and slammed his fists into his chest.

Boom!

Blood-colored battle qi erupted from his body, condensing into a tangible form.

Wang Shan had stepped into the Blood Condensation realm.

He raised his hand and clenched it, the air squeezed out by his Qi and blood, creating an explosive sound.

"Satisfying!"

Wang Shan laughed up at the sky, his voice filled with the ecstasy of years of suppression.

"Brothers, keep up! Don't let those on the Immortal side laugh at us!"

The five hundred Martial Heavy Armor troops responded with a roar.

"Keep up!"

Subsequently, the breakthroughs began to spread.

The first elite cultivator's dantian liquefied, and they succeeded in Foundation Establishment.

The first Martial Heavy Armor soldier's Qi and blood condensed, and they stepped into Blood Condensation.

The second person, the third, the tenth, the fiftieth.

Giant spiritual energy swords and blood-colored light beams appeared continuously over the divine kingdom.

Each time an elite broke through, the divine kingdom's earth veins vibrated.

This was not an ordinary individual breakthrough.

This was an entire peak-realm legion that had been suppressed for ten years, collectively crossing a chasm.

The Immortal Dharma Stele continuously descended white jade radiance, stabilizing the meridians of the elite cultivators.

The Martial Dao Stele continuously released blood-colored patterns, protecting the bones and viscera of the elite Martial Dao troops.

The A-grade Great Spirit Vein supplied energy rapidly.

The thirty-six branches were drained, their light flickering in waves.

Wang Pingan soon discovered that the energy consumption was even greater than he had estimated.

With one thousand people breaking through simultaneously, even with an A-grade Great Spirit Vein, gaps began to appear.

The light of several branches in the East dimmed.

The water level of the Northwestern Mysterious Blood Pool dropped.

The spiritual energy rain above the Northern Military Camp also began to thin.

Wang Mu had just reached Foundation Establishment and immediately sensed something was wrong.

He looked up and shouted anxiously: "Divine Lord, there isn't enough energy! One thousand people breaking through at once will drain the new spirit veins!"

Wang Shan also felt the Mysterious Blood Pool being rapidly devoured by the five hundred Martial Heavy Armor troops.

His expression changed, and he roared: "Brothers, steady! Don't fight over the earth veins! Consume in order!"

But at this stage of the breakthrough, it was no longer up to them to stop.

Every peak-realm elite had ten years of accumulation suppressed within them.

Once the floodgates opened, the power would forcibly push through the barrier.

If the energy could not keep up, at best, the breakthrough would fail, resulting in damaged meridians; at worst, Qi and blood would backfire, causing their foundations to shatter.

This was the true difficulty of a mass breakthrough of a thousand people.

It was spectacular, ruthless, and dangerous enough.

Ordinary newcomer divine kingdoms would never dare to play like this.

Even geniuses from demigod families rarely released so many peak-realm citizens at once.

Because they could not support it.

Wang Pingan watched the gradually darkening branches, his eyes steady.

He had known from the start that it would burn money.

Wasn't one billion Source Power points meant to be the fallback?

In the secret chamber, Wang Pingan's main body raised his hand and pressed it against the purple-gold Source Power card.

The divine core channel opened, and the Source Power points in the family's special account began to burn rapidly.

Ten million.

Thirty million.

Eighty million.

One hundred million.

Source Power transformed into a golden torrent, pouring into the divine kingdom's earth veins through the divine core.

The thirty-six branches that had been dimming immediately lit up again.

Above the Eastern Immortal Dao Ancestral Court, the spiritual energy rain thickened again.

In the Northwestern Martial Dao Holy City, the water in the Mysterious Blood Pool surged upward suddenly.

All the array patterns in the Northern Military Camp lit up simultaneously.

Wang Mu watched the restabilized spirit veins, stunned for a moment.

"The Divine Lord is burning Source Power to support our breakthrough."

Wang Shan felt his blood boil, and he roared directly at all the Martial Dao elites: "Everyone, show some spirit! The Divine Lord is smashing real money into you; whoever fails is a disgrace!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Martial Heavy Armor troops all turned red.

The elite cultivators also steadied their minds, not daring to waste a single bit of energy.

They knew that for every extra moment of hesitation, the Divine Lord was burning more Source Power.

No one dared to fail.

No one wanted to fail.

The first hundred people completed their breakthrough.

The second hundred people completed their breakthrough.

The third hundred people completed their breakthrough.

Half an hour later, the last elite cultivator successfully condensed spiritual liquid, and the aura of Foundation Establishment rose.

At the same time, the last Martial Heavy Armor soldier's Qi and blood were constrained, and they stepped into the Blood Condensation realm.

One thousand peak-realm elites had all crossed the chasm.

Not a single failure.

Wang Mu stood before the Eastern Immortal Dharma Stele, with five hundred Foundation Establishment elite cultivators neatly arrayed behind him.

Wang Shan stood before the Northwestern Martial Dao Stele, with five hundred Blood Condensation Martial Heavy Armor troops behind him, their Qi and blood soaring into the sky.

The entire divine kingdom fell silent for a breath.

Then, the cheers of thirty thousand citizens erupted.

"Foundation Establishment Legion!"

"Blood Condensation Legion!"

"Long live the Divine Lord!"

Wang Pingan looked down at the divine kingdom, finally revealing a look of satisfaction.

From this day on, the legions in his hands were no longer just peak-realm soldiers of the newcomer stage.

This was the prototype of a demigod-level Immortal Martial Legion.

I beg my foster fathers and mothers to give some five-star reviews; there have been too many bad reviews lately.

Your foster son kowtows in thanks. Also, "powering with love" is free, you know.