133: Instantaneous Sainthood and Rewards for Merit

"Is this what a Realm Lord is like...?"

Li Jiangchen only felt his Divine Soul merge with the heavens and earth, rapidly transforming, stained with a touch of gold, and emitting supreme heavenly might.

By simply activating this heavenly might, the surrounding heavens and earth could be used by him, empowering him with a power far exceeding the so-called third heaven limit.

Furthermore, the previously obscure Profound Truths were now as docile as fish swimming between his fingers. Li Jiangchen had a feeling that even without the aid of an enlightenment stone, he could comprehend them to the Perfection of the third heaven through persistent effort.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and his Soul Sea churned. The previously illusory nascent dharma form rapidly solidified, and its vast power caused the Void Realm to faintly tremble.

Manifesting a dharma form—this was Fate Reversal!

Crossing this threshold, Li Jiangchen's aura instantly reached the Peak of a Pseudo-Saint.

In the Void Realm, twelve attribute Profound Truths transformed into brilliant rivers of light, spanning the heavens and earth, and simultaneously poured into his Soul Sea dharma form.

Immediately, his Soul Sea vibrated, expanded rapidly, and emitted golden light.

A phantom dharma form with three heads and ten arms emerged from his body, ten thousand zhang tall, frantically absorbing Origin Qi from the heavens and earth.

The true essence within his body rapidly transformed, emitting a unique saintly fluctuation.

In an instant, the entire Human Realm seemed to come alive. The world fetal membrane, which had been like a pool of stagnant water, now breathed, frantically inhaling Origin Qi from the Endless Starry Sky.

The Realm Heart, the Great Shang Dynasty's Nine Prefectures, the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range, the Eight Desolations and Four Seas... magnificent phantom immortal palaces appeared in the Void Realm, surrounded by countless celestial maidens with colorful ribbons fluttering, and Origin Qi condensed into nine-colored snowflakes, slowly drifting down.

Great Shang Dynasty's Qing Prefecture military camp.

An old man with white hair, clad in black armor, lay on a camp bed, his face like golden paper, constantly coughing up blood.

After thirty years of guarding the border, the accumulated minor injuries had long become irreversible.

His end was due within the next three to five years.

However, he had no regrets.

Guarding the border meant using flesh and blood as a defense to protect the common people.

Suddenly, a young armored soldier burst in, exclaiming, "Master, come out quickly! There's a celestial phenomenon in the sky."

"Celestial phenomenon?" The black-armored old man supported his heavy body and stepped out of the military camp, immediately stunned by the sky full of phenomena.

A nine-colored snowflake drifted before his eyes. He inexplicably reached out, and the moment he touched it, the nine-colored snowflake transformed into a warm Origin Qi that merged into his limbs and meridians.

The accumulated injuries within his body, which had been irreversible, rapidly disappeared.

He suddenly felt his internal organs squirm, an itch in his throat, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of black blood. Immediately, he felt as if his internal organs had been cleared, and his body regained the vitality of his youth.

"This... how can this be?" The black-armored old man was dumbfounded.

At the same time, inside the military camp, a series of auras continuously broke through.

"My cultivation has broken through!"

"Me too, even the knife wounds from demon slaying are gone."

"What a great Opportunity, what a great fortune."

"I don't know why, but the moment I touched the nine-colored snowflake, a strange sense of familiarity arose in my heart."

"Huh? So I'm not the only one who feels this way."

...Ding Prefecture Li Family.

The Grand Elder lay on his bed, his face ashen.

Ever since the last Yao Race invasion, he had sacrificed his Origin and fought against Demons, and now he was at the end of his rope.

At this moment, the Li Family disciples surrounded him, their eyes tearful, weeping.

"No need to cry. Life and death are fated. I have presided over the Li Family for many years and have been worthy of my ancestors. Now, I am merely reuniting with them."

The Grand Elder struggled to sit up, and Li Jiangling, as the Family Head, quickly came to his side.

"Jiangling..."

"Grand Elder, I am here." The current Li Jiangling was mature and steady, but the sleeve of his right arm was empty—he had lost it when fighting a Great Demon King during the last demonic invasion.

"Jiangchen has the potential of a Heavenly Immortal, but unfortunately, our Li Family's world is too small to nurture a true Dragon.

From now on, the burden of the Family will fall on your shoulders." The Grand Elder gripped Li Jiangling's arm, speaking earnestly.

"Grand Elder..." Li Jiangling's voice choked.

Suddenly, a golden light descended from the celestial palace in the sky, piercing through the courtyard walls and shining upon the Li Family disciples.

Immediately, everyone's aura rapidly increased, and cracking sounds came from their bodies.

The greatest improvement belonged to the Grand Elder.

He broke through to the Pseudo-Saint level with lightning speed, and then his true essence soared, reaching the Peak of a Pseudo-Saint.

Everyone was instantly stunned.

"That golden light... seems to have Jiangchen's aura..."

"Is it you?"

The Grand Elder looked towards the horizon.

Similar events were happening all over the Great Shang Dynasty.

Shen Honglian and her brother, Daoist Yun Xu, Chen Yanran, Wu Yan... their true essence rapidly surged, and the Bottlenecks that were once difficult to break through were shattered in an instant.

Martial Temple.

The Martial Temple Ancestor looked at the phenomenon in the Void Realm, his face filled with surprise.

In his perception, the Profound Truths that were once difficult to grasp slowly became clear.

This feeling could only be compared to being in the Realm Heart.

"What exactly happened?"

At this moment, a Dragon shadow formed by azure water ripples swept towards the Martial Temple, revealing the figure of a blue-robed old man.

"Something big has happened." Ancestor Guihai's face was flushed with an uncontrollable joy.

"Could it be related to this celestial phenomenon?" The Martial Temple Ancestor asked, puzzled.

"Indeed. Brother Wu, you haven't cultivated to the third heaven limit, so your perception isn't as clear. The Profound Truth level of this world is slowly increasing. In at most ten years, it will allow us to cultivate to the fourth heaven level."

Upon hearing this, the Martial Temple Ancestor was immediately shocked, with even more questions in his heart.

What exactly happened in this world to cause such a change?

Human Realm portal.

A Bone Saint, covered in thorny bone spurs, looked at the Human Realm, which was absorbing Origin Qi like a tide, his face grim.

"Origin Swallowing Tide... a Realm Lord has been born in this Realm."

"Damn it, thousands of years of planning, ruined in a single day."

"We must quickly accelerate the annexation of this Realm. If necessary, destroy this Realm, kill the newly ascended Realm Lord, and plunder the primordial violet qi."

At this moment.

Inside the Sacred Spirit Palace.

With the towering dharma form integrated into his body, Li Jiangchen slowly rose, exuding the aura of a Peak Martial Saint of the first heaven.

If he were to consume Demon cultivation and continue comprehending Profound Truths, he could break through that thin barrier in an instant and reach the second heaven Realm.

"No rush, there's a little mouse that needs to be dealt with soon."

The moment he became the Realm Lord, Li Jiangchen completely controlled the Sacred Spirit Palace and the Realm Heart, with permissions even above the Sacred Spirit.

Li Jiangchen pointed a finger, and a holy power pierced through the Void Realm, revealing a scene of the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Saint breaking through layers of space and swimming towards the core of the Sacred Spirit Palace.

"Master, this fiend is essentially a Sixth Heaven Saint. Thousands of years ago, he ambushed the Sacred Spirit Palace, exploited loopholes, and nearly stole a primordial violet qi.

At that time, I could only rely on the Realm Heart's Witch Race servants to encircle and Seal him." The moment Li Jiangchen refined the Realm Heart, the Sacred Spirit had already acknowledged him as its Master.

"Easy enough."

Li Jiangchen's eyes turned cold, his Divine Soul merged with the heavens and earth, emitting a vast heavenly might. Immediately, the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Saint, who was swimming, felt a strong sense of oppression surge from all directions.

The next moment, twelve Profound Truths transformed into chains, firmly locking the Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Saint, abruptly pulling him out, and he fell into the core of the Sacred Spirit Palace.

"It's you!" The Six-Armed Heavenly Corpse Saint's eyes showed fierce light, and he was about to pounce, but suddenly he noticed the difference in Li Jiangchen's aura. He immediately trembled all over, dumbfounded.

This feeling of directly facing heavenly might was something he had only experienced from the White Bone Realm Lord.

The person before him... had actually become the Human Realm Lord!