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    Translator:  Ashish

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    The Eastern Emperor Bell, seemingly sensing Yu Zi Yu’s thoughts, chuckled suddenly. “Now that you have no worries, I shall take my leave.”

     

    As it spoke… the golden bell shadow enveloping Yu Zi Yu gradually dimmed.

     

    However, right then, as if having struck with a thought, the Eastern Emperor Bell’s voice echoed in Yu Zi Yu’s mind once more, “When you’ve become a Half-Step Eternal, come seek us at the end of the Starry Sky.”

     

    “Yes, Elder,” Yu Zi Yu replied earnestly.

     

    At the same time, his heart skipped a beat, as a realization dawned upon him.

     

    In the past, his connection with the Eastern Emperor Bell was merely due to the existence of the Demon Court.

     

    However, now, he himself had earned the recognition of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

     

    And why not? He had already reached the Seventh Order.

     

    He stood as one of the most supreme prodigies across countless eras. Even compared to the Eastern Emperor Bell, a Primordial Beings, he was not too far behind.

     

    In addition, he carried Nine Realms, possessed two Grand Divine Abilities, and was also protected by the sacred Sixteen Holy Wings.

     

    It could be said that Yu Zi Yu was a prodigy among prodigies, a monster among monsters, standing at the pinnacle of countless epochs.

     

    As such, catching the eye of the Eastern Emperor Bell was only natural.

     

    After all, one might find prodigies on par with Yu Zi Yu, but to find someone who surpassed him? That was as difficult as ascending to Heaven.

     

     

    After hearing these words from the Eastern Emperor Bell, Yu Zi Yu felt much more at ease.

     

    The Eastern Emperor Bell was a supreme entity, and its words were no less than a promise.

     

    “See you at the end of the Starry Sky…” Yu Zi Yu murmured softly, gazing at the streak of golden light shooting toward the depths of the cosmos.

     

    That was the imprint left within him by the Eastern Emperor Bell.

     

    Now that its projection had dissipated, the imprint naturally departed as well.

     

    Yu Zi Yu did not regret this.

     

    After all, the Eastern Emperor Bell’s promise to protect him had already fulfilled its purpose here.

     

    He had already achieved the Seventh Order, it was tantamount to opening a path to Heaven for him.

     

    Now, all he had to do was keep advancing step by step, and he would ascend to the Realm of Hegemony, and none would be able to stop him.

     

    By then, the combination of his Seventh Order Physique and Tier-7 Realm of Hegemony, would allow Yu Zi Yu to reign supreme across the cosmos.

     

    As for his path toward the Eternal Realm, that was a matter far into the future.

     

    However, even at that time, Yu Zi Yu’s trump cards would be unfathomable.

     

    Even now, merely at Tier-6, he already possessed a number of hidden cards up his sleeve. By the time he sought Eternity, his power and influence might have expanded to encompass all races. His trump cards would have multiplied by several times, or perhaps even dozens of times.

     

    At that time, thanks to the karmic bond forged today, he could once again request the Eastern Emperor Bell’s protection.

     

    After all, an existence on the verge of achieving Eternity, and with such a karmic connection, was already worthy of the Eastern Emperor Bell’s attention.

     

     

    Meanwhile, as the golden phantasm bell dissipated, it left countless onlookers reeling in shock.

     

    No one could quite digest the fact that Yu Zi Yu, who had been on the brink of certain doom, had suddenly returned from the dead.

     

    Truth be told, even Yu Zi Yu himself was slightly in a daze.

     

    After decades of seclusion, he had grown careless. He had underestimated his attraction to others, which ultimately led to the awakening of so many Imperial Artifacts.

     

    Anyway, none of it mattered to him now.

     

    What he was currently focused on was revenge.

     

    A cold sneer surfaced in Yu Zi Yu’s heart as his branches slowly unfurled. One after another, they drifted through the Starry Sky, drawing countless gazes.

     

    It was because each of these branches emanated a hazy golden radiance.

     

    At a glance, they resembled divine chains interweaving throughout the cosmos.

     

    At the same time…

     

    *Boooom…* An inexplicable aura spread through the Starry Sky.

     

    It was terrifying!

     

    It was awe-inspiring!

     

    It was like a being standing at the apex of the food chain was silently overlooking its prey, evoking a chilling fear in all who beheld it.

     

    The Seventh Order marked yet another transformation in the Hierarchy of Life itself.

     

    At this moment, Yu Zi Yu’s very existence had reached the heights of the cosmos. His sheer might was beyond anyone could fathom.

     

    And none felt this more deeply than those locked in his gaze—the Nether God, the Shadow Lord, and the King of Lightning.

     

    *Hoooo…* Even their breathing came to a halt. For a moment, their bodies stiffened, as if frozen in place.

     

    “What… is that?” A sudden question shattered the silence as the King of Lightning’s face turned deathly pale.

     

    His eyes, seemingly containing an endless sea of lightning, flickered uncontrollably, as if trembling in fear.

     

    However, one could hardly blame him.

     

    After all, Yu Zi Yu’s transformation had propelled his Hierarchy of Life to an absolutely monstrous level, so monstrous it defied all reason.

     

    At this moment, as everyone lifted their eyes, they saw a scroll unfolding behind Yu Zi Yu.

     

    It was the Tenth Realm, a complete, self-contained Great World.

     

    In fact, in order to create this Great World, Yu Zi Yu had exhausted almost all the energy of the Nine Realms.

     

    And this was precisely why he could not execute the Divine Ability — the Nine Realms of Heaven in battle.

     

    Not that he did not wish to, but that he could not.

     

    The Tenth Realm was nurtured by the very essence of the Nine Realms.

     

    A world that would have normally taken tens of thousands—if not hundreds of thousands—of years to form had, under the nourishment of the Nine Realms’ essence, reached its peak in mere decades.

     

    Such rapid growth naturally came at a price.

     

    And that price was the depletion of the Nine Realms’ Quintessence.

    Even though the Nine Realms could regenerate it through the flow of energy between them, the process required time, a decade, or perhaps even a century.

     

    However, recovery would not happen right now.

     

    Still, it was all worth it, for at the expanse of the Nine Realms’ Quintessence, Yu Zi Yu had forged the Tenth Realm, which bore the power to suppress all of existence.

     

    As the scroll continued to unfurl, an untamed, flourishing world entered the eyes of countless powerhouses.

     

    It was the evolution of a world’s civilization.

     

    Currently, the Tenth Realm had already embarked on the path of barbarism.

     

    Countless beasts roared and stampeded, and towering Spirit Trees burst from the ground.

     

    It was as if they sought to tear through the scroll itself and trample the very cosmos beneath their feet.

     

    And at this moment, the gathered powerhouses, including the Nether God himself, finally noticed something: A hand—a vast, sky-obscuring hand was surging out from within the scroll.

     

    Seemingly forged from pure lightning, arcs of lightning crackled across its form, unleashing a cacophony of screeching rumbles, like the cries of ten thousand birds.

     

    And this one hand alone was enough to make the Nether God’s entire body tremble.

     

    “No… No…” A string of horrified screams burst forth as the Nether God frantically retreated, his movements frantic, almost deranged.

     

    However, that palm seemed to have sealed this entire expanse of space. No matter how he fled, he remained only an arm’s length away.

     

    *Booooom…* With a deafening explosion, evoking a feeling as if Heaven itself had collapsed, the titanic lightning palm, reaching out from within the scroll, landed on the Nether God.

     

    And then…

     

    *Boooom… boooom…* Accompanied by terrifying reverberations, the Nether God was sent plummeting into the boundless void of the Starry Sky.

     

    The cosmos was within a sky and earth but there was no up and down.

     

    And thus, Yu Zi Yu’s palm could only follow along the path of the endless stars.

     

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