The Flame Tower!
The core stronghold of Lingtai Temple.
It stored an immense collection of books, documenting the civilization of Divine Refinement.
Not just cultivation techniques, but also geographical records, personal biographies, customs, and folk traditions.
“This is exactly what I need!”
Boom!
The doors swung open.
Qin Li soared through the sky.
He stood above the vast sea of books.
Eager to immerse himself in the texts and comprehend the civilization of Divine Refinement.
He had already condensed the Qi Refinement River and the Body Refinement River. All that remained was the Divine Refinement River.
Thus, he activated the *Heavenly Derivation Divine Canon*, and thirty-six wheels of wisdom light emerged behind his head, radiating in all directions like the sun, showering countless threads of wisdom.
Each thread pierced through a book, extracting its knowledge and feeding it into the wheels of wisdom. The wheels processed the information at an astonishing speed, digesting and assimilating it, nourishing Qin Li’s soul and strengthening his spirit. It was an extremely efficient method of learning.
However, the cost was that the words in the books disappeared, leaving behind blank pages, rendering them useless.
This was a method of benefiting oneself at the expense of the books.
“Excellent!”
Qin Li’s eyes shone.
Like two eternal divine lamps.
Within them flickered divine scripts, vast as the ocean.
It was as if he could see through the void and glimpse a great era.
Through visualization, gods were born, and countless doctrines emerged, each with its own lofty ideals. Though there were conflicts, they were united, like seven flowers on a single gourd vine—different yet ultimately part of the same family. They even built towering Sky-Reaching Pagodas.
“Out-of-body, Manifestation, Heavenly Connection, Materialization, Primordial Spirit, Yin Spirit, Yang Spirit—these are the seven realms of Divine Refinement. I have already reached them all. Now, I only need to attain the Chaos Origin realm, which rivals the True Emperor, to fully master the Divine Path.”
Qin Li pondered deeply.
“Saint Emperor!”
A stern shout rang out.
Dizang approached with a serious expression, accompanied by three other Chaos Origin experts, all radiating immense auras.
The four Chaos Origin experts of Lingtai Temple had all emerged, a testament to their deep apprehension of Qin Li.
“Saint Emperor, why take your anger out on the books?”
“Please leave. Lingtai Temple is not welcoming you.”
“Saint Emperor, please hand over the Gourd Mark.”
The four Chaos Origin experts closed in.
They wanted to destroy Qin Li’s jade gourd.
This was the coordinate of Lingtai Temple, a gift from the Lonely Demon.
They believed that Qin Li’s ability to reach the Unknowable Land was due to this coordinate, and they sought to eliminate the threat permanently.
“Scram!”
Qin Li stood with his back to them.
A single word, filled with boundless disdain.
The four Chaos Origin experts were stunned. “If that’s the case, we have no choice but to act.”
They knew this battle was unavoidable, so they unleashed their full power, revealing the unique abilities of the Chaos Origin realm—the power to make dreams reality.
“Eighteen Hells Judgment Spear!”
“Ethereal Void Formless Heaven!”
“Peaceful Immovable Sacred Paradise!”
“Auspicious Salvation Path!”
The four Chaos Origin experts unleashed their strongest attacks.
Dizang Dao Lord, Ethereal Dao Lord, Peaceful Dao Lord, and Auspicious Dao Lord—all were top-tier experts who had lived through several eras.
Now, joining forces, they unleashed a scene of endless destruction. Hell stretched endlessly, judging all living beings; the Ethereal Void Heaven pressed down on all directions; the Sacred Paradise expelled all evil; the Auspicious Path collapsed the ages.
“Scram!”
Qin Li repeated the word.
With a backhanded slap, immortal light surged.
His five fingers were like swords, splitting the five elements, instantly piercing through.
Transforming into five beams of immortal light, imbued with the killing intent of “One Sword Breaks All.”
With a few sharp sounds, the attacks of the four Chaos Origin experts were torn apart. The remaining force shattered their divine bodies, threatening to pierce their Chaos Origin cores.
“What!”
“Supreme-level power!”
The four Chaos Origin experts were horrified.
Their cores fled, attempting to escape the Flame Tower.
But the immortal light clung to them like a persistent parasite, pursuing relentlessly.
“Our lives are over!” The four Chaos Origin experts trembled, sensing an overwhelming, unstoppable killing intent.
“Ah—”
A long sigh echoed.
Filled with regret and helplessness.
The Master of Lingtai Temple was forced to emerge from seclusion.
Her delicate lips parted, revealing pearly white teeth as she blew out a breath of dreamlike radiance.
It swept through, dissolving Qin Li’s immortal light and pulling the four Chaos Origin cores to safety behind her.
At this!
Qin Li remained silent.
His eyes calmly gazed at his former friend.
The Master of Lingtai Temple also said nothing, unable to meet Qin Li’s gaze.
No one dared to speak. The atmosphere was heavy and tense, filled with complexity, pressing down on the surrounding Yang Spirit cultivators until they could barely breathe.
Though silent.
The light grew ever brighter.
Qin Li continued to devour the books, his wisdom light intensifying.
His aura climbed steadily, reaching a level that could suppress True Gods and command the obedience of countless emperors, indicating that he was on the verge of touching the realm of a Supreme.
“Enough!”
The Master of Lingtai Temple declared:
“Stop this senseless destruction of the books.”
Qin Li’s radiance grew even brighter. “What has the Heavenly Dao offered you to make you fall so far?”
The Master of Lingtai Temple replied calmly, “Civilization is like a flame, passed down through generations. The Heavenly Dao can fuel it, and that determines our stance.”
“Perhaps I can fuel it as well,” Qin Li said.
“No!”
“You are of the Qi Refinement Path.”
The Master of Lingtai Temple shook her head and sighed.
“Then it seems there’s no room for discussion,” Qin Li said, accelerating his absorption of the books.
“Indeed!”
The Master of Lingtai Temple erupted.
No more words, she unleashed her divine power.
With a wave of her hand, a sea of dreamlike bubbles filled the space.
“Since we’ve broken ties, why hold back?” Qin Li unleashed his immortal might.
Immortal light surged, mixed with the torrent of great power, pressing down like a scene of apocalyptic destruction, shattering the bubbles and threatening to sink the Flame Tower.
“Drunken Dreams, Forget the Three Thousand Worlds!” The Master of Lingtai Temple, panicked, unleashed her killing move, creating layers upon layers of dreamlike worlds, trapping Qin Li in a bizarre, surreal maze.
“This is your will? Drunken dreams, muddled and confused!”
“Let me show you the resolve of the masses to defy the heavens.”
“Qi Refinement Civilization!”
Qin Li’s palm shook the eight directions.
The power of time burst forth like a flood, transforming into a river of civilization.
Within it floated countless heroes, like stars in the sky, but even more numerous were the masses, like the sands of the Ganges—ordinary yet extraordinary, each with grand ideals, hoping for a peaceful world.
United, this was the greatest will.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Where the heart leads, nothing can stand in its way.
A will as strong as divine metal tore through the meaningless dreamlike bubbles.
The river of civilization surged with immense weight, crushing the Master of Lingtai Temple’s immortal body until it disintegrated into nothingness.
“How is this possible!”
“It hasn’t been that long!”
“He’s at least ten times stronger than before!”
The four Chaos Origin experts, who had watched the entire battle, were terrified, retreating in fear.
Boom!
A loud explosion.
The gates of Lingtai Temple opened.
Instantly, three thousand beams of light flew out.
Landing on the ground, they revealed three thousand Lingtai avatars.
For Divine Refinement cultivators, the soul was the true body, while the physical form was merely clothing.
“Is this your wardrobe? Quite impressive!” Qin Li stood atop the sea of books, admiring the sight, a smile playing on his lips.
The three thousand avatars each had different appearances. Some were heroic swordswomen, others scholarly sages holding scriptures, some compassionate bodhisattvas seated on lotus thrones, and others ethereal immortals floating on clouds…
“No!”
“This is a museum.”
The voice of the Master of Lingtai Temple echoed:
“The three thousand doctrines of the Divine Refinement civilization are all within these avatars.”
“Qin Li, I don’t want to kill you. Leave, and let’s at least preserve some goodwill.”
“Enough talk!” Qin Li, sensing something, smiled even wider. “Let me witness the grandeur of the Divine Refinement civilization.”
“Very well!”
The Master of Lingtai Temple erupted:
“One Dream, Three Thousand Worlds—the Second Era!”
The three thousand avatars joined forces, unleashing an endless sea of dreamlike bubbles.
Within the swirling light, a sacred realm took shape, with countless doctrines competing, towering Sky-Reaching Pagodas, and a radiant gourd vine.
This was the scenery of the Second Era, embodying the greatness of the Divine Refinement civilization and the courage to challenge the heavens. It pressed down, crushing all nations.
Boom!!!
With a deafening explosion.
The entire Qing Stone Town trembled violently.
The ground cracked, and the Unknowable Land seemed on the verge of collapse.
Qin Li was severely wounded. His immortal body shattered into crystalline sand, which could reform, but his aura was extremely weak.
“You’ve lost!” The Master of Lingtai Temple, still harboring some affection for him, refrained from delivering the final blow.
“Thank you!”
“Thank you for helping me take this step.”
Qin Li reformed, his face pale, but his smile was unmistakable.
The Master of Lingtai Temple was horrified. “Something’s wrong. Why is your aura stronger than before, and why do I sense Divine Refinement pressure?”
“Because I have now ascended to the Chaos Origin realm,” Qin Li said, raising his hand. A divine breeze swept through the Flame Tower, and the blank pages of the books that had been drained of knowledge were restored, their words reappearing as if untouched.
This was the power of the Chaos Origin realm—the ability to make thoughts reality.
