Chapter 484: Secrets of the Sixth Heaven, the Sword Breaks the Future

Chapter 484: The Secret of the Sixth Heaven, Sword Severing the Future

Before the Supreme Principle Society, was there no Supreme Sovereign in the Sixth Heaven?

Qi Yuan murmured, his thoughts a tangled sea.

“Old man, I’ll go to the Supreme Principle Society and meet those few Supreme Sovereigns.”

With these words, Qi Yuan’s form dissolved and vanished.

In the Purple Fate Heaven, the Purple Fate Ancestor’s expression wavered; he recalled what the Abyss Lord had once told him.

“What does the origin of blood matter? Since you have come to this cosmos, there is no future.”

“His arrival in this realm… perhaps was a mistake.”

The Purple Fate Ancestor let out a faint sigh.

Meanwhile.

The Supreme Principle Society buzzed with clamor; countless prodigious cultivators replayed the earlier battle, their eyes blazing with excitement.

If there was any force in the Sixth Heaven that loathed the Grand Radiance Palace most, aside from the Moon Goddess Palace, it was the Supreme Principle Society.

For ages, the Supreme Principle Society had been the foremost power of the Sixth Heaven.

Now, with the Great Sun’s emergence, and the Grand Radiance Palace hosting the Lin Ya Molt, it seemed to edge toward surpassing the Supreme Principle Society and becoming the first power of the Immortal Realm.

As members of the Supreme Principle Society, they naturally loathed to see such a sight.

Now, witnessing Qi Yuan’s domineering strike, sweeping through the Grand Radiance Palace and even forcing it into the Seventh Heaven—how could a mere “satisfying” suffice?

“Hmph, the once-mighty Grand Radiance Palace, driven to the Seventh Heaven—what face do they have to return to the Sixth Heaven?”

“With the Great Sun’s throne seized, can they still be called Supreme Sovereigns?”

“You there, between this Ten Thousand Suns Supreme Sovereign and the two Supreme Elders… who is stronger?”

At these words, silence fell over the entire assembly.

“The Supreme Elder’s might blankets the Sixth Heaven; he is the anchor of our Supreme Principle Society. Even the Great Sun at his peak had to show utmost respect. Though the Ten Thousand Suns Supreme Sovereign is strong, compared to the Supreme Elder… he is far inferior!”

“The Ten Thousand Suns Supreme Sovereign is certainly no match for the Supreme Elder now, but he has comprehended two supreme principles and wields the Gate of Ultimate Principle, the foremost creation treasure of the Immortal Realm. In the future… he will surely be the number one figure of the Sixth Heaven!”

“Don’t even mention that—just the thirty thousand stars in the Star Realm—who can stand against him? And who knows if this is even his limit?”

“Too absurd—how did he cultivate?”

These cultivators debated fervently, even the Yang God Heavenly Venerables could not help but glance sideways.

Just then, a vast voice resounded within the Supreme Principle Society.

“Qi Yuan seeks an audience with the two Supreme Sovereigns of the Supreme Principle Society!”

As the voice fell, everyone involuntarily looked toward the sky.

There, the once azure heavens seemed faintly tinged with gold, and then with red.

Those prodigious cultivators bowed their heads involuntarily, fear rising in their hearts, daring not to look directly.

In truth, Qi Yuan had traveled lightly, revealing no trace of a mighty aura.

Yet his recent act of overturning the Grand Radiance Palace had etched such awe into their hearts that these cultivators dared not meet his gaze from the depths of their souls.

And Qi Yuan was considerate; though his voice was loud, it reached only the cultivators in the core region of the Supreme Principle Society, without disturbing the populace.

After all, disturbing mortals was unseemly.

In the Sixth Heaven, the number of mortals was vast.

Such behavior as sending one’s voice across the entire Sixth Heaven, disturbing the people, was something Qi Yuan despised.

Though, admittedly, his annihilation of the Grand Radiance Palace had been quite clamorous, and could be considered a disturbance.

But in his heart, he had already apologized.

Yet if apologies were useful, what need would there be for police?

Fortunately, this world had no police.

Qi Yuan could only apologize in his heart.

Qi Yuan arrived, and the Supreme Principle Society fell into utter silence.

Those Yang God Heavenly Venerables and prodigies all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Qi Yuan.

At that moment, from the void, the Saintless Heavenly Venerable appeared. He bowed slightly, his demeanor humble: “Greetings, Ten Thousand Suns Supreme Sovereign!”

The Saintless Heavenly Venerable, at the Great Principle Realm, was an elder of the Supreme Principle Society.

When the Supreme Principle Discourse had opened, he had once seen Qi Yuan in his demonic blaze incarnation, and had even thought of recruiting him, but Qi Yuan had refused.

“May the Supreme Sovereign follow me into the society for a discussion,” said the Saintless Heavenly Venerable, standing before Qi Yuan to lead the way.

“Oh?” Qi Yuan did not hesitate, following the Saintless Heavenly Venerable into the depths of the Supreme Principle Society.

Soon, the two arrived at a spacious hall.

Within the hall stood many rows of bookshelves, laden with a dazzling array of books and jade slips.

At the deepest part of the shelves hung a strange mirror.

Within the mirror, beings like fireflies drifted faintly.

They were real, not mere phantoms.

“Where are the Supreme Sovereigns?” Qi Yuan asked.

In this hall of books, he sensed no presence of any Supreme Sovereign.

“The Supreme Sovereign said he dares not meet you. He fears that upon seeing you, he cannot suppress his inner greed and will attack you to seize your Gate of Ultimate Principle,” the Saintless Heavenly Venerable said frankly.

Qi Yuan was surprised: “It seems your Supreme Sovereign’s mental cultivation still has much room for improvement—he cannot even suppress the demon within.”

Qi Yuan was highly emotionally intelligent; his words were quite polished.

Hearing this, the Saintless Heavenly Venerable’s heart twitched, but he still maintained a smile: “Ten Thousand Suns Supreme Sovereign, the Supreme Sovereigns of this Sixth Heaven… in truth, no two have ever met in their true forms.”

The Saintless Heavenly Venerable spoke, revealing a secret.

“Oh?” Qi Yuan was intrigued. “Kings do not see kings, or…”

He seemed to think of something, lost in thought.

“When I destroyed the Grand Radiance Palace, wasn’t I seen in the flesh by your Supreme Sovereign? If so, haven’t I suffered a great loss?” Qi Yuan said.

But then he recalled that he had only been in his Purple Mansion, still clad in robes and armor, so it wasn’t exactly an exposure.

“Ahem…” The Saintless Heavenly Venerable coughed.

He decided to record this passage.

In the Supreme Principle Society, his favorite pastime was writing books, chronicling the great events of the Sixth Heaven.

Today, meeting Qi Yuan, from their exchange just now, he had already conceived a table of contents.

“The Ten Thousand Suns Supreme Sovereign’s Indignant Rebuke at Being Seen in the Flesh by the Supreme Principle Society’s Supreme Elder”

Of course, he dared only think of this now; he would write it when Qi Yuan was gone.

When he grows old, he will place these books in a secret realm for future generations to consult.

"Since I cannot see him, may I ask some questions of you honored ones?" Qi Yuan had come to the Supreme Council with the primary purpose of seeking information about the Solemn Hall.

"The Supreme One has said that all questions regarding the Ten-Thousand-Day Honored One may be asked of me," replied Boundless Sage.

"You know everything?"

Boundless Sage smiled and shook his head. "It is not I who knows everything, but it!"

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon the mirror deep within the library hall.

Qi Yuan's eyes followed immediately.

[The Mirror of Myriad Forms, beholding the myriad forms of sentient beings, gathering forbidden knowledge, collecting scattered information.]

"This mirror is rather intriguing," Qi Yuan said, looking at Boundless Sage. "I wish to know more about the Solemn Hall."

Upon hearing this, Boundless Sage closed his eyes.

He walked toward the Mirror of Myriad Forms, extending his arm to touch its surface.

Strangely, the mirror's surface seemed like water; Boundless Sage's hand could penetrate it, sinking into the mirror.

In an instant, Qi Yuan saw countless firefly-like glimmers flowing endlessly into Boundless Sage's hand from within the mirror.

Boundless Sage kept his eyes shut, and his aura shifted in the blink of an eye, as if a different soul had taken residence in his shell.

His voice, too, lost its former warmth and turned cold.

"Several epochs ago, the Immortal Realm had nine heavens. Among them, a peerlessly brilliant strong one appeared.

He was named 'Ming,' and the world called him 'Ming the Honored.' He was the foremost powerhouse of the Immortal Realm across countless epochs, with none before and none to come.

For reasons unknown, Ming the Honored, atop the ninth heaven, struck out with his sword, severing the future of the Immortal Realm.

Thus, the Immortal Realm had no future; all cultivators could only step into the second layer of the Yang Spirit."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was somewhat astonished: "This Ming the Honored is quite formidable—able to sever the future of the Immortal Realm with a single sword stroke?"

What kind of power was that?

Qi Yuan asked himself: if he were to sever the future now, he would be utterly bewildered.

What is the future, and how does one sever it?

Yet someone could cut off the future of the Immortal Realm with one sword—this must be the third layer of the Yang Spirit, or even beyond.

"The world had no future; all powerhouses were confined to the second layer of the Yang Spirit.

Thus, all cultivators in the cultivation world sought to continue the future, to break free from the shackles of the second layer of the Yang Spirit.

But that sword stroke of Ming the Honored was too mighty; cultivators of the Immortal Realm could not comprehend it, let alone continue the future.

So gradually, no cultivator sought to continue the future; instead, they sought methods to break through the second layer of the Yang Spirit.

And under these circumstances, more and more secretive factions emerged. Among them, the most famous were the Supreme Council and the Solemn Hall."

Boundless Sage finally mentioned the Solemn Hall, which was what Qi Yuan cared about most.

"The Supreme Council's pursuit of breakthroughs lay in supreme principles.

The sixth heaven originally had no supreme principles, nor any honored ones.

The Supreme Council gathered the wisdom of countless epochs, broke the limit of the second layer of the Yang Spirit, created offensive miraculous treasures, and enhanced the combat power of the Great Principles.

However, offensive miraculous treasures also had their limits; that path was blocked.

Later, the Supreme Council opened the way of supreme principles, and thus, honored ones appeared in the world."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan understood.

Generally speaking, the limit of the second layer of the Yang Spirit was the ordinary Great Principle, like that of the Purple Origin Ancestor.

But the existence of the Supreme Council created offensive miraculous treasures, elevating the strength of the Yang Spirit Heavenly Honored.

Later, they even opened the path of the honored ones.

Now it seemed that for the Supreme Council, the path of honored ones was more reliable than offensive miraculous treasures.

"The Supreme Council was founded by Number; the Solemn Hall was founded by Darkness. The purpose of both Number and Darkness was to break the limit of the second layer of the Yang Spirit.

Darkness took a completely different path—opening the Solemn Hall, transforming Yang Spirit Heavenly Honored into special beings, often called heroic spirits or aberrant spirits, thereby enhancing the strength of beings and opening the seventh heaven, even the eighth and ninth heavens."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan gained some understanding.

"The Solemn Hall... has gone further than the Supreme Council?" Qi Yuan could not help but ask.

After all, the Linya Cocoon was opened by the Solemn Hall, and to some extent, the Supreme Council feared the Solemn Hall.

This indicated that the combat power of the Solemn Hall surpassed that of the Supreme Council.

"If we speak of combat power, the Solemn Hall is above the Supreme Council.

However... aberrant spirits are not living beings; they possess formidable combat power but lack self-awareness, and are rejected by the Yang Spirit Heavenly Honored of the sixth heaven. Hence, the Linya Cocoon exists."

"Does that mean... the combat power of the Solemn Hall surpasses even that of the honored ones?" Qi Yuan could not help but recall the moment when the gate of the seventh heaven opened—the dense, eerie eyes in the pitch-black night sky.

Were they... the aberrant spirits?

"What will happen to the people of the Grand Imperial Palace when they step into the seventh heaven?" Qi Yuan asked again.

"Those at the Yin Spirit level or below may survive.

Those at the Yang Spirit level or above have no chance of survival."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan understood somewhat.

The aberrant spirits of the Solemn Hall were not cultivators.

They could slay Yang Spirits and transform them into aberrant spirits as well.

If that were the case, the number of aberrant spirits in the Solemn Hall... would likely be a terrifying figure.

After all, over so many epochs, how many sessions of the Linya Cocoon had been held?

How many Yang Spirits had fallen?

Qi Yuan felt a sense of crisis.

The Solemn Hall, by harboring the Grand Imperial Palace, had in a sense committed a crime and could be considered Qi Yuan's enemy.

"Unlike the Supreme Council's pursuit of supreme principles, the Solemn Hall's sole purpose is to sacrifice the sixth heaven of the Immortal Realm, transforming all living beings into aberrant spirits, thereby breaking the shackles and continuing the future."

Boundless Sage spoke coldly.

Qi Yuan's nose did not grow longer.

This meant that "Boundless Sage" had not deceived him.

"They have quite the ambition," Qi Yuan mused.

He also understood why the Yang Spirits of the sixth heaven so vehemently opposed the Linya Cocoon.

The Linya Cocoon was meant to transform them into aberrant spirits.

Although becoming an aberrant spirit seemed to grant greater power and longer existence...

But if consciousness was lost, was one still oneself?

It was just like someone on the Blue Planet promising you eternal existence.

But the price was the complete and total absence of self-awareness.

What difference was there between that and being wrapped up as a mummy, or perhaps turned into a fossil?

The Hall of the One possessed staggering ambitions, but Qi Yuan felt no anxiety.

When the heavens collapsed, the tall would bear the brunt; why should he care what befell some petty Violet Palace cultivator?

His sole regret was that the Palace of Supreme Radiance had fled.

The Palace of Supreme Radiance was steeped in heinous crimes, and those Yang Spirit Heavenly Venerables had already found their path to death.

As for those ordinary, low-ranking cultivators, though many were guilty, their sins did not warrant death; they merely required a few millennia of imprisonment.

Now, the Hall of the One had shielded the criminals he intended to apprehend.

He would have to find a time to drag those fugitives to justice.

"Is there a way for me to transmit my voice to the Seventh Heaven?"

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan asked.

He hoped that the people of the Palace of Supreme Radiance... would surrender themselves!

The Saintless Heavenly Venerable fell silent for a short while, and within the Mirror of Myriad Phenomena, countless fireflies danced and swirled continuously, as if performing some sort of ritual.

After about thirty breaths of time passed, the Saintless Heavenly Venerable spoke: "The next words you say will be transmitted into the Seventh Heaven."

"Is that so?"

Qi Yuan's eyes lit up.

Meanwhile.

Within the Palace of Supreme Radiance in the Seventh Heaven.

Panic gripped the hearts of all.

The young maiden Tai Yue bit her lip, tears still pooling in her eyes.

The Myriad Sun Exalted One had assaulted the Palace of Supreme Radiance, and upon their defeat, the Palace had used the Token of the One to flee into the Seventh Heaven, seeking the protection of the Hall of the One.

Originally, Tai Yue had breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they could temporarily settle down and that she could spend a peaceful period with her elder brother, Tai Ri.

After all, with the Great Sun gone, her brother Tai Ri could finally enjoy his freedom.

Yet who could have foreseen that after relocating to the Seventh Heaven, a horrific turn of events would transpire.

Within the Palace of Supreme Radiance, all of the Yang Spirit Heavenly Venerables... every single one... had lost their souls.

Only their empty husks remained.

These were Yang Spirit Heavenly Venerables, yet just like that, silently and without a sound... all of them were gone?

Even Tai Yue's elder brother, Tai Ri, who possessed the talent of the Supreme Truth, had actually been devoured as well.

How could Tai Yue not be shocked, how could she not grieve.

The current Palace of Supreme Radiance was fraught with worry, thrown into utter chaos, and everyone felt a chilling dread.

After all, even the Yang Spirit Heavenly Venerables... had perished so mysteriously.

"This Seventh Heaven is simply no place for humans to stay, the aberrant spirits of the Hall of the One... are not human!"

A legendary cultivator broke down, his face deathly pale.

Even dying in battle would be better than this kind of death where one's soul was devoured.

"This... why did the Exalted One treat us like this? Our Ancestor was only following the Exalted One's orders!" This weeping Yin Spirit was a direct descendant of that Grand Truth cultivator who had used the Token of the One to ascend to the Seventh Heaven.

Therefore, he knew a fair bit more about the situation.

The Exalted One had once stated that when the Linya Molt commenced, if he were held back by the other Exalted Ones and unable to reinforce the Palace of Supreme Radiance, the Palace could use the Token of the One to journey to the Seventh Heaven for sanctuary.

Was this... sanctuary?

This was a path to death!

This was offering oneself up to the Seventh Heaven as food and livestock.

"Rather than this, we would have been better off staying in the Sixth Heaven. No matter how terrifying the Myriad Sun Exalted One is, could he really kill all the billions upon billions of living beings in our Palace of Supreme Radiance?" someone could not help but say.

Now that they were in the Seventh Heaven, they did not even dare to use Daoist methods at will, living a life inferior to that of mortals.

They also had to live in constant fear, their minds tightly strung, guarding against the aberrant spirits of the Hall of the One.

"I want to go back to the Sixth Heaven!" a cultivator said bitterly.

However, right at that moment, suddenly, a vast voice abruptly resounded within the Seventh Heaven.

This voice was incomparably familiar.

"Lenient to those who confess, severe to those who resist!"

"Members of the Palace of Supreme Radiance, you are guilty!"

"Please surrender yourselves immediately and return to the Sixth Heaven. If you surrender within three days, you will only need to mine ore and step on sewing machines in the Purple Fate Heaven for a thousand years to complete your sentence.

If you fail to surrender within three days, once I personally ascend to the Seventh Heaven to bring you to justice, hmph, a three-thousand-year punishment will be unavoidable!"

Qi Yuan's voice fell away, echoing across the Seventh Heaven.

The crowd from the Palace of Supreme Radiance was initially completely dazed, but then they grew incredibly excited.

"Myriad Sun Exalted One, I am guilty, quickly bring me to justice!"

"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

They were like drowning men clutching at a saving straw.

After all, going to the Purple Fate Heaven to mine ore for a thousand years—what kind of punishment was that supposed to be!

Regrettably, their cries of alarm were destined to go unheard by Qi Yuan.

"Hmph, to think that not a single person confesses their guilt. It seems that once my divine arts reach great completion, I must personally make a trip to the Seventh Heaven!"

The voice also faded into silence at this moment.

Within the Society of Truth.

Qi Yuan looked at the Saintless Heavenly Venerable and said slowly: "These criminals from the Palace of Supreme Radiance still have some backbone, not a single one surrendered and confessed. It seems I will have to personally make a trip to the Seventh Heaven."

Of course, his current self definitely could not do it.

He would need to raise his strength a bit first.

"Hey, besides the Hall of the One, I also want to know information about the Moon Goddess Primordial Sovereign, as well as news of my master, Ruan Yixi. She should be someone from the Moon Goddess Palace..." Qi Yuan told the Saintless Heavenly Venerable, or rather the Mirror of Myriad Phenomena, all the information he knew.

"Any Exalted One will constrict the surrounding information, leaving no information particles to drift outward. If you wish to know, you must go to the Moon Goddess Palace and meet the Moon Goddess Primordial Sovereign.

The Ruan Yixi you seek also seems to have no information drifting out, or perhaps, that is merely one of her names."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan was somewhat disappointed.

It appeared he would still have to make a trip to the Moon Goddess Palace.

However, because he had seized the status of the Great Sun, to a certain extent, he could be considered an enemy of the Moon Goddess Palace.

The Moon God Palace might not welcome him.

"Aside from the Supreme Lord, what other information do you wish to know? The Mirror of All Phenomena knows all things," said the Saintless Celestial Venerable indifferently.

Qi Yuan heard this and smiled.

The Mirror of All Phenomena was indeed formidable.

Yet, that did not mean it was omnipotent.

He mused for a moment, then asked casually, "Do you know how to make a 3nm chip?"

If he got the answer, returning to Blue Star, wouldn't it be easy for him to start a successful venture?

At the very least, he could secure some research funding.

"..." The Saintless Celestial Venerable fell silent; the Mirror of All Phenomena seemed unable to grasp the meaning of Qi Yuan's words.

"How does the national football team win a championship?"

"...???"

(End of this chapter)