Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1107: River Ring (2)

As news of Devil Emperor Xia spread throughout the megaverse, numerous powerhouses began to unearth details about him, leaving a few with growing doubts and profound shock.

In the heart of the Ling Jiang Universe, at Desolation Divine Court headquarters, Overlord Bei Zhen sat stunned.

Devil Emperor Xia slew an Eternal in the Abyss? The intelligence report had reached him less than ten days after the event, and the depth of his astonishment was impossible to put into words.

Another Legend of the River had emerged—from the Abyss, no less. More troubling still was Bei Zhen’s earlier speculation that Devil Emperor Xia might be Wu Yuan of the Eldritch Court.

If Devil Emperor Xia is truly Wu Yuan…Then in just over 200,000 years, he rose from obscurity to slaying an Eternal? Bei Zhen’s thoughts raced.

This could no longer be explained by mere genius. It was a miracle!

Or am I mistaken? Overlord Bei Zhen frowned, doubt creeping into his earlier certainty. Is Devil Emperor Xia not Wu Yuan after all?

The explosive revelation made Bei Zhen, who had been 80% certain before, question his own judgment.

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True Saint Bu Xiu also received the news through his extensive intelligence network, befitting his status as a True Saint who had established his own Saint Realm.

Devil Emperor Xia? He murmured, methodically gathering all details behind this intelligence.

Soon, two familiar names appeared among the reports: Sovereign Gui Chi and Devil Emperor Xue Gu.

The names match. The deeds match. The timeline… also matches? True Saint Bu Xiu stood frozen in silent contemplation. Devil Emperor Xia? Wu Yuan?

After a long moment, he destroyed all evidence of his investigation and swiftly ordered the Creation Emissary to eliminate all traces of the Huanggu world.

Whether it’s him or not, it no longer matters much. Let’s consider this dealt with. Bu Xiu understood clearly that this information must never leak.

If it really is him? A smile crept across his face. Hehe, I truly chose a good successor. He’s using my Great Dao imprint, after all.

…

As news about Devil Emperor Xia spread, countless Eternal powerhouses and Overlords throughout the megaverse came to know of him.

Eventually, time, with its extraordinary magic, gradually calmed the explosive news.

Six hundred years passed since Devil Emperor Xia slew an Eternal.

In Sector 11 of the Abyss, the Phoenix Deity Sea stretched vast and boundless. Its fiery red waters flowed like molten lava, generating temperatures so extreme that space itself warped around them. Amid this world of fire stood a majestic black mountain, solitary and imposing.

Boom! Two powerful Devil Sovereigns battled furiously amidst the churning waters.

“Old Ghost Tu, this time I’ll surely kill you!” A furious roar echoed as a Sovereign wielding a battle axe attacked with unbridled ferocity. Each swing carried enough force to tear apart the world, stirring hundreds of millions of li of seawater and causing spacetime to tremble as fluctuations of Greater Laws collided.

“Haha, Old Devil Chen, how many traps have you set for me? Yet each time I defeat you with this move.” A cackling laugh rang out as a black-robed figure soared skyward. “This time, the treasure is mine again.”

The black-robed figure waved his hand, and endless black mist surged forth, easily blocking the powerful axe light. This mist was clearly an extremely resilient secret art, most effective against weapons like sabers and axes.

“Ahh! Damn you! Damn you!” The towering figure roared in fury and swung his battle axe again like a war god. “Seven Styles of Heaven’s Severance!!”

Boom! His vital aura surged violently, his eyes faintly tinged with red.

“Old Devil Chen, have you gone mad?” Old Ghost Tu was startled.

Suddenly, an invisible yet vast pressure engulfed heaven and earth, silencing the entire world. Even the violently surging seawater calmed.

“Hmm? This?” The frenzied Old Devil Chen came to his senses, his face filled with shock. Old Ghost Tu’s eyes flashed with fear.

Both looked toward the void’s edge where a four-armed figure in purple robes stood. His clothes fluttered, emitting faint, mysterious eternal Dao resonance. Standing there, he resembled a perfect painting one would be reluctant to mar.

“Devil Emperor.”

“We pay our respects, Devil Emperor.” The two Sovereigns instantly recognized the newcomer’s status and bowed respectfully.

As mid-stage Sovereigns, they were far inferior to a Devil Emperor. Within the universe, the restrictions imposed by macrocosms meant many late-stage Sovereigns didn’t particularly fear Overlords. But in the Abyss, Devil Emperors roamed freely without suppression. How could mere Sovereigns not be afraid?

The purple-robed Devil Emperor merely glanced at them with his divine eyes, paying them no heed. To the two Sovereigns, this was only natural. Had he truly acknowledged them, that would have been cause for terror.

Whoosh! With a single step, the purple-robed Devil Emperor traversed a vast distance to appear beside them. A chill ran down their spines as they wondered about his intentions.

“Greetings, Devil Emperor Xia,” the purple-robed Devil Emperor suddenly bowed respectfully while standing in mid-air, facing the distant black mountain.

“What?”

“Devil Emperor?” The two prostrating Sovereigns were stunned. The mighty Devil Emperor was paying respects to another? Where was this other Devil Emperor?

A terrifying thought arose in their minds. Could it be?

Silently, a figure in black armor flew from the distant mountain. His aura was gentle, as if he were an ordinary person, extremely subdued. Normally, encountering an Abyssal being with such an aura, the two Sovereigns wouldn’t have given him a second glance.

“Devil Emperor Xia.” Devil Emperor Zi Ya bowed even lower, his eyes flashing with fear. Unlike the Devil Sovereigns, he knew of Devil Emperor Xia’s exploits, having personally witnessed his deeds.

“I’ve seen you before,” Wu Yuan said with a faint smile, looking down at the purple-robed figure. “Rise. I do not slay the innocent indiscriminately.”

“Thank you, Devil Emperor Xia.” Devil Emperor Zi Ya stood, still bowing respectfully.

Do not slay the innocent indiscriminately? More like he only slayed Devil Emperors indiscriminately! Devil Emperor Zi Ya knew how terrifying this being was. The number of Devil Emperors whose mana or ether bodies had perished at his hands was far from small.

“True Saint Yue Luo sent you here, so you should be carrying the treasures, correct?” Wu Yuan asked directly.

“Yes, please inspect them, Devil Emperor Xia.” Devil Emperor Zi Ya offered a storage artifact with a wave of his hand.

Though unaware of its contents, he knew this was a transaction between the True Saint and Devil Emperor Xia. The treasures were surely extremely valuable. But with his true self under True Saint Yue Luo’s control, he dared not embezzle the treasures.

Wu Yuan received the artifact, his Soul Force inspecting its contents. Finally, he nodded with satisfaction. “Not bad. True Saint Yue Luo has kept his word.”

“What is your name?” Wu Yuan asked.

“Zi Ya. My name is Zi Ya,” came the quick reply.

“Mm.” Wu Yuan nodded slightly. “Devil Emperor Zi Ya, go back and tell True Saint Yue Luo that our grievances are settled. I won’t kill him in the future.”

“Understood.” Zi Ya nodded repeatedly, inwardly shocked that despite being only a sempiternal lifeform, Devil Emperor Xia spoke casually of slaying True Saints. Yet considering his exploits, Zi Ya knew the other party had the strength to back his words.

“Very well, I have the treasures in hand, so I’ll be taking my leave.” Wu Yuan’s form blurred as his speed instantly exceeded thirty thousand times the speed of light, vanishing from sight.

He had waited nearly three hundred years for this treasure. There was no helping it—True Saint Yue Luo had to first send the treasure into the Abyss, then have a Devil Emperor deliver it.

“This…” The two distant Sovereigns trembled in fear. They hadn’t heard the exchange between Wu Yuan and Devil Emperor Zi Ya, only seeing Wu Yuan transform into divine light and depart at the end.

That instantaneous burst speed was beyond their imagination.

“Two lucky little fellows,” Devil Emperor Zi Ya glanced at them. “To dare battle near Devil Emperor Xia’s meditation grounds and not be slain by him.”

He too departed swiftly.

…

Origin Saint Pearl. Wu Yuan flew at high speed through the Abyss, silently examining his newly acquired treasure.

The item he had demanded from True Saint Yue Luo was a treasure similar to the Origin Realm Pearl called the Origin Saint Pearl. These two treasures even came from the same source.

The Origin Realm Pearl is a standard artifact forged by the Origin Saint. Wu Yuan thought, probing its Dao essence. And this Origin Saint Pearl is also a standard artifact forged by the same being?

It was a high-grade Xiantian artifact! As far as Wu Yuan knew, even for a powerful True Saint skilled in equipment forging, crafting such an artifact required great time and countless precious materials.

Moreover, due to material and environmental factors, creating identical high-grade Xiantian artifacts was extremely difficult. Therefore, complete sets of Xiantian artifacts were very rare.

Yet the Origin Saint could mass-produce such powerful artifacts? Just what kind of being is the Origin Saint? Wu Yuan marveled inwardly.

Truly too mysterious! Even figures like Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu, the Heavenly Imperator, or the mythical Goddess Nüwa had left behind deeds and legends. Yet the entire intelligence archives of the Eldritch Court contained no detailed records of this figure.

Only traces remained in certain relic sites—all indicating a being of unparalleled might who appeared out of thin air, transcending all that was known and unknown.

The description of the Origin Saint consisted of just one word: invincible.

Compared to many eternal powerhouses of the Eldritch Court, I know a bit more about the Origin Saint. Wu Yuan thought. At least I know the Creation Dao Master received guidance from him during his growth.

This proved the Origin Saint had existed since the Primordial Era, since the beginning of all spacetime traces. The Creation Dao Master was already one of the most ancient powerhouses, having lived through many samsara cycles of heaven and earth. Whether the Origin Saint still existed now remained a mystery.

In this vast heaven and earth, this endless cosmic sea, there are still many mysteries and unknowns. Wu Yuan mused silently. Always maintain reverence for the future.

The higher one stands, the smaller one feels.

Despite his now-formidable strength, with almost nothing in the River of Universes that could threaten him, Wu Yuan remained extremely cautious.

With this Origin Saint Pearl, the power of my qi refiner self will increase by another large margin. He thought with a faint smile.

The Origin Saint Pearl was swiftly transferred to his mana body who began to decipher it. In the past, refining a high-grade Xiantian artifact would have been extremely difficult for Wu Yuan.

Now? Even though the Origin Saint Pearl’s power was unrestrained, Wu Yuan was able to gain a basic level of control in just over a month.

Time flowed on.

As Wu Yuan traveled, his mana body pondered the fundamental profundities of the Origin Saint Pearl. Unleashing the power of any high-grade Xiantian artifact required intense focus and comprehension.

More than ten years later, as Wu Yuan neared the Abyssal Void of Sector 11, light flashed in his eyes.

I can finally unleash the first technique of this Origin Saint Pearl—River Ring.

He couldn’t resist trying it immediately.

Whoosh~ A strange fluctuation spread out, and in an instant, the spacetime within a radius of over 100 million li around Wu Yuan transformed.

A miniature river of space and time manifested around him, its head and tail joining to form a completely independent expanse of spacetime.

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