Chapter 928: Chapter 648: The Centennial Breakthrough to the Eighth Realm, All Realms Come to Celebrate
The entire realm fell into a dead silence.
"Has it been overcome?"
The Spiritual Phoenix Dominator of the southeast, northwest, the Ancient Dragon Lord, Emperor Shitian, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
"It should have succeeded. The Alliance Hierarch’s Dao Tribulation was so terrifying that I sensed several covetous presences retreat after witnessing the tribulation."
"Strangely enough, this Eighth Realm Tribulation was instead smoothly endured, without interference."
Emperor Shitian was somewhat surprised. According to his estimation, this round should have involved a tough battle.
He didn’t know what the reason was.
In any case, it was a good thing.
"Let’s first bring the Alliance Hierarch back."
Emperor Shitian flew above the massive crater, embraced Lu Chenzhou, and soared into the strict military formations.
Looking around, he laughed heartily:
"Guests from afar, thank you all from the Outer Boundary for observing our Mystic Sky Alliance Master’s tribulation. Please take your leave now."
...
In the Ruins Sea.
The Black Boat sailed towards the West River Territory.
The Black Boat Ancestor finally gave up. She had meticulously plotted for quite a while, even prepared to abandon this body, hoping to gain from danger and seek wealth.
Yet, at that crucial moment before the action,
She felt overwhelming anxiety.
If she acted, she would surely die.
This feeling had never appeared before.
And it did not come from Lu Chenzhou, after all, Lu Chenzhou, who had undergone tribulation, was already exhausted. Even with an Undying Body, he was nothing more than a lamb ready for slaughter.
Her sense of dread came from an unknown entity.
She had a feeling that if this person acted against her, she might truly meet a grim fate.
A powerful guardian was protecting Lu Chenzhou.
Perhaps not a Great Power.
But very close indeed.
"Black Boat, you finally did the right thing. You could act against anyone in the Three Thousand Realms, but not Lu Chenzhou,"
A figure quietly appeared. His hair was white as snow, eyes profound, with a presence as lofty as that of a Great Power.
The Black Boat Ancestor glanced at the sudden appearance of Kunxu Ancestor on her boat and sighed inwardly.
This old fellow, stronger again.
It seemed that the ominous feeling came from the Kunxu Ancestor. She discerned two Third Step auras, one from the Black Boat Ancestor, the other presumably from the Six-armed Swordsman ahead in the Ruins Sea.
Star-devouring Sword Demon.
The strongest in Sword Dao of this world.
A sword fanatic.
"Hehe, Kunxu, Black Boat, you finally appeared. Come have a fight with me today,"
The Six-armed Swordsman drew his giant sword.
Fierce battle intent surged skyward.
The Black Boat Ancestor was quite distressed.
She really didn’t want to encounter this madman.
Fighting meaningless battles.
If fighting wasn’t about seizing fortunes, it was utterly pointless, this was Black Boat’s creed.
The Black Boat looked at the Kunxu Ancestor.
"You should be close to undergoing your Great Power Tribulation, right? The Great Power Dao Tribulation isn’t comparable to the Eighth Realm, where what descends isn’t just a projection but the true Dao. You’re not quietly nesting but dare to stand out for Lu Chenzhou, what’s your intention? Aren’t you afraid of being entangled by the karma of causality, affecting your tribulation?"
Kunxu Ancestor replied:
"Black Boat, learn to form good alliances. Opportunities aren’t always seized, sometimes they’re given by others. This is my advice. True, the Dao competition exists, but so does the way of water benefiting all things without striving. It’s not easy to produce a Great Power Seed in the Great Destruction Era. Don’t think about stifling it. Some opportunities can’t be seized, keep that in mind. Farewell."
The elder took a step forward, traversing endless worlds, disappearing in the Ruins Sea faster than even Black Boat.
"By the way, the Third Step descending upon Mystic Sky isn’t just the three of us. There’s another elder who’s been watching in the shadows all along. Your caution saved your life, Black Boat."
Kunxu Ancestor’s voice echoed.
"Let’s have a fight, Black Boat."
The Star-devouring Sword Demon, unable to catch up with Kunxu, grabbed the Black Boat before him and slashed fiercely with his sword.
"Get lost!"
The Black Boat suddenly struck, the Kunpeng True Talisman whistled out, swallowing the Star-devouring Sword Demon and spitting him out ten thousand miles away. Her figure flashed and disappeared.
The Black Boat Ancestor was deeply puzzled.
"Another elder?"
Someone Kunxu Ancestor would call an elder, yet her keen perception detected nothing.
Could it be... a Great Power?
Even if not, probably not far from it.
"What is this Lu Chenzhou’s origin, possessing great fortune, great opportunity, and a powerful protector?"
The Black Boat vanished with a whoosh.
"Damn, is it this hard to have a fight? Perhaps I should look for the little dragon and little phoenix for a match? Forget it, if they don’t use Supreme Treasures and get crushed by me, it’s no fun. Honestly, it feels not as interesting as the newly appointed Lu Hierarch."
The Star-devouring Sword Demon also left, feeling depressed.
"I’d better try a Demon Saint, if that doesn’t work, then I’ll venture to the Forbidden Zone to meet that Demigod again."
...
The grand tribulation concluded.
The strong ones dispersed.
Inside Aurora Palace, Lu Chenzhou fell into the longest sleep of his life. This slumber lasted two years until the New Year of 2305 arrived again.
Only then did Lu Chenzhou awaken.
Opening his eyes, he saw Master Wang’s face.
"Hehe, disciple, you’re awake. Congratulations on successfully breaking through the Eighth Realm! You’re truly accomplished now."
The Yaochi Immortal jokingly said, "Hearty congratulations to the Alliance Hierarch on his centennial birthday and successful Eighth Realm breakthrough."
"Am I already considered an old man at a hundred?"
Lu Chenzhou couldn’t help but murmur.
He had succeeded in breaking through the Eighth Realm at 98.
"Daring to call yourself old at just a hundred? I’ve lived twelve thousand three hundred years, what should I call myself?"
The Spirit Phoenix Dominator of the Longevity Seed laughed.
"Indeed, when I was a hundred years old, I was still in my egg. Alas, the potential of humans is terrifying."
The bald giant sighed, resting his chin on his hand.
He and the Spirit Phoenix Dominator have been very pleased these past two years. Their investment this time paid off. The Dragon and Phoenix Clans successfully tied themselves deeply to an Eight Realms prodigy with a heart realm so strong that even the Heart Demon Tribulation cannot arise.
Lu Chenzhou possessed the battle power of the Second Step before breaking through to the Eighth Realm.
Now, having broken through to the Eighth Realm, he solidly possesses the Third Step battle power.
Next, by accumulating and settling for a while, finding some incomplete treasures and other external forces, he can compete with veteran Third Step experts, and even that guy the Yan Ming Realm Venerable who has stepped into the Third Step would not be formidable.
"You’re all making too much noise, let the Alliance Hierarch rest properly. Let’s go and discuss whether to go to the Flame Bright Great World to rescue Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign."
The Hanhai Sect Lord pulled the group away.
Currently, Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign is surrounded by three World Venerables, relying on the clan’s magic artifact to barely hold on. If not given help, he might be refined alive.
And Yan Ming Venerable continued in seclusion.
Emperor Shitian said, "Hierarch, your soul source was damaged by a Dao attack. For the next few years, refrain from action and rest within the palace to recover."
Lu Chenzhou observed his Spiritual World through Inner Vision.
Indeed, it was riddled with wounds.
"Surviving was a miracle in itself; such a level of Dao attack might not be withstood even by the Third Step," the Yaochi Immortal Dao said.
Everyone departed.
Lu Chenzhou lay quietly.
"This Tribulation was smoother than I imagined, and the anticipated enemies didn’t act. Even I am unused to it, as if in a dream."
...
In the Ruins Sea.
A figure in white robes drained a cup of tea, stuffed the teapot and tea set into the Sleeve Universe, looked at the Mystic Sky Realm, and turned to leave.
"Junior brother, this might be the last protection from senior brother, hence I can do no more for you on your onward path... Since leaving the Grotto Heaven and Xia Realm, I might as well visit a few old friends."
A sigh echoed in the Ruins Sea.
"I wonder if they are still there?"
...
The news of the Mystic Sky Alliance Master’s breakthrough to the Eighth Realm in a century spread like wildfire to the Three Thousand Realms in two years.
First Step: killing the Great Commander of the Divine Race.
Second Step: killing Achilles and a World Venerable.
Third Step: establishing the Mystic Sky Alliance, becoming the Alliance Master, breaking through to the Eighth Realm amid myriad rivals in a hundred years!
Lu Chenzhou’s reputation, through this three-step strategy, truly reached its peak, surpassing even the veteran Third Step experts, who were too low-key to engage in causality.
Lu Chenzhou was unafraid.
He wanted fame!
He had to put on airs!
Not for himself, but for the bigger picture.
If he didn’t put on airs, how could the Mystic Sky Alliance recruit people?
If he didn’t put on airs, how could he win the trust of the masses?
The great war with the Divine Alliance was imminent; the Mystic Sky Alliance needed to expand as much as possible, using the force of numbers to offset the lack of depth, a strategy of mass mobilization.
Thus, over the past two years, more and more factions have come to join the Mystic Sky Alliance, with over ten Seventh Realm alien races finding ways to arrive.
In fact, many more wished to come to the Mystic Sky.
Yet, the Three Thousand Realms had inconvenient travel.
Once the Eastern Extreme Border Tower was fully controlled and the Eastern Extreme Territory unified, it would serve as the base for the Mystic Sky Alliance.
On this day.
The Mystic Sky Alliance welcomed another guest.
"Ming Daoist comes to pay respects to the Alliance Master."
A middle-aged scholar with a scroll on his back approached.
The Yaochi Immortal went out to greet him.
"Brother Ming, you’ve arrived."
"Having heard of the Alliance Master breaking through to the Eighth Realm in a hundred years, a rare prodigy over eons, it’s a fortune for the Three Thousand Worlds, so I came to congratulate you."
Ming Daoist presented his gift.
Lu Chenzhou, receiving it, smiled and said, "You, sir, have followed a unique path with the creation of the Painting Dao, indeed a great talent."
In the past two years, the value of gifts he had received from various parties exceeded two hundred High Grade Primordial Stones. Since everyone came from afar, he did not refuse them.
The Mystic Sky Alliance needed friends.
Even shallow connections were welcomed.
This would form a great force.
The hustle and bustle, all coming to the Mystic Sky.
After pleasantries, Ming Daoist stated his purpose.
"Lu Alliance Master, I have come to the Mystic Sky to join the Mystic Sky Alliance, and also to request a favor."
Lu Chenzhou laughed:
"I am aware of the situation in your homeland world. We will not forget your favor of saving the Yaochi Immortal. I plan to personally visit in a couple of years."
Ming Daoist was overjoyed.
"Thank you... The sleeping demon monster in my homeland world has Second Step strength. It would be safer if Lu Alliance Master could bring more capable allies."
The Yaochi Immortal chuckled.
"Don’t worry, to call a mere Second Step a challenge, before reaching the Eighth Realm our Alliance Master might have considered it noteworthy, now it’s just a larger ant, nothing to fear."
"It’s not that exaggerated," Lu Chenzhou laughed and shook his head, "Achieving the Eighth Realm comes with its own consummate skills, so we can’t let our guard down. But I am confident, Ming Daoist just wait patiently."
Soon after,
Ming Daoist joined the Mystic Sky Alliance.
The organization gained another Quasi-Eighth Realm general.
Currently, there were eight Quasi-Eighth Realm members, needing only fortuitous encounters to break through and become top-level combat strength.
...
Not long after.
Lu Chenzhou convened an Alliance Leader’s meeting.
"Everyone, Wan Shui Venerable Sovereign has won us a lot of time; though a member of the Divine Race, he is a person of great righteousness. Now that the entire Water Realm is besieged, it faces the threat of annihilation. Our Mystic Sky Alliance cannot sit and wait for doom. While I still need some time to recover, who is willing to lead forces to first aid?"