My Golden Core is a Star, do you call this cultivating?

"A thousand days from now, when the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord returns, it will mark the day of the Immortal Realm's unification."

The second leader of the Supreme Truth Society had a fiery glint in his eyes, burning with the desire for power.

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord had ascended to a higher level in the Primordial Council, and upon his return to the Immortal Realm, he would undoubtedly reign supreme.

In the eyes of the second leader, even the Sole Hall would have to bow before him.

Given his relationship with the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord, he would rightfully become the second most powerful figure in the realm, standing above billions.

"Senior Brother, lurking in the shadows is nowhere near as good as sitting on the throne."

"The world knows of the Great Sun, of the Great Sun Supreme, but who knows of me, the Proud Heaven Supreme?"

The second leader murmured to himself.

He had crossed into this world at the age of six, built his foundation at thirteen, formed his Golden Core at twenty, and reached the Nascent Soul stage by thirty. Before the age of a thousand, he had ascended to the Yin God stage.

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After an unknown amount of time, the true spirits of the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord and the Dragon Turtle Supreme entered the Primordial Council.

"Is this the Primordial Council?"

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord cautiously scanned his surroundings, feeling a slight stir in his heart.

He had reached the Rule Realm and wielded the rules of the universe.

To him, the Primordial Council looked different than it did to others.

The Dragon Turtle Supreme kept his head low, his expression cautious: "Ghost Supreme Realm Lord, you must be extremely careful in the Primordial Council. There are many powerful beings here."

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord nodded, his expression also grave.

"I never thought we would be like frogs at the bottom of a well."

Just moments ago, he had sensed three beings stronger than him passing by.

And in the Cosmic Spirit Sea, who knew how many more powerful beings lay hidden?

"The Cosmic Spirit Sea can temper the true spirit. With your strength, Ghost Supreme Realm Lord, you might have a chance to reach the 100th layer," the Dragon Turtle Supreme said.

His own strength was limited. The last time he entered the Cosmic Spirit Sea, he had only reached the 50th layer before being forced to stop.

"How many layers does the Cosmic Spirit Sea have?" the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord asked.

The Dragon Turtle shook his head, his face filled with reverence: "I don't know, but those who can reach the 1,000th layer are all Creation Realm Realm Lords." 𝔯аＮƟ𝔟ËŞ

Hearing this, the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord's eyes gleamed with ambition.

Creation Realm Realm Lords?

In the future, he might also have the opportunity to reach the Creation Realm.

He was filled with confidence.

But in the next moment, his newfound confidence was doused with cold water.

"The Realm Lord of No Buddha from the Ten Thousand Saints Palace has arrived. All bald monks, make way!"

A majestic voice rang out.

Upon hearing this vast voice, the Realm Lords outside the Cosmic Spirit Sea quickly cleared a wide path.

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord looked over and saw an expanse of Buddhist light and golden radiance.

Five terrifying Buddha corpses, transformed into steeds, pulled a golden cloud carriage.

Although the souls of these five Buddhas had long since perished, their remains still radiated an aura of immense power.

Each of these Buddhas had been far stronger than the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord in their lifetimes.

"The Ten Thousand Saints Palace is a major power in the Primordial Council, with a Creation Realm Realm Lord overseeing it.

The Realm Lord of No Buddha is a disciple of the palace master. He harbors a deep hatred for monks and must not be provoked," the Dragon Turtle Supreme said, pulling the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord aside.

In the Primordial Council, there were many major powers.

Those with Creation Realm Realm Lords overseeing them were considered true giants.

Of course, the true behemoths were those with the backing of a Dao Lord.

"A true man should aspire to this," the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord sighed, looking at the Realm Lord of No Buddha seated in the cloud carriage with admiration.

"The Six Heavens of the Immortal Realm are vast and boundless, but compared to other universes and planes, they are still too weak," the Dragon Turtle Supreme lamented. "The Immortal Realm has no future, while other universes and planes do. The gap is too wide."

As he spoke, he looked solemnly at the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord: "I hope that in the future, you can reshape the destiny of the Immortal Realm."

"I hope so too," the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord said.

Ahead, the Realm Lord of No Buddha was like a true celestial being. Every Realm Lord by the roadside made way for him.

After all, the Realm Lord of No Buddha was a Realm Lord of All Things and a disciple of a Creation Realm Realm Lord.

Only after the Realm Lord of No Buddha entered the Cosmic Spirit Sea did the other Realm Lords begin to enter one by one.

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord stood to the side, his thoughts complex, feeling like a mere lackey.

Half a day passed.

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord exited the Cosmic Spirit Sea.

His face was pale, and his steps were unsteady: "What a pity. On the first day, I only reached the 20th layer."

The Dragon Turtle Supreme quickly said: "The last time, I only reached the 10th layer on the first day."

"However, the benefits are indeed substantial," the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord said, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

He needed to rest and adjust for half a day before entering the Cosmic Spirit Sea again.

At that moment, a casual voice sounded.

"Are you two newcomers? Where are you from?" A Realm Lord dressed in a black uniform appeared, asking casually.

Sensing the vast aura of the newcomer, the Ghost Supreme Realm Lord's heart tightened.

The Dragon Turtle Supreme, upon seeing the newcomer, immediately said: "He's here for the first time. We're from the Immortal Realm."

"The Immortal Realm?" The Realm Lord murmured, as if recalling something, and continued, "Not the Nanke Universe?"

"No," the Dragon Turtle Supreme quickly replied.

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord was curious: "Fellow Daoist, what business do you have with the Nanke Universe?"

"It's no harm telling you. The Dao Lord of the Nanke Universe has disappeared, and the Realm Lords of the Nanke Universe have also vanished from the Primordial Council. This has become an eternal mystery, and many major powers are eager to uncover the truth," the Realm Lord said. "So, whenever I see new faces, I come to ask."

Of course, he didn't ask everyone.

Only those who looked like easy targets did he approach.

"I see," the Dragon Turtle Supreme replied.

In truth, he was somewhat curious.

Because his disciple, Hong Yun, was from the Nanke Universe.

But of course, he wouldn't reveal such things.

After finishing his questions, the Realm Lord disappeared.

The Ghost Supreme Realm Lord and the Dragon Turtle Supreme exchanged a glance but said nothing more.

...

Meanwhile.

In the Cosmic Spirit Sea.

An unknown number of layers deep.

Qi Yuan's gaze was complex.

"Is this my true spirit?"

"This kind of tempering is quite interesting."

After reaching the Yin God stage, Qi Yuan's strength had become increasingly difficult to improve.

In the Cosmic Spirit Sea, he continuously tempered his true spirit, and his strength grew rapidly.

This tempering process integrated his essence, energy, spirit, and will into one.

His divine sense, soul, divine abilities, principles, rules, and even his physical body were all tempered and engraved onto his true spirit.

"The fourth layer of Yang God is about abandoning everything, even the true spirit."

"Possessing everything, then abandoning it all, pursuing the ultimate."

"The more one possesses, the stronger one becomes after abandoning it."

"If I were to abandon everything I have now, how strong would I become?"

Of course, Qi Yuan would never abandon anything.

The path of true spirit annihilation was not for him.

"Three thousand layers."

"All as one, the sole true spirit, yet this is still not the end."

Qi Yuan, fully clothed, continued forward.

He passed by a three-headed elder.

The elder sat with his eyes closed, tempering himself. His expression alternated between pain and relief.

As if sensing something, he glanced in Qi Yuan's direction.

Then, upon seeing Qi Yuan fully clothed, his previously calm eyes filled with shock.

When he saw Qi Yuan step into the 3,001st layer, he murmured: "The vast universe is full of wonders. There are actually beings born with clothes."

Ignoring the elder's mutterings, Qi Yuan continued deeper.

"There are fewer and fewer people."

Originally, he would encounter a being every so often.

But now, after walking another three thousand layers, he had encountered fewer than ten beings.

At the 6,000th layer, a naked old man suddenly appeared. His eyes were wild, and upon seeing Qi Yuan, he asked: "Have you seen my underwear?"

Qi Yuan glanced at the crazy old man and said seriously: "You don't need to wear underwear."

"Don't need to wear it?" The old man looked confused, wanting to ask more.

But Qi Yuan had already stepped into the next layer.

As time passed, his true spirit grew stronger and purer.

"What exactly are these places of opportunity?"

"In just this short time, I feel my true spirit has grown more than twice as strong."

A true spirit twice as strong meant Qi Yuan's overall strength had also more than doubled.

"Before, I thought the fourth layer of Yang God was invincible."

"Now... I feel like Black Heaven... is actually not that impressive?"

In the past, Qi Yuan had fought Black Heaven repeatedly.

Although he had been at a disadvantage, if it weren't for his master, Ruan Yixi, giving him a branch of spring, his true spirit would have been annihilated.

But now, with his increased strength, he felt that facing Black Heaven, he wouldn't be as desperate. At the very least, his true spirit wouldn't be annihilated so quickly.

"I keep growing stronger, while the fourth and fifth layers of Yang God remain stagnant. How can they compare to me?"

Qi Yuan's confidence grew.

Before, he had thought the fourth layer of Yang God was invincible, something he couldn't even hope to see.

But... his strength was growing exponentially.

An ant can't defeat a tank?

But what if that ant was larger than the universe? What if its size filled the past, present, and future?

Finally, after an unknown amount of time.

Qi Yuan reached the deepest part of the Cosmic Spirit Sea.

The 9,999th layer.

Here, only his lonely figure remained.

"Is this my limit?"

He looked ahead and saw only a sea.

An ordinary sea.

"So, this Cosmic Spirit Sea... is also a so-called fourth-layer Yang God?"

His eyes saw many useful pieces of information.

The superpower he had awakened after becoming an Yin God could also integrate into all things.

Through these two abilities, he learned that the Cosmic Spirit Sea was actually a treasure formed from a fourth-layer Yang God.

However, this treasure was different from the Gate of Myriad Principles.

"Are there other places of opportunity?" Qi Yuan's eyes were complex, filled with anticipation.

"Who created the Primordial Council, and why did they leave so many places of opportunity?" Qi Yuan pondered.

At that moment, his gaze sharpened.

He saw what appeared to be a message in a bottle floating in the sea ahead.

With a wave of his hand, the bottle landed in his palm.

Instantly, a message flooded into Qi Yuan's true spirit.

"To those who come after, if you traverse all thirty-six places of opportunity and unify your true spirit, return to the Cosmic Spirit Sea, and you shall receive my inheritance."

"A Dao Lord?" Qi Yuan was surprised.

The hidden information his eyes saw revealed that the one who left this message was a Dao Lord.

"Could it be that a powerful Dao Lord wanted to break through the limits of the fifth layer of Yang God, and thus created the Primordial Council?"

Qi Yuan speculated.

"That Dao Lord must be terrifyingly strong."

If the other places of opportunity were like the Cosmic Spirit Sea, formed from fourth-layer Yang Gods, then the Primordial Council contained thirty-six treasures formed from fourth-layer Yang Gods.

The fourth and fifth layers of Yang God did not exist on the same timeline.

Finding thirty-six treasures formed from fourth-layer Yang Gods was incredibly difficult.

After all, even someone as clever as Qi Yuan only possessed one Gate of Myriad Principles.

...

Cosmic Spirit Sea.

The chubby old man craned his neck, peering into the Cosmic Spirit Sea ahead.

"Strange, how many layers did he go to?"

"Could he be stronger than me?"

He stood at the 3,700th layer, looking ahead.

But he saw no trace of Qi Yuan.

"His talent is greater than mine... that's normal."

"However, we must still be cautious... after all, not everyone wishes for geniuses to appear."

The Myriad Transformations Society was backed by many Dao Lords.

But not all Dao Lords wished for the society's research to succeed.

For some Dao Lords, being omniscient and omnipotent within their own doctrines and universes was enough.

Not all Dao Lords wished to break these cycles.

Thus, the Myriad Transformations Society had many enemies.

Their research was not always smooth and often faced assassination attempts.

Outside the Primordial Council, assassinating a Creation Realm Realm Lord was difficult.

But this was the Primordial Council, where one could not rely on the rules of their doctrine or universe. Here, only true spirits remained.

Combat was more direct and simpler.

At that moment, he received a message, and his expression changed: "He's returned to the Myriad Transformations Society?"

Without hesitation, he returned to the Myriad Transformations Society.

As space shifted, the chubby old man reappeared.

He immediately saw Qi Yuan.

A wide smile spread across his face: "You made me run all that way for nothing."

He naturally assumed that Qi Yuan had not entered the Cosmic Spirit Sea.

Otherwise, he would have encountered him.

"Qi Yuan, this is Senior Su Feng," Realm Lord Chui Bei introduced. "You wanted to enter all the places of opportunity, right? Senior Su Feng might be able to help you."

"Really?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up.

"Of course," the chubby old man patted his chest. "I have three Dao Lord scriptures. If you can adapt and improve them for me, I guarantee you access to the remaining three places of opportunity."

"Three Dao Lord scriptures for three places of opportunity. What about the others?" Qi Yuan asked.

"What others?" The chubby old man was puzzled.

"Aren't there thirty-six places of opportunity in the Primordial Council?" Qi Yuan said.

The chubby old man was stunned: "You're thinking of the entire Primordial Council?"

"Yes."

The chubby old man looked at Qi Yuan, his expression odd: "You're quite ambitious."

"Ambition isn't wrong, and confidence isn't either," Qi Yuan said.

"If you become the leader of the Myriad Transformations Society, perhaps... you could access twenty-nine of the places of opportunity. The remaining seven are out of the question, even if you were a Dao Lord," the chubby old man said without hesitation.

A Dao Lord could do it.

But a Dao Lord couldn't enter the Primordial Council.

"How can I access the remaining seven?"

"The remaining seven are controlled by the White Profound Palace and the Black Profound Palace. These two palaces... are not friendly toward the Myriad Transformations Society."

The Dao Lords behind the White Profound Palace and the Black Profound Palace were the kind who disliked change.

"Unless you can beat them into submission."

Is that possible? No! The chubby old man thought to himself.