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

"Indeed, life and death are the essence of the Dao."

San Sheng murmured.

The world is boundless, divided into three realms: Yin, Yang, and the Rebirth realm.

All things in the world revolve, with life and death.

There are world creators who bring life into existence from nothingness.

And there is the existence of "Return to Nothingness," which seems to be constantly reducing the three realms of Yin and Yang to zero.

This is the ultimate truth, the law, the Great Dao.

For beings like the Heavenly Emperor, who have reached the sixth stage of Yang God, there seems to be nothing in the world that can challenge them.

Solving the problem of "Return to Nothingness" has become their path.

San Sheng's words had given him many insights.

Although he might have heard similar words from others before, San Sheng was different. His words seemed to carry a special kind of magic, capable of triggering sudden enlightenment.

"San Sheng, thank you for imparting the Dao," the Heavenly Emperor said.

San Sheng smiled, indifferent, as if he was still pondering how to reach a higher realm or how to deal with "Return to Nothingness."

"Coincidentally, the Origin Mountain is opening, and I will grant you a spot," the Heavenly Emperor said. "On the Origin Mountain, there is a being you might find interesting, somewhat similar to what you just mentioned about 'a whale's death nourishing all life.'"

The Origin Mountain is the beginning of everything, the Dao of "One begets all."

On the Origin Mountain, there are traces left by beings above the fifth stage of Yang God.

Any living being seeking to break through to a stage above the fifth level of Yang God would go to the Origin Mountain to observe these traces and seek the method of breakthrough.

However, not everyone has the qualification to enter when the Origin Mountain opens.

There are countless fifth stage Yang God powerhouses in the world.

After all, once one reaches the level of Yang God, as long as they don't court death, their lifespan is infinite.

They can slowly break through.

Because of this, the number of powerhouses in the world keeps increasing.

Various miraculous Dao techniques and divine abilities have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

These Dao techniques and divine abilities are immensely powerful, and most emphasize eradicating the root of the problem.

Thus, when two powerhouses fight, they can destroy endless matter and true spirits.

Not only do they annihilate their enemies' physical bodies, but they also obliterate their true spirits.

This, to some extent, aids the spread of "Return to Nothingness."

When the young man heard that the Heavenly Emperor had granted San Sheng a spot to enter the Origin Mountain, his eyes lit up with joy.

"San Sheng... you can go to the Origin Mountain. Doesn't that mean our lineage... might produce a being above the fifth stage of Yang God?"

The young man's happiness was unrestrained.

Although the fifth stage of Yang God is already the pinnacle.

Who wouldn't want to reach an even higher realm?

After all, that is the true summit, the rarest of the rare!

Eternal and unchanging!

There are records of fifth-level Yang God powerhouses falling.

But the sixth level of Yang God... is almost unimaginable.

If San Sheng were to reach the sixth level of Yang God, the benefits for their lineage would be immense and incalculable.

"Hmm," San Sheng responded, seemingly lost in thought.

"Haha, our lineage will finally produce a being above the fifth level of Yang God!" The young man laughed maniacally, almost crazed.

There are countless fifth-level Yang God powerhouses in the world, but the number of sixth-level Yang God beings is only in the single digits.

"San Sheng, this time, you must reach the sixth stage of Yang God!"

The young man's face was twisted with excitement.

Among the many fifth-level Yang God powerhouses in the world, the chance to reach the sixth level is extremely rare.

But when it comes to San Sheng, everyone knows that once he enters the Origin Mountain, he will undoubtedly reach the sixth level of Yang God.

"This time, as you journey to the Origin Mountain, I, along with our ancestors and the entire lineage's resources, will... escort you there!" The young man's earlier madness faded, replaced by solemn determination.

San Sheng was the hope of their lineage.

He was the only one in their lineage with the potential to reach a higher realm.

If San Sheng succeeded, the future of their lineage would be unimaginable.

Their achievements, in the mortal world, would be akin to the merit of supporting a rising dragon.

San Sheng's journey to the Origin Mountain would undoubtedly attract assassins.

There would certainly be those who did not wish to see another sixth-level Yang God powerhouse emerge in the world.

The young man's figure vanished, and soon, in countless spaces, many ancient beings who had been dormant for who knows how long began to awaken.

"San Sheng can go to the Origin Mountain?"

"Haha, I never thought I would live to see this day!"

"I will stake my life to ensure he reaches the Origin Mountain!"

"Above the fifth level of Yang God..."

The powerhouses of this lineage, at this moment, set aside their differences and reached a consensus. Their sole goal was... to escort San Sheng to the Origin Mountain.

As for the expectations of these elders, San Sheng paid no mind.

At this moment, what occupied his thoughts was not reaching the sixth level of Yang God, but rather the concept of "Return to Nothingness" and other matters.

"The number of supreme powerhouses in this world... is too many."

"It's becoming overcrowded."

San Sheng murmured.

He looked around and saw people crowded together, creatures packed tightly.

The masses struggled bitterly.

Some, just born, had not even experienced the world before being caught in the crossfire of battles between powerhouses, their entire worlds vanishing.

Matter destroyed, true spirits extinguished.

"Return to Nothingness..."

What others might see as oppression or conflicts of interest, San Sheng saw as "Return to Nothingness."

Every moment, the world was returning to nothingness, tending toward zero.

As if all things were merging into one.

"How... can we stop 'Return to Nothingness'?"

San Sheng furrowed his brow in deep thought.

In the distance, a stone shattered, turning into nothingness, struck by the power of a Yang God.

To San Sheng, this stone had completely vanished, no longer existing, and had not transformed into anything else.

"Humans, living beings... how similar they are to this stone."

San Sheng pondered seriously, his brilliant mind constantly searching for a solution.

As time passed, the opening of the Origin Mountain drew nearer.

San Sheng and his group began their journey to the Origin Mountain forty-nine days in advance.

Except for powerhouses like the Heavenly Emperor, no matter how fast or powerful one was, it would always take forty-nine days to reach the Origin Mountain.

During these forty-nine days, battles raged incessantly.

Every day, fifth-level Yang God powerhouses fell.

Many of the fifth-level Yang God powerhouses escorting San Sheng were also injured.

"San Sheng, don't worry. With us here, you will reach the Origin Mountain safely!" The young man patted his chest and declared, though golden blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The other powerhouses around him were also injured to varying degrees.

San Sheng glanced at the many powerhouses, then closed his eyes, sensing the distant battles, the blood, and the fire.

"This path... is also a path of 'Return to Nothingness,'" San Sheng murmured.

He seemed to have realized something.

There were far too many powerhouses.

And powerhouses, who could manipulate time, even return to the past to protect their weaker selves, or unify timelines, had an extremely low chance of falling.

But the destructive power of these powerhouses was immense. When they killed weaker beings, they obliterated their true spirits as well.

Thus, the Yang World, the Rebirth Realm, and the Yin World had become playgrounds for powerhouses.

Powerhouses acted with impunity.

Forty-nine days passed.

After countless battles, an unknown number of fifth-level Yang God powerhouses had fallen.

Only twenty-seven fifth-level Yang God powerhouses arrived at the entrance to the Origin Mountain.

This time, forty-nine fifth-level Yang God powerhouses had earned the right to enter the Origin Mountain.

But only twenty-seven made it this far.

This showed just how perilous the journey had been.

Even San Sheng, the prodigy escorted by many fifth-level Yang God powerhouses, was stained with blood.

Though it was the blood of others.

"We have finally reached the Origin Mountain!" A powerhouse trembled with emotion.

This was his second time coming to the Origin Mountain.

This journey had been even more dangerous than the last.

His Dao body was shattered, and his true spirit was dim.

This would also be his final chance to enter the Origin Mountain.

"I wonder if any of us will be able to reach a level above the fifth level of Yang God," a young woman sighed, her voice tinged with melancholy.

Since ancient times, the Origin Mountain had opened countless times.

But the number of sixth-level Yang God beings seemed to be less than the fingers on two hands.

As the woman spoke, many of the fifth-level Yang God powerhouses present turned their gazes toward San Sheng.

Their eyes held reverence, envy, and calm.

It was clear.

If anyone among them could reach a level above the fifth level of Yang God, it would likely be San Sheng.

This legendary figure.

The one who could guide even a sixth-level Yang God powerhouse.

"The Origin Mountain... has opened."

San Sheng's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

This was his first time entering the Origin Mountain.

All the powerhouses' attention was drawn to the Origin Mountain ahead, and they stepped inside.

"This feeling..."

"The beginning?"

"Rebirth?"

"All things?"

"All the laws and rules are intertwined here!"

"Our Great Dao can all find their counterparts here!"

The fifth-level Yang God powerhouses carefully sensed everything, greedily absorbing the essence of the Origin Mountain.

"Wait, are those traces left by beings above the fifth level of Yang God?" The female fifth-level Yang God powerhouse said, her eyes filled with reverence and awe.

The other fifth-level Yang God powerhouses also looked at the traces, their eyes filled with either reverence or contemplation.

Understanding the paths of those who came before and comprehending their own paths—this was the purpose of their journey here.

However, comprehension... was difficult for them.

After all, they couldn't even count the number of traces before them, let alone comprehend them.

Faced with the grandeur of the sixth level of Yang God, they were like children who couldn't count, utterly lost.

However, they knew that the number of traces was neither one nor ten, but somewhere between one and ten.

Everyone sat down and began to observe the traces.

"Legend has it that one must possess one of the Ten Primordial Bodies... to break through to a level above the fifth level of Yang God?" San Sheng murmured thoughtfully.

He didn't know why this thought had occurred to him, nor why he had spoken it aloud.

The woman next to him heard this and seemed puzzled as to why someone of San Sheng's background wouldn't know this.

She explained, partly to ingratiate herself with San Sheng.

"It's not that one must possess a Primordial Body to reach a level above the fifth level of Yang God. Rather... when one reaches a level above the fifth level of Yang God, their physique is then referred to as a Primordial Body!"

"So, there are ten beings above the fifth level of Yang God?" San Sheng muttered.

After all, he seemed to recall that there were Ten Primordial Bodies in the world.

The woman shook her head: "Probably not."

Of course, she wasn't sure of the exact number.

Some physiques were called Primordial Bodies simply because they were comparable to those limit-breaking physiques in the early stages, with the potential to break through the limits and surpass the peak of cultivation—the fifth level of Yang God.

"I see."

San Sheng said no more.

He looked at the traces ahead and began to study them carefully.

The others did the same.

Time flowed, and no one knew how many years had passed.

Suddenly, San Sheng spoke.

"So, your name is Wu Fa."

"And yours is Jing."

It was as if he had glimpsed the paths of two beings above the fifth level of Yang God.