Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies

In the Dusk Zone, the void split into a slit. It widened abruptly, allowing two people to exit.

Yan Zaizen was clutching the lines of the spatial void, widening it via force. This was the Dusk Zone, traveling through and exiting out of the spatial void was far more of a difficult endeavor than other places. While he possessed the power to overwrite the laws, being mostly unaffected by the restrictions. He realized this only extended for entering, not exiting.

Yri stayed silent. Her eyes regarded the gloomy and dark area. This place was familiar to her, as she set up her trial here. Her eyes revealed discontent. Yan Zaizen’s unwillingness to heed her request was stifling. Not to mention, she was carried every which way. She was an illustrious Celestial. It felt harmful to her pride a little.

Yan Zaizen ignored her discontent as he inspected their location with his heavenly sense. He found a few landmarks and triangulated their current location from this. With that, he realized which direction he needed to go. He flew towards the west.

Yri closely followed. She felt somewhat happy that this was the Dusk Zone. Yan Zaizen couldn’t just shuttle her anywhere.

"Where are we going?" Yri asked.

"I came in through the Paradisiacal Sword Realm. I intend to go back that way first," Yan Zaizen indifferently said.

"Oh?" Yri was shocked. She felt anticipation at visiting this thirty-three heavens that Yan Zaizen mentioned before. In the time since her rebirth, billions of years have passed. She was quite curious at how the Heavenly Universe had changed.

They flew forward unimpeded. The Yaoguai that were in the distance avoided them, sensing their auras. Yan Zaizen hadn’t hid his cultivation base, radiating it outwards, being at the Ninth-Floor of the Heavenly Genesis Realm.

He had faced and even defeated Heavenly Creation Realm experts. Therefore, he felt relaxed. Most importantly, he had no enemies at the moment so why not?

Their travels brought them to the city he originated from. As he saw its walls and busy traffic, he felt relieved. He had come across far too many interesting events since he arrived here. Recalling them all, he felt somewhat astonished.

When he arrived, he was schemed against immediately. He stumbled into Yri’s trial and even lived another life. Due to her, he had a strange lifeform that was his sister, daughter, and clone in the Meteor Ring. His emotions were quite complex. However, because of that, he formed his Dao Heart.

This heightened his cultivation base deeply.

Then, he met the pursuit of Yri, the Oneuli Empire and another force. They clashed briefly while he silently cultivated. He met Yri and learned of her ambitions and willingness to accomplish it. That mad devotion was both irritating yet worthy of praise.

In the end, he joined a group to find and kill a mythical dragon. Now, he held its egg in his hands and swore a promise. At that time, he fought a true Heavenly Creation Realm expert and killed her.

His soul cultivation reached a whole new level, becoming the Paragon Soul Realm. He had discovered the true mysteries of the Soul Source and obtained untold power. Even now, he was unsure of his limitations.

By chance, he found the compass. With it, the fragmented Hearts of the Non-Universe.

It all felt so short, but each event was insane. He could have been said to benefited greatly due to this venture, yet he also felt unsure.

They entered the city without much fuss. There were no entry fees and they made their way to the cube entrance. With Heaven Hearts, this entrance can be activated and send him back to the thirty-three heavens. After, he’ll use the compass or his own powers to penetrate Hell.

"Pinaka, I’m coming!" His heart fiercely pounded at the thought. In truth, he was somewhat scared. Hell was an unknown and its rumors were not good. He wasn’t a hundred percent certain of anything, and can only pray that Pinaka could hold on.

Just as he entered a hundred meters of the cube.

Boom!

A figure nearly exploded, sent back violently. A horrific shriek resounded, causing the gazes and senses of everyone to shift.

Yan Zaizen was startled. He felt the explosive force just a few feet away from him. He turned to see a bloody figure smashed into a far away building. There was no spot on its body that was revealed, just bloody.

Yan Zaizen’s eyes widened.

"Yri?!" He shot forward with incredible speeds. When he arrived near her, he hurriedly injected pure life power into her.

"Haaaa!"

A gasp as if a drowning person had just escaped death came from Yri’s bloody mouth. Her grey eyes were revealed, suffused with an unfathomable amount of rage.

"Who dares?!" She howled, shaking the entire city. Those cultivators at the lower level or cultivation felt their ears bleed, some directly lost consciousness. A few even felt their physical body’s age out of their control, vitality seeping from their bodies endlessly. They shouted in horror, running away.

Yan Zaizen softly waved his hand. He dispelled her time power from affecting others. "I was right near you, no one acted against you." He said as he frowned. His heavenly, soul, and dao sense was immensely powerful. If someone acted against Yri, he would’ve witnessed them take action or at least the residual power.

"Heh!" An old man snickered. This caused Yri to snap her head in his direction, her eyes radiated murder. She clawed towards him, drawing upon the entirety of her celestial cultivation base. She wished to have this man vanish.

Yan Zaizen grasped her wrist, stifling her power. "Calm down." As he said this, he turned towards the old man. The old man had a big, bald head and a long beard. His skin was blue and violet spots were littered throughout his bald head.

He was a cultivator at the Sixth-Floor Heavenly Genesis Realm.

Yan Zaizen couldn’t recognize his race.

"What do you know?" Yan Zaizen asked. Despite his voice being calm, the old man felt a boundless heavenly might press against his body. He couldn’t even lift a finger and his life was no longer under his control. He started to panic, shocked at Yan Zaizen’s power.

He wanted to flee, but he couldn’t even move!

"Speak. Or let the last sound you make be ’heh’." Yan Zaizen’s eyes grew cold.

"Yes! Yes!" The old man hurriedly agreed. "She’s a Celestial! Celestials aren’t allowed to exit this Heavenly Origin Grounds. This has been the rules since Time Immemorial!"

Yan Zaizen frowned. He had heard of that before, and it was why he didn’t perform coitus with Yri in fear of gaining a Celestial Cultivation Base. If the Heavenly Origin Grounds declared him unable to leave, he wouldn’t have anywhere to cry.

Yri shouted in disbelief, "What?!" The Heavenly Origin Grounds had never had this restriction. It was a trial grounds for the omniverses elites and an opportunity for cultivators everywhere. When did it become a prison? A freaking prison!!

She raged, unwilling to believe the old man. She drove her cultivation and shot towards the cube without hesitation. However...

Boom!

Her body flew backwards before she could pass the hundred meter mark. Her body was nearly destroyed. Yan Zaizen arrived, sending her lifeforce and pure vitality. Her physical body started to rapidly heal.

Yan Zaizen looked towards the cube. His eyes narrowed. A glimmer of amber-gold emerged in his gaze.

"You think you can stop me if I wish to take Yri?" His imposing aura started to rise in intensity. His Dao of Sovereign Ascension felt challenged. It was his will to bring her out. Even gods can’t stop him.

Just as he was about to take action, the cube crumbled into dust.

"What?!"

Then, he felt fluctuations of spatial energy surged wildly. He felt as if he was moving through a marsh. His eyes flashed, "the Spatial Void has been sealed?!"

Before it was just difficult to enter the spatial void, but now he felt that it was locked by an unfathomable amount of spatial power.

Ripples started to emerge from all directions, endlessly and countless.

Yan Zaizen felt those ripples. There were countless things coming through under a unique spatial method that allowed them to bypass that unique lock of the spatial void. "What in the thirty-three heavens...is happening?"