Yuan's Ascension

Chapter 460: Bloodforge, One Billion Blood Devil Tokens (2)

The Silvermist Immortal Voidrealm, with coverage spanning over six thousand immortal continents, was wondrous beyond compare. It was able to connect all spacetime territories within the Silvermist Immortal Nation.

Ordinary Void Refiners were not qualified to access the Silvermist Immortal Voidrealm.

Within a secluded space of this immortal voidrealm, two figures hovered in the air.

A white-robed youth, his face deceptively childlike, faced off against a black-robed middle-aged man whose expression was cold and detached.

Both were controlling an immense number of flying swords. Their respective sword domains clashed in a dizzying display of skill and raw power, hacking and slashing with reckless abandon.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The sky itself seemed to shudder as countless flying swords, imbued with the principles of unseen Laws, formed Dao Fields. The resulting explosions of power seemed to twist the very fabric of space, each burst of sword qi traversing a thousand li in the blink of an eye.

Every collision was brutal. Suddenly, the white-robed youth's eyes flashed with a hint of madness. "Die!" he snarled, his voice dripping with bloodlust.

A blinding eruption of golden qi streams burst forth from behind him, empowering his flying swords. The amplified power of his sword domain shattered his opponent's defenses in an instant.

With a sound like tearing silk, a small, dazzling golden sword, its aura sharp enough to slice through space, pierced the black-robed middle-aged man's head. He fell, his own sword domain collapsing.

In that moment, the chaotic battlefield vanished, leaving only the white-robed youth hovering in the air.

"Not bad," a voice intoned. A figure clad in black armor materialized, his piercing gaze fixed upon the white-robed youth.

The white-robed youth bowed respectfully. "Master," he greeted.

The black-armored figure's voice was soft, "Your attacks have grown incredibly formidable. Now, if you attempt level sixty of the two-star tower, you might just succeed."

"Your talent is still no match for Zhuo Haiyue. But in another era, you would be the top prodigy in the immortal nation given your age."

The young man in white robes listened silently, acknowledging the truth in his master's words. Zhuo Haiyue's talent was indeed in a league of its own.

"You are fortunate that you are only at the Golden Core phase and won’t be competing with Zhuo Haiyue," the black-armored figure continued. "You've been in quiet cultivation all this time, waiting for an opportunity. Now, that opportunity has come."

"If you advance to the Amethyst Cradle phase and participate in the Amethyst Cradle Bloodforge Battle, your chances of becoming a Bloodforge Marquis are extremely slim. Conversely, participating in the Golden Core Bloodforge Battle offers you greater hope of claiming the title of Bloodforge King. I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Understood," the young man nodded solemnly.

"Have you reviewed the intelligence I sent?" the black-armored figure asked. "Who do you see as your opponent?"

The white-robed youth responded immediately, "First, Ao Qi. His talent is exceptional, and he has cultivated for a long time. In terms of sheer power, he should be my greatest rival."

"Second, Wu Yuan. He is the most talented individual from the Bloodforge Devil Hall. In the trial stage, he will likely suffer. But when it comes to the ultimate opportunity challenge, he will have a significant advantage."

"Third, Dongfang Guanghong. His strength..."

The young man proceeded to list over a dozen names, clearly having studied all the intelligence in detail and identified all potential opponents.

A flicker of disappointment crossed the black-armored figure's eyes. He shook his head. "Wrong. With your power, your only opponent is yourself!"

...

Throughout the vast expanse of the Silvermist Immortal Nation's territory, countless geniuses who had chosen to participate in the trial seized every precious moment to train, each striving to push the boundaries of their strength.

The Bloodforge Battle promised more than mere bloody trials or coveted titles. What truly mattered was the ultimate opportunity.

Bloodforge Devil Hall, Redmoon Division, Origin Blood World.

In Mansion One, within the combat training area.

"Celestial Body!" A figure in white robes hovered in the air, silent and still. He did not use any mana, appearing extraordinarily mysterious.

Buzz~ buzz~ Streams of earthy-yellow light swirled around the figure, coalescing into a miniature celestial body.

Whoosh! It vanished, replaced by nine distinct miniature celestial bodies orbiting his form.

A smile played across the figure’s lips. “Nine celestial bodies... the Land... Celestial Body... No wonder it's said that at the seventh-level True Intent stage, a hint of Dao Field characteristics is manifested." His voice carried a note of satisfaction.

"After years of arduous training, along with guidance from two teachers, my comprehension of the Land Dao has progressed smoothly. And finally, my comprehension of the Celestial Body Dao has reached the sixth-level Domain stage."

"On the eve of the Bloodforge Battle, the strength of my body refiner self has increased yet again."

The sixth-level Domain stage of the Celestial Body Dao was equivalent to the sixth-level True Intent stage of the Land Dao.

This young man in white robes was, of course, Wu Yuan.

"Only one day remains," Wu Yuan murmured to himself. "With the power my body refiner self can unleash, I'll still have to strive hard to make it into the top ten."

He had collaborated with his master to come up with a plan. To obscure any connection between his qi refiner and body refiner selves, he resolved to avoid revealing any techniques that applied the Longevity Dao unless faced with a life-or-death situation. At least, not in combat!

I've made several attempts to integrate the profundities of the Longevity Dao into the True Celestial Body over the last several months.

The True Celestial Body is inherently about restrained bursts of power. Even an Archimmortal would find it hard to discern how much power is actually imbued in the attacks.

His body refiner self did not attain its current strength solely because of his deep Dao comprehension. Crucially, it stemmed from his ether arts cultivation and his robust immortal root.

From what Wu Yuan understood, those peerless geniuses with incredible comprehension aptitude mostly had third-degree immortal roots. Second-degree immortal roots? Those were truly rare!

Of course, individuals who possessed them existed. In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, opportunities were everywhere, and among billions of immortal cultivators, there were indeed those who established innate second-degree immortal roots.

However, those like Wu Yuan who had both strong comprehension aptitude and powerful immortal roots were exceedingly rare. At least, within the entire Silvermist Immortal Nation, such individuals are scarce.

"Even the top ranker of the Dark Star, Ao Qi, is a body refiner with a third-degree immortal root," Wu Yuan murmured, recognizing the massive advantage his powerful immortal root granted his body refiner self.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan's eyes narrowed, his concentration broken.

Hm? There’s news from the Bloodforge Immortal Voidrealm? Intrigued, he immediately directed a thread of his consciousness to investigate.

It’s about the Bloodforge Battle? Wu Yuan’s eyes flickered as he opened the message.

The content of the message wasn’t complicated, mainly detailing the rules of the Golden Core Bloodforge Battle.

A mix of emotions played across Wu Yuan's face. "How cruel," he whispered.

The Bloodforge Battle that Wu Yuan would be participating in was hosted by the Silvermist division, involving over five thousand second-tier divisions. It was estimated that the number of participating Golden Core cultivators would reach a staggering 580 billion!

This is was a real-world battle divided into two major stages—blood devil trial and ultimate opportunity challenge.

The battlefield for the blood devil trial, a special spacetime known as the Bloodforge Plane, was located within the Greenridge Macrocosm and spanned a spherical space with a diameter of about a hundred million li.

The rules were strict: except for one's lifebound artifacts, no external treasures could be brought in. Instead, numerous treasures would appear randomly in the combat space, such as flying swords, battle sabers, battle armor, shields, and even coordination array disks that required multiple immortal cultivators to activate.

However, these finished artifacts wouldn’t be very powerful, at best reaching third-grade.

Additionally, a large number of precious materials for pill refining and equipment forging would appear, allowing one to create powerful talismans and ethercrystal weapons.

In other words, no external items were allowed on the battlefield. But inside, there was ample time and resources for pill refining experts, equipment forging experts, and array experts to shine.

Such rules aren’t favorable to a peerless genius like me; they benefit ordinary immortal cultivators more. Wu Yuan thought.

No matter how talented, each participant was still just a single individual. Whether a ninth-stage Golden Core or ninth-stage Amethyst Cradle cultivator, the strength of a single human was finite.

If those countless ordinary participants were capable of creating an array like the Divine Flame Array, the power they could unleash would be terrifying, enough to contend with the top-tier geniuses.

Of course, given the mana capacity of the Golden Core phase, the chances that one could forge such an array disk were very slim.

Additionally, one must consider another possibility: a peerless genius leading a large group of immortal cultivators in a coordination array. The power unleashed would be even more terrifying. Wu Yuan mused inwardly.

At the first stage, each participant would be constantly monitored through the Bloodforge Immortal Voidrealm to ensure absolute fairness. It was also for convenience when calculating one’s Blood Devil Token count.

Blood Devil Tokens weren’t actual tokens, but virtual tokens calculated under each participant's name in the Bloodforge Immortal Voidrealm.

“I get to start off with a thousand Blood Devil Tokens?” Wu Yuan murmured to himself.