The New World, the Ancestral God Realm, with a Thirteenth Tier Upper Limit

Outside the Solar System, in several Extraterrestrial Race strongholds in neighboring star systems, news is spreading at an extremely rapid pace.

The first to receive the news was a medium-sized power in the Pleiades Star Domain. They were originally waiting for the news of the victory of the Tenth Tier fleet and for the resources of Blue Star to be transported back continuously.

What they got in return was that the entire fleet, along with the Tenth Tier leader, completely lost contact within the Solar System.

At first, they thought it was just a communication malfunction, but the images transmitted back by the reconnaissance ships they had sent out stunned everyone.

The Solar System was completely empty; the locations where the dozen or so fleets had been Lie Dormant were now empty, as if those fleets had never existed at all.

The commander of the reconnaissance ship's voice trembled in the transmitted video. "Gone. Completely gone. Not even a trace left. There's only one thing left in the Solar System now, Blue Star. That planet is still in its place, quiet and still."

The news caused an uproar in the surrounding Extraterrestrial Race.

Some people brought up the old story of the destruction of the Kema People's home planet, while others repeatedly analyzed the footage of Chen Du's actions.

The more they analyzed it, the less they understood.

An indigenous person from a remote planet, within just a few dozen days after the Spiritual Qi Revival, rose from the First Tier to a level capable of annihilating a Tenth Tier fleet.

This can no longer be described as "genius"; this is a monster, an existence far beyond their comprehension.

"Are they really natives?" an elder from the Pleiades Star Domain asked in a deep voice at the meeting. "How could a planet that has just Spiritual Qi Revival produce such powerful individuals in such a short time? Could it be... that they are not natives at all? Could it be that an ancient civilization unknown to us has been hiding on Blue Star all along?"

"We've investigated." Another elder shook his head. "We've retrieved all the available data on the history of human civilization on Blue Star. They truly progressed step by step from a primitive society to a technological civilization, without any trace of supernatural intervention. The Spiritual Qi Revival is a recent event. But that person Chen Du..."

"That person cannot be judged by common sense," someone whispered. "I suspect he wasn't even born on Blue Star. He might be the reincarnation of some ancient powerful being, or chosen by some being far superior to us; otherwise, his growth rate is inexplicable."

A long silence followed in the meeting room.

Then the elder sighed, "Pass down the order: all operations related to Blue Star are suspended. Without my command, no one is allowed to approach the Solar System. That place is unfathomable. The humans of the Xia Kingdom are far more terrifying than we imagine."

In more distant star systems, similar conversations are taking place.

Some were shocked, some were terrified, and some even placed Blue Star in the highest-level forbidden zone.

Those forces that had been eager to make moves against Blue Star withdrew their tentacles one by one.

They didn't know where Chen Du's limits lay, nor how many secrets Blue Star still held.

If we want to invade the Solar System and occupy this planet in the future, we will have to be even more secretive.

Chen Du stood deep in the Mount Tai, facing an extremely narrow crevice in the rock.

A dark blue light shone from deep within the cracks in the rock, as if illuminated from within by something.

He pressed his palm against the crack in the stone, and the panel deep within his consciousness suddenly trembled.

[An unexplored independent world has been detected... "The Ancestral God Realm"]

[World Level: Thirteenth Tier]

[World Type: Planetary World (This world is detected to be covered by a large number of unknown rules and cannot be resolved)]

[WARNING: This world's level exceeds the host's current world combat strength assessment. Please remain in a state of concealment and explore with caution after entering.]

[Enter?]

Thirteenth Tier!

Chen Du narrowed his eyes slightly. The Divine Prison Realm was the Eleventh Tier, and he had stayed there for hundreds of years, cultivating all the way from the Ninth Tier to the Eleventh Realm.

The Ancestral God Realm is two whole levels higher than the Divine Prison Realm.

This means that the potential of this world is higher, the rules are more complete, and there may be more powerful beings.

This also means that with his current Eleventh Realm cultivation level, he might not be able to roam freely inside as he did in the Divine Prison Realm. But he did not hesitate.

Since the Spiritual Qi Revival, the area of Blue Star has expanded to ten thousand times its previous size.

From the Xuanye Realm to the Heavenly Human Realm, from the Spirit Martial Realm to the Red Sun Immortal Realm, from the Azure High Martial World to the Divine Prison Realm, his strength steadily increased.

The Ancestral God Realm is merely the next step.

He raised his hand and pressed it into the crack in the stone.

"Enter."

A dark cyan light surged forth, engulfing his figure. The world spun, and his consciousness floated and sank in the flowing light.

He felt as if he had passed through an extremely thick barrier, accompanied by an indescribable sense of oppression.

It felt like falling from shallow water into an abyss, with pressure suddenly increasing from all sides.

He closed his eyes, activated his Qi-Concealing Technique to its maximum, and let his body fall into the dark blue light.

When Chen Du opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a narrow wooden couch.

He was covered with a coarse cloth quilt, a whisk was placed beside his pillow, and a copper lamp stood in the corner of the wall.

The room was small and simply furnished. A faded portrait of the Three Pure Ones hung on the wall, and several half-burnt incense sticks were placed in front of the portrait.

He looked down at himself. He was thin, young, with long, slender fingers and calloused palms. His body was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

He closed his eyes, and a flood of memories rushed in.

The owner of this body Li Xuan, a junior Daoist priest at Qingfeng Taoist Temple.

But Li Xuan's identity is far more complex than that of a mere Daoist priest.

When he was ten years old, the abbot summoned him to the alchemy room, dismissed his attendants, and told him a secret that would change his life forever.

He, Li Xuan, is the current Crown Prince of the Ling Dynasty.

The Ling Dynasty's territory is vast and boundless, occupying the most fertile land in this world. It has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and is one of the most powerful dynasties in the Ancestral God Realm.

But the year he was born, a scheme involving a cat being switched at birth was staged.

The real crown prince was sent out of the palace and to this Qingfeng Temple.

The fake one still sits in the Crown Prince's seat to this day.

As for who is behind it all, even the abbot doesn't know.

All he knew was that when someone brought the infant Li Xuan to Qingfeng Temple, they only said one thing, "Raise him, don't let him die, and don't worry about anything else."

Qingfeng Temple, a name that sounds unremarkable, like a small Daoist temple in some remote mountain corner. But Li Xuan's memories tell him that this Daoist temple has a history of more than 100,000 years.

For 100,000 years, Qingfeng Temple has lived in this world of the Ancestral God Realm.

There were only a few dozen Daoist priests in the temple, but each of them was unfathomable.

The abbot was someone who had never made a move, but Li Xuan once inadvertently saw the abbot standing on the edge of a cliff on the back mountain, with a sea of clouds surging beneath his feet. He simply flicked his sleeve, and the sea of clouds dispersed.

From then on, Li Xuan never dared to ask another question.

Chen Du slowly sat up and went through Li Xuan's memories from beginning to end: the Ling Dynasty, the substitution of the Crown Prince by a cat.

A Daoist temple that's been around for ten thousand years... The situation of this body is far more complicated than he imagined.

But he wasn't in a hurry to do anything. His most important task now was to figure out the rules and realm divisions of this world, and how much he didn't know about this Qingfeng Temple.

He pushed open the wooden door, and outside was a small courtyard with an old pine tree in the middle. Under the pine tree was a stone table with several scrolls of scriptures on it.

The distant sound of bells drifted over, melodious and serene.