First-Rate Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 1002

Straight-Gutted Old Silver Coin, the Twelfth Master (Celebrating a Thousand Chapters)

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"We've tested enough. I need to use this place to begin the next phase of testing."

Qin Yang pointed at the Replicated Great Wilderness beneath his feet.

War was inevitable, but Qin Yang knew full well that there was a gap between the ceilings of the Ten Directions Realm and the Great Wilderness, as well as a gap in their overall strength. That was not something that could be bridged in a few years or decades.

Among all worlds, only the Ten Directions Realm had developed the best, because the Ten Directions Emperor had sat upon the imperial throne for a very, very long time. He was strong enough that he did not need to worry about anyone else touching that ceiling.

Within the Ten Directions Realm, aside from the Shepherd Master, according to known intelligence, no one could leave alive after facing the Ten Directions Emperor.

Even Qin Yang's confidence that he could survive rested on three conditions: first, the Ten Directions Emperor had not used his authority; second, he had not stood within the territory of the Ten Directions Divine Dynasty; third, Qin Yang had been standing at the entrance to the passage—an entrance he had secretly reinforced and brought under his control.

If the Ten Directions Emperor could not kill him in one move, then he could not kill him at all.

It was precisely because of this environment that, after years upon years, the Ten Directions Realm would become considerably stronger than the Great Wilderness as a whole.

In the Great Wilderness, reaching the Dao Palace was already enough to count as entering the ranks of the strong. From Divine Gate to Dao Palace, the number of cultivators suffered its greatest cliff-like plunge.

But in the Ten Directions Realm, the ratio from Divine Gate to Dao

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