"The one behind the Great Calamity is that sun?" Qi Yuan looked at the sun, lost in thought.
"Now, two suns hang in the skies of the Azure Wave World."
Old Man Wu Tian sat in his wheelchair, his gaze unfathomably deep.
"What a pity the second Grand Sun is too small. Otherwise, if the two contended against each other, our Azure Wave World might have had a chance to break free from the Great Calamity."
Qi Yuan was speechless. He looked at Old Man Wu Tian. "You're the small one!"
He had always disliked being called small.
Old Man Wu Tian seemed not to have heard Qi Yuan. Instead, he murmured, "Born in the Azure Wave World, we are constrained by the Great Calamity in far too many ways."
"If we smash the sun in the sky to pieces, wouldn't the Great Calamity be gone?" Qi Yuan asked seriously.
Old Man Wu Tian chuckled. "The Great Calamity itself is already invincible beneath the heavens. Even if the Great Venerables of this world joined forces, they would not be its match.
"And... to kill that sun in the sky, one would at least need to be in the Yang Spirit Realm.
"Without ascending to the Upper Realm, it is fundamentally impossible to break through to the Yang Spirit Realm.
"But once we ascend to the Upper Realm, we people of the Azure Wave World become meat on its chopping block."
Generally speaking, cultivators in the Yin Spirit Realm had a chance to ascend to the Upper Realm.
The laws of heaven and earth in the Upper Realm were more complete, and the world's origin was more abundant.
To advance to the Yang Spirit Realm, one had to be in the Upper Realm.
It was impossible to advance to the Yang