Highest Grade Mental World

The universe is vast, and there are many regions that have never been home to any life. Whenever Darkness Heart finds a fragment, it heads towards such desolate and cold places.

To this day, no one knows that an extremely terrifying relic is being reshaped.

Even though it makes a great commotion, in the deep abyss of the universe, in the cold land of death, it will not be perceived by the outside world.

More than ten days later, the last fragment of this contraband item was found. It was completely black and turned out to be a large seal, square in shape, but without any mythical creatures carved on it. Instead, it had images of spaceships, warships, robots, and other technologically advanced symbols.

It is a mythical artifact, and it is unknown why the civilization that created it would leave such patterns.

After experiencing another terrifying Heavenly Rank, it floated under the starry sky, where countless stars gathered their light and converged towards it, making the blurry figure behind it clearer.

The humanoid figure was ultimately missing its left foot and was incomplete.

Correspondingly, the bottom of this large, black seal is missing a piece, and its main body is not fully assembled.

"One piece is still missing. It's a pity that I was in such a hurry back then that it was left behind in the Sea of Origin." It knew very well where the last fragment was.

There has never been a case of a supreme treasure taking human form, but this phenomenon has occurred. Although the figure behind it was blurry, it has truly manifested.

It is foreseeable that if things continue like this, it will eventually be able to truly take human form and shed its original form.

"Alright, let's slow down. When I'm truly complete, I'll go find the last piece. But that will inevitably lead to an unprecedented catastrophe, and I'm not ready for that yet." It has just been reassembled, and its overall condition is still problematic.

That kind of Chaos Great Heavenly Tribulation cannot be hidden away by it; it is destined to be extremely terrifying, and it needs to go to a more remote universe to undergo the tribulation.

Time flows by silently.

The willows are sprouting new buds, the orioles are flying and the grass is growing. Wang Xuan's third child, Wang Hui, is already three years old. As the youngest boy in the family, he has finally not been led astray. He is usually very quiet, unlike his older brothers and sisters who are so wild.

"Dad, do people all die? You, Mom, and my older brother and sister are all older than me. Will you all leave me first, leaving me all alone?"

The youngest child, Wang Hui, was very quiet. At night, he would cry softly, clinging to Zhao Qinghan's arm, unable to sleep, and actually thinking about such things.

This immediately startled Zhao Qinghan and Wang Xuan. How could such a young boy be so sentimental and think about such things?

"Dad, I can live forever and stay with you forever," Zhao Qinghan said softly as she lovingly picked him up.

"What about your older brothers and sisters? I heard from Uncle Qing Mu's sister that only Dad can cultivate, and no one else can. What will you and your brothers and sisters do?" Wang Hui asked earnestly, with tears in his eyes.

Wang Xuan was speechless for a long time, deeply moved, and wondered if children these days were so precocious. He truly hadn't expected a three-year-old to be thinking about such things.

"I want to research the Elixir of Immortality in the future. I'm going to study hard and join Uncle Zhang Qifan's laboratory," Wang Hui said with tears in his eyes.

Over the past three years, Wang Xuan has been cultivating himself while exploring the Higher Mental World. Unfortunately, the environment has changed, and the areas that were once Heavenly Treasures have become desolate.

He visited the Guanghan Palace several times and saw the footprints left by the Sword Immortal when she practiced her sword there, as well as the marks of swords, which recorded the past, but she was no longer there.

He sighed, wondering if Jiang Qingyao could be resurrected. Many years had passed in the blink of an eye. Her familiar figure seemed to still be in front of him. The two of them had once wandered the universe together, fighting against Qi Tian, who was possessed by the Great Demon Spirit. In the end, she stained the starry sky with blood and went on her way to die.

The faces of Old Zhang, Fang Yuzhu, Mingxue, the Demon Lord, and so many others appeared in his mind one by one. In the past, they either played in the mortal world or fought fiercely with supreme treasures across the world, all of which have become memories.

Those familiar faces have vanished without a trace.

Wang Xuan entered Mount Buzhou many times. The once dangerous spiritual remains were now silent, buried in the Spirit World's belly, devoid of life, waiting for the arrival of the next Mythological Era to revive their lingering resentment. But by then, they would no longer be who they once were.

The peerless "medicine" of the Spiritual Blood Pool has been exhausted, with not a drop left.

The Sky-Veiling Mirror fragments were still there. Wang Xuan saw within them the remains of Super Peerless level Mental Remnant, and the woman lay dormant within them, lifeless.

After thinking it over, he ultimately decided not to take any action and did not collect the Supreme Treasure fragment.

"Is this the Highest Grade Mental World?" Wang Xuan arrived. This place is very similar to the Matter World, making it indistinguishable. There are snow-capped mountains, valleys with spring-like weather all year round, and endless oceans that stretch as far as the eye can see.

Even though he was very strong and could kill the Master of Nurturing Life, he still felt a kind of suppression after arriving here. His primordial spirit stagnated and the flow of spiritual light was not smooth.

This is not a place for ordinary people. In the past, only unparalleled masters could climb it, and even then, it would be life-threatening.

However, with the Carefree Boat in hand, and given that the Highest Mental World in this era is no longer so terrifying, he can enter without hindrance.

In the past, all the great patriarchs coveted the Carefree Boat, because this treasure allowed them to travel safely whether they were searching for the Chaos Immortal Vine at Mount Buzhou or gathering celestial medicines in the Highest Mental World.

This world is too vast, and Wang Xuan did not find any obvious traces of Shang Yi. However, he was certain that the Sword Madman had been here and had risked his life to travel far away.

After the myths ended, in the Highest Mental World, there were no more celestial medicines, all the fruits had fallen, and the celestial roots had sunk into the soil and could no longer be seen.

In fact, even during the peak of the extraordinary era, there weren't as many celestial medicines here as one might imagine; they were very difficult to find and sometimes required luck.

"Has the highest Spiritual Blood Pool completely dried up? Or has it disappeared into the void?"

He was mentally prepared. From the moment the supernatural collapsed, he knew that the world would be completely changed. All the divine objects of the past were either destroyed or dimmed and lost their spirituality, and could never return to what they were before.

He sat on the Carefree Boat, traversing the vast Highest Mental World, only appreciating the beautiful scenery along the way, without gaining anything in return.

Wang Xuan looked up at the sky, where mist was flowing. Finally, he steered his boat upwards, wanting to break through the sky and travel far away. What awaited him was not only the fierce winds from beyond the heavens, but also thunder.

This place is incredibly desolate and terrifying; there are no stars, and the trajectories that should exist for galaxies do not exist here.

Beyond the Mental World's heavens, besides fierce winds, there is only thunder. As he continues to surge upwards, the Carefree Boat warns him that the sea of lightning can destroy everything, and the strongest thunder can damage even the most precious treasures!

According to the speculations of mythological civilizations throughout history, the Highest Mental World is connected to the outside world and may lead to Supernatural Great World. However, this is a forbidden zone, and touching it will surely lead to death.

After Wang Xuan had been sailing for an hour, his expression changed. The thunder grew ever larger, making it difficult for him to move. It even made the Carefree Boat tremble and dimmed the light curtain it had spread out.

Even if he provided enough Red Substance, the treasure was unwilling to move forward.

"Stop! It's dangerous to go any further. I might disintegrate!" Carefree Boat issued an extremely stern warning.

If he were alone, Wang Xuan would have no fear and, with a few treasures in hand, would dare to venture deeper to explore.

But now he has concerns, he has worries. He has parents, a wife and children, and his three children are far too young. He can no longer travel the universe year after year as he did before he got married.

He did not leave there, but moved to another area to continue observing from other regions. The intensity of the lightning flashing in the sky varied.

In some areas, countless bolts of lightning flashed endlessly, almost connecting the Heaven and Earth. The thick beams of light made even the Carefree Boat have to go around them.

Wang Xuan once tried to draw in a small wisp of light, which made his whole body go numb and moved him. This was the residual light of the Chaos Great Heavenly Tribulation.

The vast wilderness, the endless thunder—what immense energy this must possess! There are no clouds, only thunderstorms. Even the smaller lightning bolts resemble waterfalls cascading down. Overall, it looks like a sea of stars pouring down and churning.

Wang Xuan discovered that the furthest he had ever ventured into a thunderstorm area was 5,400 li (approximately 2,500 kilometers). He found it terrifying and had to retreat. The distance ahead was immeasurable, and it was difficult to determine how much further it was. Perhaps this was just a small corner of the land.

After changing direction, he tried again, crossing a strange blue sea of lightning, this time a little further, reaching 6,100 miles.

"Something's there!" Wang Xuan keenly noticed a creature amidst the lightning ahead, which horrified him. The place was covered in blood, and the creature was vanishing with every step it took, struggling against the Lightning Tribulation, fighting to cross it, and moving forward.

This is a bit outrageous!

What era is this? There are still such powerful creatures? Even he wouldn't dare to go in with his physical body; he would be instantly killed.

Wang Xuan opened his Spiritual Heavenly Eye, immediately dispelling the illusion and seeing the truth: the creature was not real.

There was a bone in the spot, pure white and lustrous, but with some cracks. It looked like a skull, undulating in the lightning, occasionally being struck a few times.

Wang Xuan traced his spiritual path and saw the truth: there were traces on that bone, reflecting parts of the past.

Once, a creature came here and was cleaved in two, covered in blood. Although it was incredibly powerful and struggled for a long time, it eventually exploded, leaving only a piece of strange bone.

This scene must have been left over from a long period of time, existing through countless eras.

"Very strong. The Dao bone left behind by that being is close to the level of a supreme treasure." This was Carefree Boat's evaluation.

"A person this powerful could have a physical body comparable to a supreme treasure?" Wang Xuan found it unbelievable.

Carefree Boat said, "It must have been left by an extraordinary person. Only the skull has been cultivated to this level. If all the bones in the body had reached this level, it would be unimaginable."

"Do all extraordinary people have similar abnormalities?" Wang Xuan asked.

Carefree Boat explained, "They either cultivated unusual bones, or their spiritual realm mutated, or their scalps became as tough as a treasure. They all have some special characteristics and have partially Dao-imperialized."

A terrifying bolt of lightning, blindingly blue, struck the bone, sending it plunging into the depths of the sea of lightning, from which it vanished without a trace.

Wang Xuan watched quietly from afar. It seemed that throughout history, many powerful and extraordinary people, who left no record or trace, had walked this path.

Whether they failed or had even the slightest chance of success, no one outside knew.

The man and his boat changed course again, and they could vaguely see clouds rising from the depths of a purple thunder, as they forged ahead.

This time, when they ventured 5,900 li deeper, they made another new discovery: a tree with glowing green leaves that sent up a shower of light to resist the thunder, yet it was not destroyed.

A piece of human skin, bloody and raw, hung on the tree. The person had died, leaving behind traces, yet the strange tree was able to protect the remaining skin from decaying.

"What kind of tree is this? The Highest Mental World is truly outrageous!" Wang Xuan exclaimed in surprise, as he witnessed a series of unusual events.