Breaking the Realm?

The ground trembled with the sounds of battle.

In the sky, the clouds drifted serenely.

Two middle-aged men sat cross-legged in the air, clad in Daoist robes of different styles, exuding an air of immortal grace.

Lei Hua, from the Jun Tian Immortal Estate, stroked his goatee as he looked at the gloomy middle-aged man opposite him, who was frowning.

"Brother Mo Hai, collecting 'sin' may be a bit tedious, but there's no need to look so glum, is there?"

"Or perhaps..."

Lei Hua's lips curled slightly, his tone laced with teasing.

"Could it be that your Profound Heaven Sword Sect's founder still can't let go of the missing Mo Yuan, which is why he refuses to release a true inheritor, sending you to do this arduous work?"

"That's right, Mo Yuan was a peerless genius; back then, the name 'Sword Master of the Questioning Heart' spread throughout Canglan..."

"Shut up!" Mo Hai roared, interrupting him, and said in a deep voice:

"There is no Profound Heaven Sword Sect now, only the Profound Sword Heavenly Palace, one of the Ten Direction Immortal Court!"

"Moreover, Mo Yuan betrayed Canglan and was removed from the Heavenly Palace's rolls a thousand years ago!"

Lei Hua's smile faded, replaced by a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Now that the Immortal Court governs the world, and we have the method of [Karma Fire Refined Golden Core], our lifespans are long and drawn out, no less than the legendary ancient Immortal Realm, so what is there for Brother Mo Hai to worry about?"

"What worries me is precisely the Golden Cores!"

Mo Hai lowered his gaze, staring at the jade bottle that was absorbing the trickle of blood.

Canglan was vast, with countless mortals, impossible to kill them all, providing a steady stream of "sin."

However, "sin" was just fuel; the Golden Cores were the foundation.

To prevent a repeat of the "Tianji Upheaval Era" a thousand years ago, no immortal techniques were circulating in the mortal realm. The only way to obtain Golden Cores was from the myriad realms beyond the heavens.

Under the command of the Earth Immortal Ancestors of each sect, the former Ten Great Immortal Sects transformed into the Ten Direction Immortal Courts, each suppressing one side of Canglan while controlling a thousand world ascension platforms.

Every year, tens of millions of consumables ascended, providing a massive number of Golden Cores!

Those with Innate Nine Revolutions would be directly offered to the Ancestors.

Those who didn't reach Nine Revolutions could use the [Karma Fire Refined Golden Core] method to make up for the lack of Innate Nine Revolutions, keeping them for their own cultivation and longevity.

But in the past year, The number of ascenders under his Profound Sword Heavenly Palace had suddenly plummeted, failing to gather even a million Golden Cores in a year!

"Golden Cores?"

Lei Hua's eyes flickered, and he probed:

"Brother Mo Hai, to be honest, the Jun Tian Immortal Estate's output has also decreased somewhat this year. I wonder how the Profound Sword Heavenly Palace's situation is; have you reported it to the Dao Ancestor..."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! ...

The buzzing sound shook the heavens and the earth.

The two quickly turned their heads to look around; ten golden pillars of light fell from different directions, each enveloping an area.

Those were the locations of the Ten Direction Immortal Courts!

"Dao Ancestor's decree!"

Mo Hai and Lei Hua's expressions changed simultaneously. Without time for greetings, and ignoring the jade bottle still absorbing "sin," they transformed into streams of light, heading in different directions.

Profound Sword Heavenly Palace, The massive palace floated in the air, hidden in the clouds. Figures knelt on the ground, respectfully bowing towards the golden pillar of light in the depths of the palace.

Beneath the pillar of light, "A decree?"

The old man was hale and hearty, his hair black and shiny. He casually reached into the pillar of light, taking out an irregularly shaped jade talisman.

"A World-Breaking Talisman capable of accommodating a Body Integration Realm cultivator?"

The old man raised an eyebrow, surprised.

"You're really willing to part with it!"

As his voice fell, there was no response. The golden pillar of light suddenly retracted upwards, disappearing into the heavens.

The old man didn't mind, casually extending his right hand.

In a flash, a stream of light flew from his palm and landed on the ground, revealing Mo Hai, who was hurrying back.

Mo Hai looked up blankly, meeting a pair of stern eyes, and quickly bowed respectfully.

"Disciple Mo Hai greets Ancestor Xuan Ling!"

"Body Integration after a thousand years! After eating so many Golden Cores, your cultivation has finally surpassed Mo Yuan's back then."

Xuan Ling licked his lips, tossing out the jade talisman in his hand.

"This is a World-Breaking Talisman. Take a trip to the myriad worlds!"

"Production has plummeted. The Heavenly Palace's reserves can't last more than a few years. You wouldn't want to see this old man with white hair, would you?"

Mo Hai trembled and quickly accepted it respectfully.

"Rest assured, Ancestor. This disciple will definitely investigate the matter thoroughly, set things right, and dare not delay your grand plan for longevity!"

"It seems you have some filial piety…"

Ancestor Xuan Ling smiled with satisfaction, retracting the sternness in his eyes, and looked at the World-Breaking Talisman.

"Keep it safe. It's more important than your life!"

"Hm?!"

Mo Hai's expression faltered. He carefully examined the jade talisman in his hand, but couldn't discern anything unusual about it.

"Hehe, don't forget how the myriad worlds came to be!"

Xuan Ling clasped his hands behind his back and said meaningfully, "If it weren't for the immortal artifact, the Tianji Disc, the Tianji Sect's little children wouldn't be qualified to tangle with Cang Yan…"

His voice trailed off, and Xuan Ling's gaze shifted upward, glancing at the ceiling, stopping just short of saying more.

Directly mentioning the Dao Ancestor by name shocked Mo Hai to the core. Daring not to linger any longer, he immediately took his leave, saying:

"Ancestor, World No. 9527 hasn't produced a single Golden Core in three hundred years. This disciple will descend to that world first to investigate. Please send this disciple on my way."

"World No. 9527? It certainly warrants a thorough investigation."

Xuan Ling lightly nodded, waving his sleeve.

Mo Hai instantly rose with the wind, heading straight for a large star shrouded in the cold, white moonlight beyond the heavens.

"Hopefully it's quick! This old man doesn't want to go hungry again!"

On the ground, the old man's lips curled into an exaggerated smile. He reached into his sleeve, pulled out a handful of dazzling Golden Cores engraved with nine blood-red patterns, and stuffed them into his mouth.

His stern white teeth bit down, the pills shattered, and golden light overflowed from his mouth…

At the same time, throughout the Ten Directions Immortal Court.

Figures like Mo Hai rose from various Immortal Courts, heading straight for the large stars shrouded in cold, white moonlight.

Those were the worlds they had carefully selected, confirming they had the most severe problems.

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A friendly yet somewhat mechanical broadcast echoed through the carriage.

Jade stone screens hung on both sides, playing various advertisements on loop.

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Passengers dressed in trendy clothes were either drawn to the advertisements on both sides or frowning in complaint.

No one noticed that an extra person had suddenly appeared in the empty seat in the front row.

No, one person noticed!

In the corner, Zhang Tinnan put down the New Factory Planning Outline in his hand and stared at the middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared in the front row.

A middle-aged man with a long sword on his back and dressed in ancient attire!

His thoughts raced for only a moment before he immediately made a decision. His finger stroked the transmission talisman, and a message was quietly sent.

Then, he rubbed his hands on his face, kneading out a standardized smile.

Zhang Tinnan rose with a smile, walked through the long aisle, approached the bewildered middle-aged man, and bowed with cupped hands.

"Junior Zhang Tinnan greets Senior!"