Heavenly Talents of All Realms

The spaceship's speed began to surge, gradually pulling away from the plane below.

Because of the excessive velocity, the scenery visible through the cabin windows started to blur.

Soon, the green ship with its wooden luster gave a slight tremor and vanished into the dark void of space, leaving only ripples in its wake.

Feng Hui looked out again, finding the surrounding space warped and twisted, like invisible waves undulating around them, interweaving with distant mysterious lights into a surreal tableau.

In this enigmatic high-dimensional space, time seemed to lose meaning; everything was kneaded, stretched, and rendered elusive.

"You've never left the plane before, so you probably don't understand what's happening."

Teacher Wala smiled at the young people before him.

"To travel swiftly through the cosmic void, there are generally two methods."

"The first is to use natural wormholes or engage in spacetime teleportation."

"The other is to navigate through higher dimensions, like we're doing now."

"Our academy is extremely far from the Eastern Domain Great World. If we relied on conventional travel, it would take hundreds of thousands or even millions of years to reach it. But now that we've entered higher dimensions, two places separated by vast distances are drawn closer, allowing us to cross that long distance quickly."

Feng Hui nodded. This was similar to Dark Universe travel in the original universe.

In the original universe, due to rule restrictions, matter couldn't exceed light speed. Once light speed was reached, it triggered a cosmic shift into the Dark Universe.

In the Dark Universe, one could surpass light speed, and the coordinates corresponded to the original universe at a ratio of 1:10081000.

If you flew at light speed in the Dark Universe for a year and then shifted back to the original universe, you'd be 10.081 million light-years away.

When decelerating to a standstill, you'd automatically shift back to the original universe.

In the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe, though the cosmic rules differed somewhat from the original universe, the methods of travel were largely similar.

Feng Hui and the other ten young students from the academy sat in the cabin. At first, they found the strange high-dimensional scenery outside fascinating, but soon it grew tedious.

The hazy, surreal vista of higher dimensions was almost monotonous—novel at first glance, but losing its appeal after a while.

Feng Hui retreated to his own room on the ship, seizing the time to cultivate in seclusion.

Soon, he would have to contend with prodigies from various planes across the Eastern Domain in the Eastern Domain Tournament, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

After all, his cultivation time was still short compared to other participants in the tournament. With nothing else to do on the journey, every bit of progress he could make was worthwhile.

On the distant far shore of the cosmic void lay a grand plane—the Xuanling Plane.

Though the Eastern Domain teemed with countless planes of all sizes, the Xuanling Plane stood out among them like a brilliant star, renowned and illustrious.

The source of this renown wasn't the plane's size or the number of its strong practitioners, but the Xuanling Academy located within it.

Whether it was the Cosmic Level Eastern Domain Tournament held once every ten thousand years or the Domain Lord Level Eastern Domain Assembly held once every hundred thousand years, many of the selected prodigies came from Xuanling Academy.

If Xuanling Academy was a world-famous institution, then Feng Hui's Jia 312 Academy was a rural school in a backwater.

The two were as different as clouds and mud, utterly incomparable.

Countless young geniuses of the Dongdi Clan gathered at Xuanling Academy to train, receive guidance, and shine in the talent selection of the Eastern Domain Great World.

A significant number aimed directly for the Cosmic Level Eastern Domain Tournament, knowing that the earlier they entered the Eastern Domain Great World to obtain its legacy, the stronger the foundation they'd build for their future path.

Of course, some geniuses who had already broken through to Domain Lord level, or those who had regrettably failed in the Eastern Domain Tournament, could still receive Domain Lord-level training at Xuanling Academy, preparing for the Domain Lord Level Eastern Domain Assembly held once every hundred thousand years.

Xuanling Academy, nestled in the Xuanling Plane, was like a crouching, slumbering dragon—seemingly unremarkable, but when it truly bared its fangs, it would shock and awe all who underestimated it.

Over countless years, untold geniuses had emerged from here; many became super-strong practitioners, and some even rose to the true upper echelons of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe.

Thus, though the Xuanling Plane might not match some super-planes in size or number of strong practitioners, it held an extraordinarily transcendent status throughout the Eastern Domain.

At that moment, in a massive training ground at Xuanling Academy, over a thousand Cosmic Level youths stood in formation.

"You are my Xuanling Academy's finest and most elite Cosmic Level students."

A voice, grand as thunder, echoed in the ears of those thousand young people.

"Perform well in the Eastern Domain Tournament. Do not disgrace the name of Xuanling Academy."

"Yes, Principal!"

The thousand youths replied with reverence.

In an unknown corner of the cosmic void stood a majestic divine hall, tens of thousands of kilometers tall.

Inside, a towering, massive Dragonman sat on a giant throne.

The space around him was completely twisted, making his features impossible to discern.

He looked down at the small figure kneeling before him.

"White Dragon, as my bloodline, you can directly obtain the qualification to enter the Dongdi Tower and receive its legacy. There's no need to participate in that Eastern Domain Tournament!"

His voice boomed, causing the surrounding space to tremble as if on the verge of shattering.

"Father, I don't wish to rely on you to gain that qualification so easily. I want to participate in the Eastern Domain Tournament openly, prove myself through my own strength, and fight my way into the Dongdi Tower with honor!"

The white-scaled Dragonman below, though pale-faced under the terrifying pressure, answered with unwavering resolve.

"Good, worthy of being my offspring." The rumbling voice seemed satisfied. "I grant you permission to participate in the Eastern Domain Tournament."

"Claim first place, and show your valor to the entire Eastern Domain!"

The Thunderclap Plane, a wondrous plane shrouded in thunder within the Eastern Domain.

In the Thunderclap Plane, the sky was forever covered by thick, heavy clouds, like a massive black curtain pressing down, suffocating all beneath it.

Thunderbolts surged like rampaging beasts, darting and roaring through the dark clouds. Every time lightning split the sky, it was accompanied by deafening thunderclaps. The electric light danced within the clouds, like sharp swords swinging in the darkness, blinding and awe-inspiring.

In planes like Jia 312 or the Xuanling Plane, people comprehended all kinds of fundamental laws. But here in the Thunderclap Plane, most members of the Dongdi Clan cultivated the Lightning Law and its superior, the Time Law.

Dongdi Clan members born here often possessed exceptional talent in the Lightning Law.

Thus, this place had become a major gathering ground for Lightning Law cultivators across the Eastern Domain.

Within the Thunderclap Plane, on a mountain peak that seemed enveloped by lightning, an old man and a youth stood facing each other.

"Go now. There is nothing left for me to teach you."

"Shine with your brilliance in the Eastern Domain Tournament. It is there that you will receive better nurturing."

The elder looked at the young man before him, giving his instructions.

"Rest assured, Teacher. I will not let you down!"

The youth carrying the Thunder Great Axe said in a deep voice.