Qingwei Blessed Land, atop the Chaos Dao Platform.
Li Qingshan, dressed in dark robes, sat cross-legged, his aura completely concealed, as if he had merged with the ancient palace that had existed since the Western Emperor era.
Three months have passed since the Yaochi Grand Gathering.
Amidst the turbulent undercurrents in the Northern Region, Ancient Races are becoming increasingly active, and the news of the upcoming opening of the Central Continent 'Qishi Mansion has stirred up the geniuses of the Five Regions.
The Five-Finger Divine Mountain, which suppressed the Blood Moon Clan's Half-Saint, remained like a scorching brand nailed to the crimson earth surrounding the Primordial Ancient Mine, silently provoking all the awakened Primordial Races.
The Blood Moon Clan is more patient than expected.
Three months later, the slumbering land deep in the Northern Region, apart from a few violent emanations in the first few days, has unusually returned to silence.
They are observing, weighing their options, and perhaps even secretly conspiring.
"I underestimated the patience of these Old Gu," Li Qingshan thought calmly.
Fishing requires patience. The more the Blood Moon Clan endures, the more complex the forces behind them are. Perhaps the royal family is secretly giving orders, or perhaps they are waiting for a better opportunity, such as when he leaves Jade Pool and embarks on the Starry Sky Ancient Road.
But he never placed his hopes on the enemy's cowardice.
Just as he was calmly analyzing the situation, the Stone Gate deep within Immortal Platform, which had been his constant companion since his birth into this world, suddenly trembled slightly.
"Buzz,"
The Dao's resonance, reaching the very essence of the soul, spread outwards.
Li Qingshan looked inward and saw the ancient, mottled Stone Gate silently floating above the Immortal Platform, the old, blurred patterns on the gate gradually lighting up.
The light was not intense, but it possessed a charm that could penetrate eternity and illuminate the infinite.
Immediately afterwards, five points of light, each with a different color and distinct aura, emerged from the depths of the Stone Gate, like five stars projected from endless time and space, slowly rotating around the Stone Gate.
Each point of light conveys a unique sensation, distinct from the others yet subtly resonating with the essence of his life!
"This is!!!"
Li Qingshan was startled.
The realization and awe I felt when I first sensed the connection with the Primordial Great Demon " Other Selves " on the eve of my return from the Divine Tomb World surged back, even more clearly and powerfully than before.
The Stone Gate is actively revealing something.
He concentrated his mind and focused all his attention on the five points of light.
A mortal's journey to immortality unfolds on a remote island in the Scattered Star Seas outer reaches of the world.
The jade-colored speckles are warm Ruyu, exuding a balanced and peaceful aura, and containing a vibrant vitality that is ever-evolving and constantly evolving.
The edge of the island is rugged with reefs.
A cultivator in a blue robe stood in mid-air, his hands forming hand seals, and streaks of blue spiritual patterns disappeared into the Void.
He had a handsome face and a composure beyond his years. He was Li Qingshan of this world, possessing Innate Yi Wood Spirit Body, and had only recently condensed his Golden Elixir.
At this moment, he is setting up a complex array that combines plant formations with his own spatial perception.
Sea fog enveloped the surroundings, and the faint roars of monstrous beasts could be heard in the distance.
"Only three more array patterns are needed!" he muttered to himself, a blue light swirling at his fingertips.
Suddenly, a strange tremor ran through the depths of my soul.
It was as if a door I had never noticed before had opened in the deepest part of my consciousness, and an infinitely high and distant perspective descended upon me!
"Ah!" He groaned, his body swaying, almost falling from the air.
Once she regained her composure, a storm was brewing in those usually calm and collected eyes.
He looked down at his hands, then gazed at the endless sea, and finally looked up at a certain point in the Void, as if he could see something through the barriers of the world.
After a long silence, he slowly uttered five words, his voice as light as a sea breeze, yet as heavy as a thousand pounds:
"Only today do I realize! I am who I am."
The emerald light trembled gently, establishing a bridge of resonance that transcended time and space with Li Qingshan of this world.
In the Divine Tomb World, somewhere in a shattered Void abyss.
The pitch-black light surged with pure, ultimate destruction and fighting spirit— the Primordial Great Demon.
There is no complete land here, only countless chains of divine laws piercing through the Void, locking a demonic body of unimaginable size.
Despite its numerous wounds, the demonic body still exuded an aura that made the heavens and earth tremble.
Suddenly, the demon's tightly closed eyes trembled slightly for a moment.
A crack appeared in the divine chain that ran through his chest.
The destructive will that had been dormant for millennia seemed to be stirred by some being of the same origin but a higher dimension.
Fragments of shattered memory are reassembled in the chaos.
"Roar,"
A silent roar reverberated across the realm of laws, and the three divine chains surrounding it shattered instantly!
The dark light points spun wildly, their resonance with the Path of Destruction of this Realm reaching an unprecedented intensity.
In the Battle Through the Heavens World, deep within the imperial city of the Jia Ma Empire lies a secret cultivation chamber.
The golden light, as intense as the core of the sun, shimmers and shines, presenting a pure and noble scene reminiscent of "all fires paying homage."
In the center of the sealed chamber, a pool of crimson magma churned and boiled.
A young man dressed in a magnificent gold and red robe sat cross-legged on a lotus platform in the center of the pond, surrounded by seven flames of different colors. He was none other than Li Qingshan, the prince of the empire and Innate Fire Body.
He is attempting to fuse a second type of Heavenly Flame. Without using the Flame Mantra, he is relying entirely on his talent to force the fusion. As expected of someone from the world of Shrouding the Heavens, Other Selves is very energetic.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat evaporated as soon as they appeared in the high temperature.
The two Heavenly Flame clashed fiercely within his body; the slightest carelessness would result in him being burned to death.
"Give it to me! Melt!" he gritted his teeth and shouted, fully activating his fire body talent.
At that moment, a sudden jolt shook the depths of my soul.
"What is this?!" He lost his composure, and the Heavenly Flame within his body instantly went out of control!
"Pfft," a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his chest red.
But ignoring his injuries, he suddenly opened his eyes, and seven-colored flames spun wildly in his pupils.
He staggered to his feet, looked around the secret chamber where he had cultivated since childhood, then looked down at his hands wreathed in flames. Suddenly, he threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with relief and enlightenment.
"I see!"
The golden light shone brightly, and the resonance of the Way of Fire penetrated the barriers of the world.
The Zhu Xian World, the sea of clouds behind the Qingyun Gate.
The clear, bright light, like snow-capped peaks reflecting the moon, exudes a pure aura with a sharp edge that cuts through heaven and earth.
The sea of clouds surged, and sword energy crisscrossed.
A young man in white stood on the edge of a cliff, holding a three-foot-long sword, its light cascading like flowing water.
He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyes like a spring. He was none other than Li Qingshan from the Zhu Xian World, the once-in-a-millennium Sword Heart Clarity Physique of the Qingyun Gate, Seven Branches Martial Tournament.
Each sword strike was perfectly executed, as if in harmony with the rhythm of heaven and earth.
Suddenly, his sword strike faltered.
A will as vast as the starry sea descended into the depths of consciousness; it was not Body Seizure, nor erosion, but something else entirely!
A higher dimension of gaze and connection.
Countless insights and profound truths flooded in like a torrent!
"Clang!" The longsword slipped from his hand and embedded itself in the rock at the edge of the cliff.
He staggered back several steps, only managing to steady himself by grabbing onto an ancient pine tree beside him, his face as pale as paper.
Those insights were so vast that they almost burst his Shangqing Realm sea of consciousness.
He slowly raised his head, gazing at the bright moon at the edge of the sea of clouds, and murmured to himself, each word like a sword slicing through the night sky:
"The sword's heart is clear, yet it is not clear about oneself. My path lies here."
The luminous light trembled slightly, and the true essence of swordsmanship flowed along the connection.
A dilapidated city gate in Jiangxi during the chaotic late Ming Dynasty.
The dark iron-colored light spots were restrained and deep, faintly swirling with the aura of dragons and tigers and the imagery of war and slaughter.
The bloodstains on the ground were still wet, and the smoke of gunpowder lingered.
A young man wearing tattered mountain-patterned armor stood by the railing. His armor was stained with blood, and he looked tired, but his eyes were still sharp as an eagle's. This was Li Qingshan, the local armed leader who had risen to power in this chaotic world.
He was surveying the post-war landscape, his mind racing with calculations: food supplies, casualties, available refugees, and the next steps. Chaos was rising throughout the land, with internal bandits and external Tartars!
Suddenly, a violent wave of dizziness struck.
Immortal Platform, Jade Pool, the Ancient Races, the power to suppress Half-Saint with a flick of the finger!
It was a world completely beyond his comprehension, yet the aura of that figure in black was as familiar as his own reflection in the mirror.
"My lord!" The guards beside him saw him swaying and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.
He raised his hand to stop him, steadied his breathing, and when he looked at the mountains and rivers outside the city again, his eyes were completely different.
He suddenly laughed, the laughter gradually changing from a low murmur to a relaxed one, and finally turning into a loud, boisterous laugh.
The black iron light spot was as stable as a mountain, and the aura of military might was quietly transmitted through the connection.
Deep within the Jade Pool lies the Chaotic Dao Platform.
After the five points of light resonated in succession, they returned to the depths of the Stone Gate and began to rotate again.
At the same time, a clear and profound "information" flowed out from the source of the Stone Gate and entered Li Qingshan's mind. It was a deeper explanation of the Dao of " Other Selves " and the Dao of convergence, which Li Qingshan naturally already knew.
Myriad Selves as One, and all the heavens resonate with me.
All beings identified as " Other Selves " by the Stone Gate imprint can form a deep connection with the original self.
There are three methods of convergence.
One is "resonance attraction," which takes the mind of the deity as the foundation and connects through the Stone Gate to continuously resonate with the characteristics of the path of Other Selves, subtly strengthening the connection, and naturally attracting and unifying when the time is right.
The second is "cross-world descent," which involves descending into the world of Other Selves to complete the fusion of wills and absorption of the Dao Fruit face-to-face.
This method is the most direct, but it is suppressed by the rules of the world and may encounter resistance from Other Selves. However, the difference between the "Other Selves" in these five worlds is too great for Li Qingshan to resist.
The third method is "projection of the Tao," which uses the Stone Gate as a bridge to project some of the original person's insights and Daoist essence into the consciousness of Other Selves, helping them break through bottlenecks and deepening their imprint, and then concluding the process when they achieve great success in their Dao Fruit.
Each time the original imprint and Dao Fruit of another " Other Selves " are fully absorbed and integrated, it will bring a permanent increase in the basic combat power of the original self.
The amplification multiplier can double the base combat power regardless of the strength of the Other Selves.
If one can unite and merge the ten " Other Selves " to achieve "ten selves returning to the origin," the amplification will be superimposed, and the combat power will leap tenfold!
This is the foundation of permanence, as if the " Nine Secrets: Jie " is constantly in operation, thus achieving success!
If, on this basis, a secret technique like the " Nine Secrets: Jie " is successfully triggered to instantly amplify the power, it can surge again on top of the tenfold increase, achieving a terrifying instantaneous burst of twentyfold power or even more!
Unfortunately, the increase is cumulative, not multiplicative. If it were multiplicative, it would be an exponential surge in combat power, but unfortunately, it cannot be multiplied.
At the same time, a new realization dawned on me:
At the same time, a new realization dawned on me:
The next time the real body crosses over into another dimension will be one year later.
After the information flow was completed, the faint light on the Stone Gate gradually subsided, returning to its unfathomable antiquity and tranquility.
Li Qingshan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly reflecting the rise and fall of countless worlds, before finally settling into a profound tranquility.
"One year later," he murmured to himself.
This timing roughly coincides with his estimated journey back to Earth after handling the Big Dipper matter.
Stone Gate seemed to be "cooperating" with his plan.
The specific methods and information regarding the amplification of "Converging Other Selves " stirred a slight ripple in his heart.
Ten times the base combat power is permanently available! This is equivalent to being in a state where the " Nine Secrets: Jie " tenfold amplification has been successfully triggered indefinitely!
Moreover, this is only the effect of consolidating ten Other Selves.
What if there were more? A hundred? A thousand? Then the ultimate vision of "endless unity of Other Selves Return to One " would probably be no more than that of Immortal King!
"One must take things one step at a time." Li Qingshan suppressed his inner turmoil, his gaze regaining its clarity. "The most important thing right now is to make initial use of this connection."
With a slight thought, he attempted to activate the five connections.
The resonance with the " Primordial Great Demon " is the clearest and strongest.
A cold, pure, and destructive Daoist aura flowed through the connection and merged into his laws.
His understanding of the true meaning of "destruction" deepened instantly, and the murderous aura contained in his every move became even more refined and sharp.
Next are the other four worlds of "Other Selves".
Various qualities flowed into the Dao of the True Body like a trickle. Although the increase was extremely subtle and gradual, far from reaching the level of "doubling combat power", this was only the initial resonance!
As the connection deepens and as he becomes more focused on " Other Selves," this increase will inevitably double his combat power.
More importantly, through this connection, he seemed to have gained five pairs of "eyes" in different worlds, observing different paths.
The value of this broadened perspective, the tempering of one's moral character, and the planning of future paths is immeasurable.
"Hoo," Li Qingshan exhaled a long breath.
His aura seemed even more unfathomable. Though he sat there, it was as if he simultaneously reflected the shadows of multiple worlds.
" Blood Moon Clan! I've let you live three more months." Li Qingshan's gaze swept outside the hall, as if piercing through space to see the slumbering land deep within the Northern Region. "My bait isn't just what's out in the open."
His original plan was to use the suppression of the Half-Saint as bait to lure the Blood Moon Clan's Ancestor King to his door so he could establish his authority.
While the initial connection with the five other versions of Other Selves has not brought about an immediate leap in combat power, it has elevated his foundation, methods, and even his mental scheming to a new level.
Dealing with the Blood Moon Clan gave them more composure and confidence.
"Since you're not coming!" Li Qingshan tapped his fingers lightly on his knee, several thoughts flashing through his mind. "Then I'll add fuel to the fire."
He rose, his black robes fluttering, and walked out of the main hall.
Outside the palace, the Jade Pool Pure Land remained shrouded in celestial mist, peaceful and serene. However, those with keen senses could perceive that beneath this tranquility lay an invisible edge, sharp as a drawn celestial sword, something previously absent.
"Junior brother." Lin Qingyao rushed over as soon as she sensed his emergence from seclusion.
She keenly sensed an inexplicable change in Li Qingshan; his aura had become more profound, his eyes more distant, and simply standing beside him made her feel as insignificant as if facing an infinite world.
"Senior Sister." Li Qingshan smiled slightly at her, a gentle smile that sent a chill down Lin Qingyao's spine, as if she could see a vast storm brewing beneath the calm surface. "Send a message to our people in the Northern Region: ' The Blood Moon Clan's Half-Saint has been imprisoned for three months, and their Ancestor King has retreated into hiding, seemingly fearing the Eastern Exalt of Jade Pool.' Spread the news subtly. In particular, make sure that those royal families who have been acting erratically lately, or who have a long-standing feud or competitive relationship with the Blood Moon Clan, 'accidentally' hear it."
Lin Qingyao's eyes lit up. "Junior brother, are you trying to force them out? Or provoke other forces to stir things up?"
"Public opinion is also a weapon," Li Qingshan said calmly. " The Primordial Races value their reputation, especially the fierce clans. The Blood Moon Clan may be able to endure it for a while, but I don't believe they can endure Lifetime, especially when they are being secretly ridiculed and looked down upon by other royal clans!"
He wasn't the type to wait passively. Since the fish weren't biting, he'd stir the water up even more, shake the bait even more, and even actively drive the fish into the net.
Just as Li Qingshan was preparing to actively escalate the situation in the Northern Region, undercurrents were becoming increasingly turbulent across various parts of Big Dipper.
In the Jiang Family the Eastern Wasteland, the Hengyu Divine Furnace has manifested multiple times recently. Jiang Taixu, dressed in white, once confronted a Saint King from the Spirit Valley across the distance at the Northern Region. The God King's aura was overwhelming and ultimately forced the opponent to retreat.
However, the Ancient Races outside the Jiang Family's sphere of influence continued to be active, and conflicts occurred from time to time.
The upcoming selection process at the Central Continent' Qishi Mansion has attracted countless eyes, but discordant voices have also emerged. Some Ancient Races prodigies have declared that the so-called "Golden Age" prodigies of the human race are nothing more than hothouse flowers, easily defeated, and that the quota for the Qishi Mansion should belong to the Ancient Races.
The Southern Ridge are not peaceful either; ancient temples rise from the ground, and strange tribes emerge from the wild forests.
In some hidden corners, clandestine transactions and alliances between humans and Ancient Races are spreading at an alarming rate, driven by self-interest, fear, and a thirst for power.
Fire Qilin Cave, Huo Lin'er gazed at the gloomy sky outside, toying with an ancient scale radiating intense heat in her hand.
"Brother is still lingering outside the Ancient Mine! The Blood Moon Clan has managed to endure for three months; it seems the pressure from Li Qingshan is greater than we imagined." She muttered to herself, "However, the calm before the storm is often the most oppressive. It remains to be seen who will lose their temper first."
She had a premonition that the seemingly stalemate in the Northern Region would soon be broken. And the stone that would break the peace would likely come from Jade Pool, from that unfathomable Eastern Exalt.