The Eternal Wonders of the Saint Transformation Divine Domain
The borders of the Saint Transformation Divine Domain have no mountains, no seas, no winds, and no clouds.
Qin Yu flew through layers of void, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly disappeared automatically, as if it had been peeled away from the Jie Xu by an invisible hand.
The next breath--
A scene that could not possibly exist in any territory of the Void Obliteration Domain suddenly unfolded before his eyes.
The entire landscape seemed to be suspended beneath Star River Waterfall.
The Milky Way waterfall cascades down from the sky, its light neither silver nor blue, but rather "the last ray of light remaining after mixing with billions of stars," as if falling from the depths of time when the world was formed.
Where the waterfall cascades down, there is no sound of water, but rather—the faint roar of the birth of the universe.
Behind the waterfall lies an infinitely tall city composed of radiance, its layers stacked like a golden dream of the gods. Within the city, a river of light flows slowly, like the pulse of a star, shimmering with luminous patterns like the breath of civilization.
Between heaven and earth, there was no dust, no wind; everything was gently held up by the "Light of Sainthood".
Qin Yu hovered in the air, feeling for the first time—
This place doesn't feel like a divine realm; it's more like a forgotten birthplace of a god.
He looked up.
The sky deep within the Milky Way is not truly black, but rather a view of countless layers of starry sky seen through the heavens.
In the distance, a colossal, ruined wall, resembling the remains of an ancient civilization, floats in the sky, like a fragment drawn from an ancient myth, with pale golden light flowing slowly within it.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept by.
No, it's time and space breathing softly here.
Qin Yu took a step—and the first miracle appeared beneath his feet.
It was a mirror-like yet unfathomably deep surface, within which flowed nebulae, stars, and swirling fallen galaxies, as if the entire universe were sealed beneath one's feet.
With each step he took, the stars beneath his feet trembled slightly, as if acknowledging his arrival.
Ahead, an ancient road composed of starlight and platinum pillars slowly extends, passing through the floating ruins of the divine city, and finally leading to the deeper heart of the divine realm.
Ancient and faint syllables floated in the air. "Sainthood is not mere creation; this realm is not this world."
Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, his mind calm, yet he had to admit:
This place... truly far exceeds any conception of the known territory of the Void Obliteration Domain Realm.
He looked up, his gaze falling into the deepest part.
There stood a colossal white-gold gate, behind which churned the sea of clouds, and a massive rift that seemed to pierce straight into the starry sky appeared and disappeared, like an ancient scar left after the sky shattered.
The waterfall cascaded over the giant gate, as if a deity were personally baptizing it.
Qin Yu recalled the instructions of Palace Master Yun Yanwan: "In the Saint Transformation Divine Domain, there are sacred treasures of my Palace."
But what truly made the ancestor stop here... was another unknown ancient sacred object.
Qin Yu's eyes brightened slightly. "It seems it wasn't an exaggeration after all."
What was now revealed to him by the Saint Transformation Divine Domain was...
A hyperdimensional ruin that combines celestial realms, divine miracles, starry seas, and the ruins of ancient civilizations.
He exhaled softly and stepped into the starlight-filled waterfall.
The light of the Milky Way hung on his shoulders, his hair, and the edge of his sword, as if the ancient stars were bowing to him.
At this moment, the true depths of the Saint Transformation Divine Domain also slowly awakened.
When Qin Yu stepped into this sacred land, the rules of the Saint Transformation Divine Domain trembled, as if recognizing "a destined visitor."
Faintly, a deep, ancient cracking sound came from the depths of the sky.
It was as if... a sacred treasure sealed for eternity had sensed his arrival.
The moment Qin Yu took his first step into the heart of the Saint Transformation Divine Domain, the entire world seemed to freeze.
No wind, no sound, no light—the next instant—light spilled out "upside down" from the cracks in space.
It wasn't bright, but rather an ancient, unnameable dark golden light, as if ancient runes sealed for millennia were awakening once more.
Suddenly, a roar, as if from the depths of ancient times, resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Boom--------!!!
The light stream of the Star River Waterfall was cut into countless fragments, turning into inverted light blades that hovered sharply in the air; at that moment, even Qin Yu's breath was sealed into tiny light crystals.
A thought flashed through his mind, "Ancestor Yun Qiusheng's restrictions... are indeed extraordinary."
Suddenly—the earth split open.
It wasn't a break, but rather as if it were being slowly lifted from the bottom by some hidden hand in the void, revealing its true form:
A spiral-shaped ancient array plate, as deep as a black hole, with runes rotating like ancient stars.
As the array plate slowly rose, the nebula light curtain in the sky was forcibly pulled down and connected to the earth, forming flowing waterfalls of light that trapped Qin Yu in the center.
The ancient formation's roar deepened, like a colossal beast devouring the narratives of heaven and earth awakening.
The next instant, the true restriction was revealed—the First Seal of Sainthood: Yun Qiusheng's Primal Origin World-Sealing Formation.
The array patterns spread wildly from Qin Yu's feet, with countless symbols like golden snakes, starlight, and Time Splitting flowing around him.
Suddenly—all the runes looked up at Qin Yu.
In that instant, he felt a stinging sensation, as if he were being watched by "the world itself."
Immediately afterwards, the massive array plate on the ground emitted a deafening roar:
Click click click click--!!!
As if a million chains were tightening at the same time, huge cracks appeared in the sky, and the starry sky shattered like a mirror!
Inside the crack was a pure white sea of light, like an "unborn universe" pulsating within.
This is the restriction set up by the ancestor: -- the Primal Origin World-Sealing Formation:
Anyone not acknowledged by Yun Qiusheng will be directly sent to the "Unborn World," where even their soul will be reduced to undefined dust.
At the center of the restriction, Qin Yu felt the array patterns beneath his feet slowly eroding the very definition of his existence. "Such a powerful array."
He did not panic; instead, he calmly reached out and took the sacred key that the temple master had given him.
It was a small, golden, crackled stone fragment, yet it trembled slightly in Qin Yu's palm, as if resonating with the Saint Transformation Restriction.
The next moment, the Restriction-Breaking Inscription Key suddenly lit up. Not with light, but with --
A kind of "blazing emptiness" that makes space cease to describe itself. Buzz
The surrounding starlight curtain was instantly stripped away like paper, and the barrier itself began to tremble wildly as if it had seen its natural enemy.
Countless ancient runes rose from within the array plate, twisting, wailing, and dissipating in the air.
Without hesitation, Qin Yu gently patted the Restriction-Breaking Inscription Key onto the ground.
--Silent, but visually stunning.
The entire Saint Transformation Divine Domain seemed to be torn apart in "slow motion at a speed of ten million times," with countless spatial refraction layers being pulled into threads and exploding into a giant vortex around him!
The Restriction-Breaking Inscription Key is like an invisible blade.
Cut a white, absolutely blank line from the inside of the core of the entire restriction—the "Primal Origin World-Sealing Formation".
Boom------------!!!
The ancient array plate instantly cracked open with a huge, deep gash. Inside the crack was a silent, chaotic void, like a black hole trying to devour the array itself.
The sea of light surged violently, the nebula flowed backward, and the band of time shattered in the air into billions of slowly flowing filaments of light.
The restriction roared in resistance, "Chirp--!!!"
The array patterns flickered with frenzied golden light, attempting to suppress the blank white line.
Qin Yu's gaze was steady as he gently pressed his palm down. "Break." Buzz
The blank glow of the Restriction-Breaking Inscription Key instantly expanded into a silent "world-destroying halo," spreading layer by layer and erasing the restrictive runes into blank spaces.
The array groaned and cracked, finally—BOOM!!!!
Like an ancient Divine Mountain collapsing, all the runes shattered into dust and were sucked back into the abyss of the Unborn World.
Space was restored, and the Starfall flowed again.
Beneath Qin Yu's feet, only a completely cleared "array mark" remained.
The first restriction that the Saint Transformation Divine Domain had kept hidden from the outside world for ten thousand years was broken by Qin Yu.
He retrieved the Restriction-Breaking Inscription Key, his gaze deep. "I see..."
No wonder the temple master said that more than one sacred treasure is buried here.
The instant the barrier shattered, he felt something vibrate slightly deep within him.
Deep within the Saint Transformation Divine Domain, a desolate and slumbering expanse, like a chasm hollowed out from the heavens and earth, lay a place where Qin Yu traversed the shattered path.
The air no longer carries any Spiritual Qi, but rather the deathly breath and dust of time left behind after the destruction of an ancient civilization.
The earth beneath his feet was covered with cracks, from which flowed fragments of cyan-gold light, like frozen galaxies, remnants of resentment after the collapse of a great era.
The moment he looked up—the world suddenly opened up.
A dilapidated yet still magnificent ancient temple came into view.
That was not a building that could exist in the mortal realm; it was a remnant of a civilization that was once so glorious that it could have crushed the Source of Epochless · Upper Layer.
At the edge of the mountains, the clouds fell, as if the sky had been torn apart to the ground.
A massive, azure waterfall of light, as if cascading from the heavens, fell from the top of the cloud-cracked peak, illuminating the once pitch-black abyss as if it were burning with gold.
The ruins of the temple are faintly visible in the waterfall of light—the towers are broken, the domes are shattered, and the columns have collapsed, but the former glory can still be seen: the gold and blue interwoven patterns almost cover the entire broken city, and every inch of the remnants exudes the flavor of "ancient civilization", like the ruins of a once supreme divine dynasty.
Qin Yu slowly walked up the giant steps in front of the broken city. The steps were already broken, but they still retained the veins of golden patterns, like bones that time could not erase.
The further you go, the quieter the world becomes, as if even the wind dares not stir.
The moment he entered the ruins of the temple, an ancient, profound, and awe-inspiring aura, like that of Heavenly Emperor ruling over countless ages, washed over him.
This is the former site where Yun Qiusheng, the patriarch of the Chaos First Palace, secluded himself for cultivation and received sacred treasures.
Inscriptions, though barely legible, can still be seen on the ruins:
The rune was broken, leaving only half a character;
Some of the golden engraved divine patterns were scorched by darkness, as if undergoing a divine punishment;
The collapsed array of pillars lies across the center of the hall, their cross-sections displaying starry patterns, as if each pillar once supported a corner of the universe.
Qin Yu gently raised his hand, his fingertips brushing against a broken pillar.
Its internal patterns resemble a flowing Milky Way, yet they have faded with the passage of time.
He murmured to himself, "Ancestor... what exactly did you experience here back then?"
The center of the main hall had collapsed into a deep pit, surrounded by a broken golden portico.
Those doorways are depicted using the imagery from the pictures you posted.
Gold, like the kingdom of the gods; magnificent, yet dilapidated; sacred, yet cruel.
Above the clouds, a cascade of azure light still shimmered, as if igniting the final splendor of this ancient temple.
Qin Yu slowly walked into the deepest part of the main hall, and a tremor more ancient than mountains and rivers suddenly rose from the ground.
--Boom... The heavens and earth trembled slightly.
Qin Yu's brow furrowed, and the Heavenly Wheel of his consciousness instantly began to rotate.
He sensed it—this place was still alive.
The broken halls, ancient walls, and shattered pillars here all record, in some way, the past glory and the fall of the dynasty.
The predecessor of the Chaos First Palace... did indeed shine for an era in the Saint Transformation Divine Domain.
And at this moment, he was standing on the remains of that era.
In the distance, the dilapidated palace gates were slightly ajar, like a colossal beast that had slumbered for millennia slowly opening its mouth towards Qin Yu.
That was neither a welcome nor a warning—it was the last "wish" of an ancient civilization.
Qin Yu took a deep breath and stepped into the depths of the palace. Golden light flowed beneath his feet, as if the remnants of an ancient civilization were touching him, testing him, and acknowledging him.
The wind stopped. The radiant light of the azure waterfall shone on his silhouette.
Qin Yu walked forward slowly, his gaze gradually becoming serious.
Because he knew—the sacred treasure was right here.