Kyushu is an incredibly vast world.
Each state is boundless, with numerous cultivation sects and countless mortal dynasties.
Ordinary humans would struggle to traverse even a single state in their entire lifetime. The trend of cultivation is prevalent in Kyushu, and every human aspires to become a cultivator. There is a saying: "All trades are inferior, only cultivation is supreme."
Officials of worldly dynasties must respectfully bow to cultivators. The shadows of various major cultivation sects can be seen behind the royal families.
Regardless of origin or past, as long as one can detect a Dao Soul suitable for cultivation, they will instantly become a cut above others. The Dao Soul is the stepping stone to entering the cultivation world.
It is divided into Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.
In addition to attributes, it is also divided into Low-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, and Supreme-grade Dao Souls.
For example, Supreme Metal Dao Soul, Low-grade Water Dao Soul, and so on.
Besides ordinary Dao Souls, there are also various special Dao Souls.
Such as Primordial Dao Soul, Innate Sacred Body Dao Soul, Chaos Dao Soul, Ancient Dao Soul, Brahma Dao Soul, Creation Dao Soul, Marvelous Shadow Dao Soul, Exquisite Dao Soul, Ethereal Dao Soul, Twin Phoenix Dao Soul, Undying Dao Soul, Kunlun Dao Soul, Flawless Dao Soul, Undying Divine Phoenix Dao Soul, True Dragon Dao Soul, Myriad Buddha Dao Soul, Supreme Dao Soul, Blood Spirit Dao Soul, and other special Dao Souls. The Dao Soul is the foundation of cultivation.
Without a Dao Soul, there is no chance to enter the cultivation world.
No matter how hard one tries, they will only be an unremarkable ordinary human.
Only by awakening a Dao Soul can one step onto the path of transcendence and immortality.
After awakening a Dao Soul, one can officially begin cultivating.
Humans with Dao Souls can learn various cultivation methods from different sects or rogue cultivators.
By meditating and practicing, they absorb Dao Power or learn how to utilize it.
Various spells are built upon the foundation of Dao Power. The stronger the Dao Power, the stronger the spells released. The strength index of Dao Power becomes the key to realm division. The realms in Kyushu are divided into sixteen stages, and each stage is further divided into minor realms such as Low, Mid, High, Minor Completion, Major Completion, Peak Completion, and Peak Major Completion.
A Manluo was also a member of the cultivators.
He was once an unknown ordinary human.
Living in Hangzhou City of the Great Eagle dynasty, he was the descendant of a fisherman who lived by the Hang River.
His status was humble, he was exploited by the local boat gang, and subjected to constant harassment by local officials and minor functionaries.
One day, an Immortal Elder from the Heaven's Secret Sect arrived in Hangzhou City and posted a notice to recruit disciples, stating that a sum of silver was required to help with the test.
After passing the test, one could join the Heaven's Secret Sect.
His father also wanted A Manluo to try, but unfortunately, their family was poor, so he borrowed money everywhere, receiving many cold stares.
Moreover, a familiar neighbor spoke bluntly.
"Those who can cultivate, which one isn't a reincarnation of a Dao Star from the heavens, a human with great fortune? Look at those Immortal Elders, which one isn't ethereal and transcendent? With your A Manluo's sharp face and monkey-like appearance, how could he possibly awaken a Dao Soul? It's better to be honest and save money, marrying a wife in the future is the proper thing."
This barrage of mixed insults left A Manluo's father utterly ashamed.
But his father didn't give up, he gritted his teeth and sold the boat, raising the money.
As a result, A Manluo tested positive for a Supreme-grade Dao Soul, and it was even a special type: Heaven's Secret Dao Soul.
It perfectly matched the requirements of the Heaven's Secret Sect. That Elder made a decisive decision on the spot, accepting him as a disciple on behalf of the sect master, making A Manluo a direct disciple and young sect master of the Heaven's Secret Sect. The Heaven's Secret Sect disciples present immediately knelt down in full view, shouting "Blessed by Heaven's Secret, welcome Young Sect Master."
A Manluo's father heard this news, clapped his hands in joy, and burst into laughter.
While laughing, he also spoke.
"Haha, my son passed!"
After speaking, he became overwhelmed with emotion and fainted.
When he woke up, he was delirious.
Finally, the many people discussed and came up with an idea. They said he went mad because he was too happy, which clouded his mind. They only needed to find someone he was usually afraid of and give him a slap, and he would wake up.
In the end, it was the boat gang leader who came to offer congratulations who slapped him, causing him to wake up.
When A Manluo entered the immortal sect, his family immediately benefited. The formerly fierce boat gang became amiable, and the officials who were arrogant and domineering became respectful and humble, wishing they could become sworn brothers with A Manluo's father and even share their wives and concubines. The neighbors who said his father was a scoundrel dreaming of marrying a beauty also changed their tune one by one. They openly stated that they had always seen A Manluo as a smart child since he was young, a Dao Star descended from the heavens.
After A Manluo entered the Heaven's Secret Sect, under the guidance of his masters, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. The Heaven's Secret Sect is a sect that specializes in talismans, puppets, divination, and alchemy.
A Manluo was exceptionally talented, breaking through ten realms in ten years, becoming one of the few prodigies in Kyushu. This time he was captured, it wasn't because his cultivation was insufficient.
Rather, he was blinded by love.
He wholeheartedly followed the Jade Pond Saintess he admired, wanting to intercept the enemies from beyond the domain, hoping to capture her heart in the process.
However, they were counter-killed by the enemy, and all the prodigies were captured.
And brought to this strange place.
A Manluo looked through the gaps in the prison bars at the strange creatures with metal embedded in their bodies. Those extraterrestrial creatures were conversing in a strange language.
A Manluo had read many ancient texts and traveled to many places, considered quite knowledgeable.
But he had never heard those evil languages, nor had he seen any descriptions of these extraterrestrial creatures in the books of Kyushu.
After they finished talking.
An extraterrestrial creature wrapped in a faded, tattered rusty-red robe walked towards the cell where the Jade Pond Saintess was held. That metal-covered face showed no mercy, filled with evil. Those eyes emitting a blue glow held the kind of gaze only monsters appearing in the absurd dreams of young children would possess.
A Manluo guessed what those guys intended to do.
He angrily shook his prison cell, issuing a warning to those monsters.
"I warn you, do not do anything disrespectful to Saintess!"
The talent of every generation of Jade Pond Saintess is undoubtedly among the best in Kyushu. This generation's Saintess is even more outstanding, possessing an Innate Dao Soul rarely seen in ten thousand years. The Innate Dao Soul is one of the strongest types of Dao Souls, even stronger than the Supreme-grade Dao Soul A Manluo possesses.
Besides the Innate Dao Soul, this generation's Jade Pond Saintess is also the most beautiful woman in Kyushu.
Young men from many powers aim to marry the Jade Pond Saintess.
Unfortunately, so far, the Jade Pond Saintess has not made a choice.
Even powerful ancient families that once produced terrestrial immortals, and major Holy Lands with deep foundations, can only watch helplessly and urge their disciples to work hard. The Jade Pond Saintess wore a thin veil, her face exquisite without the slightest flaw. The curve of her smooth face was just right.
A delicate pink nose. Thick, long, dark eyelashes adorned those large eyes that held the clarity of autumn water.
With skin like ink and bones like jade, her figure was formed according to the golden ratio; she was stunningly beautiful no matter how you looked at her.
A Manluo was captivated the moment he first saw the Jade Pond Saintess.
Becoming one of her many suitors. The Saintess' voice was gentle, as beautiful as heavenly music, like a spring breeze blowing into people's hearts, possessing a strange magical power. Those monsters ignored A Manluo; they directly dragged out the struggling Saintess and used a collar that could seal their cultivation to seal the Saintess' entire cultivation base. The Saintess, having lost her cultivation, was just an ordinary human.
A Manluo watched with eyes about to split as those monsters brutally tore off all the Saintess' clothes. That sacred body, covered in sexy black fur, was fully exposed, revealed before the eyes of many.
A Manluo gritted his fangs in hatred, roaring incessantly.
His beloved woman was thus defiled by this group of monsters.
Although there was a hint of excitement in his heart, there was more anger.
"This alien is somewhat disgusting."
A tech-priest responsible for dissection looked at the native creature fixed on the operating table. The subject possessed seven or eight pairs of large mammary organs.
It looked quite unsettling.
Just as they cut open the fabric that seemed to be of decent quality, the subject began to howl incessantly, its voice similar to a pig's squeal. Their language translator could translate the subject's words.
"Let go of me, monsters."
"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated."
"My master will not let you off."
To these threats, the tech-priests had no reaction; they simply operated the medical machinery, cutting open the abdomen of this female human to examine the internal organs and nerve distribution.
"No!!" A Manluo cried out in despair, his most beloved woman was stripped naked before him, then cut open, and her intestines were pulled out.
"I won't let you get away. I will kill you all, kill you all."
Amanluo was heartbroken and furious, his eyes blood-red, revealing a terrifying hatred. The endless love in his heart for the Holy Maiden of Jade Lake transformed into hatred for these extraterrestrial enemies.
"Why am I not strong enough? If I were just a little stronger, I could have protected her."
He hated it so much.
Amanluo roared up at the sky, two streams of clear tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. This monstrous hatred sent shivers down one's spine.
Unfortunately, it didn't last long.
Because he was gone too. The Holy Maiden of Jade Lake was dissected, and Amanluo was next.
He was fixed to the operating table, his chest and abdomen cut open, his skull sliced open, revealing his pale brain.
Finally, he was placed in the glass jar next to the one containing the Holy Maiden of Jade Lake, whom he loved, soaking in liquid. The two glass jars were placed side by side on the shelf next to the operating table.
Inside, the two peerless prodigies of the Amanluo race were soaking.
Mechanical Magos Regula watched as his subordinates dissected the native creatures.
Members of this special race possessed their own fervent emotions and brilliant culture.
Unfortunately, none of this changed anything. The multiverse are cruel, and the development of civilization is the key to everything. The Imperium had many alien allies.
But the premise of being allies was based on their usefulness to the Imperium and their recognition that humans were the true masters of the multiverse. They were merely attached to the Imperium, hoping to use the Imperium's power to fight against Chaos.
If the Imperium didn't have enough strength, they wouldn't coexist peacefully with the Imperium, nor would they allow the Imperium to take the dominant position. These allies had a full understanding of Chaos, the Warp, and the universe.
Forming an alliance with them not only supplemented the Imperium's living forces but also provided a lot of knowledge different from the human technology system. The Amanluo race was useless. The cultivation methods they cherished were of little significance in the eyes of the Imperium.
Even those so-called peerless techniques were of little significance.
Everything this race obtained was left behind by that destroyed ancient civilization. They knew nothing about the true world, stubbornly living in their own small world, and believing that was everything. They referred to the void as the 'Heaven Beyond Heaven' and races from other worlds as 'Extraterrestrial Beings'. Trying to explain the universe beyond, and that their power was merely a form of utilizing Warp energy, was a waste of time.
It was better to completely eliminate them and then colonize their world.
Regula naturally felt no pity.
Survival was like this.
It was never a gift of fate.
If you lose, you die. This was something every biological race learned from the primitive age.
Some races would forget this during their development, but fate would quickly emphasize it to them. Those races that couldn't adapt would become history.
Don't think any race is an exception.
Every race had its glorious history, legends, and unique culture.
All the captured Amanluo were dissected. They all carried special psionic fluctuations. The Amanluo were a race heavily reliant on psionics, with a civilization level only reaching the feudal era.
In fact, the Amanluo race's survival ability was sufficient for them to enter a more advanced social system. The eldar also relied on psionics, but they didn't remain stagnant; instead, they became a psionic race capable of interstellar travel.
After a series of tests, those Amanluo were soaked in nutrient solution.
Regula obtained a lot of information from these individuals, even mapping out the genetic sequence of the Amanluo race.
With the genetic map, he could create genetic bombs specifically for the Amanluo race, leading to their rapid extinction.
Before completely exterminating the Amanluo, he had to test the End of Days on the Amanluo's homeworld, squeezing out their last bit of value.
At the center of the Nine Provinces world, the World's Summit.
It soared into the clouds, unimaginably high.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, one couldn't see the end.
Here resided the strongest sect in the Nine Provinces, Kunlun.
It was covered in snow year-round, and ordinary Amanluo couldn't endure the extreme cold of the summit, let alone ascend this most magnificent mountain range.
Kunlun was not a name given by the Amanluo race, but the name left by that super ancient civilization.
A giant stone tablet stood on the summit, inscribed with large characters containing supreme Dao rhyme, written in a flowing and elegant style: Kunlun. That stone tablet was incredibly strong; even the strongest expert in the Nine Provinces couldn't leave a single mark on it.
In fact, many sacred lands were like this. They weren't named by the Amanluo race but had their original names. They just lived there.
Even the name Nine Provinces was left by that ancient civilization. They had disappeared into the long river of history. The various creations they left behind also spawned new races.
On the summit, the strongest of Kunlun's new generation, the number one prodigy in the Nine Provinces, was sitting cross-legged on a large Enlightenment Stone, cultivating Kunlun's strongest secret technique, the Great Freedom Contemplation Method. The creator of the Great Freedom Contemplation Method was untraceable.
Several strong individuals of the Amanluo obtained this cultivation method from a mysterious and magnificent palace and passed it down through generations. The Great Freedom Contemplation Method was one of the foundations that established Kunlun as the number one sect in the world. The number one prodigy closed his eyes, and a brilliant airflow circulated around his body. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding area seemed to go crazy, flowing towards his body.
He was like a terrifying vortex, devouring all spiritual energy.
A terrifying phenomenon appeared behind the number one prodigy, like a huge divine halo.
A mottled ancient tree stood in a vast ocean, and a brilliant sun rose from behind, illuminating boundless light.
Several elders watching his cultivation showed shocked expressions.
As expected of the number one prodigy in the Nine Provinces, he was too strong. To be able to create such a phenomenon.
Once he grew, the achievements he could reach were unimaginable.
"With this child, Kunlun will flourish for more than a thousand years." An Amanluo expert who had come from Jade Lake, watching the number one prodigy's performance, exclaimed in admiration.
"Looking at the Nine Provinces, throughout thousands of years, I have never seen such a talented and brilliant person."
"This child will surely achieve great things and reach the peak of the world in the future."
"Even if a great era descends, this child will suppress countless prodigies in the world."
"Give him some time, and even those extraterrestrial enemies will not be a threat."
Many Amanluo experts who had gathered at Kunlun to discuss how to deal with the extraterrestrial enemies discussed animatedly.
Seeing the number one prodigy's performance, these experts also became firm.
With such a junior, the extraterrestrial enemies were not to be feared.
Spiritual energy was recovering, and a golden age was about to arrive.
Countless prodigies would compete for the strongest, and perhaps someone in this era would ascend to become an immortal or god.
However, the sudden arrival of extraterrestrial enemies made all the sects feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Many prodigies led by the Holy Maiden of Jade Lake were captured, and their protectors were killed. The might of the extraterrestrial enemies made countless sects tremble with fear. This time, they gathered at Kunlun to confront the powerful enemy and defend the Nine Provinces world. The number one prodigy did not pay attention to the Amanluo experts' scrutiny and evaluation of him.
He focused on operating the strongest secret technique, the Great Freedom Contemplation Method, wholeheartedly contemplating the scorching sun.
As he contemplated, waves of incomparably overbearing scorching sun energy flowed within his body, Through his internal organs, opening his life palace, and nurturing the deities within.
Cracking sounds emanated from his body. The number one prodigy's skin became crystal clear, as if firelight was burning within him, making a rumbling sound. The Great Freedom Contemplation Method, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, was the strongest cultivation method.
By contemplating the scorching sun, he could control fire-attribute spiritual energy, making the sun phenomenon behind him even more brilliant.
After finishing his cultivation, the number one prodigy opened his eyes.
Brilliant divine light appeared in his eyes, carrying a captivating aura. His cultivation became even more profound, possessing the ability to move mountains and overturn seas.
Give him some more time. The title of the strongest expert in the Nine Provinces would likely change hands.
He stood up.
Golden lotuses appeared, incomparably brilliant.
Dao sounds boomed, and countless chanting sounds arose. The number one prodigy was enlightened, a realization dawning in his heart.
He took nine steps forward. Then, he pointed to the sky with one finger and to the ground with the other.
"Above heaven and below earth, I alone am the honored one."