Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies

Taken aback, he paused in thought. Softly nodding, he understood. His unique sense, his Dao Sense, wasn’t something experts not having reached the Third Phase could rival. The Ruin Emperor established his own personalized heaven within his own dimension with a unique law that governed it.

The level of power was definitely beyond profound and incredible. After all, they could do things only limited to Heavenly Gods, like establish a Heavenly Envoy. A Heavenly God was someone who controlled a literal heaven, one that is governed by all the heavenly laws and home to countless.

"Come," the Ruin Emperor softly said. With that, he glided through the skies calmly towards his skyship. It was the skyship with wings from earlier. The wings were brightly white, but flickering within its veins were that indiscernible color that seemed to be the representation of ruin.

Yan Zaizen couldn’t help but marvel at how the wings looked like they were alive and not constructs added to a ship. If he’d just seen the wings alone, he’d think this was the physical form of some powerful beast.

Retracting his heavenly might bestowed within the black droplets of water, Yan Zaizen followed suit with Yri not too far behind. He even retracted his Dao Sense, not wishing to produce further offense towards people he knew next to nothing about.

For now, he wanted to accomplish his goal and receive his skyship before proceeding onwards. As he thought more on this subject, his instincts granted to him by the Non-Universe gave him a feeling that accepting this request would be an exceptionally life-defining one. As long as he could grasp the opportunity, it could be great or...absolutely horrible, if he fails to.

Originally, he was going to simply walk away, but the more he thought about it, the more he decided to take the risk. He was confident that, if death was a possibility, his sense would warn him of that directly. Therefore, he felt confident to take this with what he possessed.

With the Law of Rebirth & Samsara, it’s likely that out of these hundreds of millions of cultivators, he was by far the most difficult to kill. This didn’t even factor his Soul Bloodline, the Black Hole.

He also decided to reach the Ninth-Floor using the Heaven Hearts and other resources within the Source Ring obtained from the Oneuli Empire’s Prince. At the peak of the Heavenly Genesis Realm, he’d have more access to his power.

With his understanding of the Miniaturized Heaven, he didn’t believe reaching the Heaven Creation Realm would be difficult. However, because his Heavenly Shrine was different than others, he wasn’t sure if there would be any obstacles in doing so.

For now, he’d at least set his goal to something easily achievable - Establishing his Ninth-Floor.

Landing on the deck of the skyship, Yan Zaizen felt eyes from all around roam over towards him. The surroundings were filled with heavenly cultivators and they were all surveying him with curiosity. Considering their curiosity was innocent, he decided to ignore them.

Yri, on the other hand, coldly snorted. This caused the expressions of the Ruin Emperor’s subordinates to change, many expressed discontent at her attitude and disdain.

For some reason, Yan Zaizen felt an itch in his heart looking at their gazes towards Yri. She may be unbridled, but she was also following him. He, as a sovereign, wasn’t satisfied with the attitudes of mere servants of weaker strength and status exhibiting such attitude towards those who follow him.

"Hmph! Mind your expressions." His voice was like a storm of destruction that impacted the souls of all those who heard it. The lacing of heavenly might with those laws caused the onlookers to grimaced.

The shock was apparent but then the discontent and dislike swiftly followed with grumbles here and there. The Ruin Emperor didn’t even turn around, continuing towards a section of the skyship with a graceful stride. Yan Zaizen tightly frowned.

Yri realized his actions, but she didn’t say anything. However, inside, she was excited. Yan Zaizen being unable to accept others looks towards him meant there was already a spot, no matter how minor, that she occupied in his heart.

Yan Zaizen suppressed his own discontent, ignorant of Yri’s delusion, and followed along. It was about time he learned what this was all for and the purpose that was required of him. No, of the Law of Rebirth.

He couldn’t help but feel that the structure of this skyship was truly intricate. The materials it was made of had a faint resonance to the heavens in general. Within the cracks were lines of laws that reminded him of the Ruin Emperor’s finger strike.

It looked like a frigate of the mortal world, soaring across the skies domineeringly, with wings of divine beast attached. A true sovereign of the skies. With those wings that reached several tens of kilometers in distance that flapped elegantly like a roc within the sky, it truly felt breathtaking.

Looking at those wings, he realized that people were actually on the edges. They were cross-legged and meditating. Each and everyone had a young appearance and aura, indicating their young age. Despite that, they were at least at the Fifth-Floor of the Heavenly Genesis Realm.

When he entered the room he was led to by the Ruin Emperor, he realized it was the captain’s quarters. Not only that, it was within its own dimensional space. This wasn’t shocking as even the Anima Syndicate was capable of establishing separate space, but this was like a world.

A true world with its own sun, moon, sky, and stars in the distance..

The size of which rivaled a small planet itself.

What shocked him even further was that this world wasn’t one, but a palace. This palace entrance was the door he walked through. The sun and moon hung above in the outer limits of the palace, the star glimmered with the light of various laws, and the sky was light blue.

Yan Zaizen couldn’t help but nod approvingly. He expected this was what it meant when people described a ’world palace’ in literature. As someone who created his very own realm, one that bordered between two universes, the Non-Verse and the Thirty-Three Heavens, it truly was appropriate for him to judge it.

"Daoist Ascension," the Ruin Emperor lightly called out to get Yan Zaizen’s attention. Yan Zaizen was attracted by the voice looking forward, his gaze blurring as he arrived at what seemed to be an elegantly designed main hall of the palace.

"Transpositional Shifting?" Yan Zaizen wasn’t taken aback by being shifted through the palace. As a cultivator who understood spacetime laws to an incredible degree, this was a mere parlor trick. After all, this was the Ruin Emperor’s palace and if he couldn’t do at least this much....

Yri was also beside him. She was as shocked as he was - very little. In fact, she wasn’t even impressed by the World Palace within a skyship. As a Celestial, she had seen many things and very few could give her a shock or elicit any interested reaction. Only Yan Zaizen, who cultivated her art and could create a Death Star, could give any rise at this point.

"Do you know of the All-Immortal Dragon?" The Ruin Emperor, who stood in front of Yan Zaizen, asked.

"Ah?!" Yri exclaimed. For someone who’d seen much, a rise was actually drawn out from her.

"All-Immortal Dragon?" The name was definitely domineering and mysterious. Yri’s exclamation only furthered his interest.

The Ruin Emperor wasn’t that surprised that a Celestial would know but a normal cultivator wouldn’t. It’s possible that Yan Zaizen had just arrived in the Heavenly Origin Grounds, otherwise how was he so unknown despite being a wielder of an Imperial Law Heavenly Shrine? Someone like that would’ve long since hit everyone’s ears, the entire Heavenly Origin Ground’s radar!

This was why he believed it was Heaven’s grace that Yan Zaizen had just landed in his view. If before he only had a 10% chance of success, with Yan Zaizen, it had increased to about 30%!

Explaining, "The All-Immortal Dragon is a very rare product between a Royal Yaoguai and a Divine Celestial Beast of legend - The All-Father Dragon, a Celestial God level existence!"

"A mutated Yaoguai that has flesh and blood! Born with the power of Life, Death, Fire, Light, and Darkness, with a single drop of its blood is enough to raise one’s comprehension to the Sovereign-level in any one of those laws. This is something that has been confirmed as truth!" The Ruin Emperor’s eyes gleamed with a desiring look.

What were those laws? They were World Laws!! Laws that enabled the world to function.

Continuing, "however, that’s just its normal blood. It’s Divine Blood, the very core droplets of blood that contains a beasts very strength can allow one to comprehend the Law of Dragons! A law limited to only those who can cultivate the Beastial Path by birthright only!"

Yan Zaizen’s eyes widened slightly, his mind trying to comprehend what was just said. Then...as it struck him, his eyes widened further.

"You can cultivate the Beastial Path as a pure human?!?!" His shock was definitely warranted. After all, Lycah, or any other race born humanoid, were incapable of cultivating anything related to the Beastial Path. This was a fact, bordering on universal law.

It was like someone without a soul or Dao couldn’t cultivate either of those paths. After all, you need something incredibly essential to connect with that Path. It was reserved for only those who were destined. Even Hybrids were a coin flip on whether they can cultivate it or not, and that depended on how they were born - Beast or Human.