Lin Xinyue travels through the void for decades, her ship cutting across endless darkness.
During these years, she cultivates relentlessly.
In these decades, she pushes her cultivation beyond the Demigod Stage—
and steps into the Divine Seal Realm.
But even with her improvement, the void remains dull.
"The scenery in the void never changes…"
She sighs, chin resting on her palm as she stares out the crystal window of the spaceship.
"Black. More black. And then… even more black. I miss landscapes."
Her three protectors—each a Divine Seal stage powerhouse—exchange helpless smiles.
Then suddenly—
Boom.
A sharp burst of spiritual fluctuation spreads through the void.
All four raise their heads at once.
Lin Xinyue stands, eyes sharpening.
"Something's happening."
Their spaceship turns and speeds toward the disturbance.
Soon, in the far distance, they see two powerful figures clashing in the void.
Lightning, fire, and law-runes explode with each collision.
Behind them floats a small world—
a sphere of blue, white, and green, protected by a thin world-barrier.
One protector narrows her eyes.
"That one is defending the world…
and the other is trying to force his way inside."
Lin Xinyue nods lightly, eyes gleaming with curiosity.
She presses her hand to the glass and leans forward.
"Mm. A territory dispute."
The battle intensifies.
Hours pass.
The defender becomes slower, staggering with exhaustion.
The attacker grows more aggressive, attacks becoming sharper and more vicious.
Another protector glances at Xinyue.
"Little Lady… should we help the defender?
He won't last much longer."
Xinyue smiles faintly—bright, beautiful, and dangerous.
"No. Let the defender die first."
Her voice is soft, but cold logic flows beneath her tone.
"When the attacker wins, he'll be tired and injured."
She lifts her chin.
"Then we kill the attacker…
and enter the world as saviours."
All three protectors nod at once.
"Understood."
Lin Xinyue folds her arms and watches the battle calmly.
Her eyes shimmer with both confidence and ambition.
In this void…
Strength decides everything.
And Lin Xinyue has no intention of being ordinary.
Ahead of her, the battle shifts.
The two beings stop exchanging law blasts and instead clash directly with swordsmanship.
The defender, dressed in flowing white robes, moves with a mystical, ancient aura—
His blade flashing like moonlight, his steps weightless, ethereal, refined.
His opponent is a towering figure with golden scales in patches across his skin,
a single sharp dragon horn rising from his forehead.
A Dragonkin—brutal, arrogant, and overflowing with killing intent.
The Dragonkin snarls as they trade blows,
His sword hacks like a falling mountain,
while the white-robed man counters with fluid precision.
But even the most elegant technique can break.
After hours, the white-robed man falters.
A violent slash sends him skidding backwards.
His arms hang loosely—
bones shattered, tendons torn, bleeding heavily.
Deep wounds cover his torso.
He staggers toward the world behind him,
barely able to stand.
The Dragonkin sneers and says something—
Lin Xinyue hears only a guttural sound,
But she feels the mocking intent.
The white-robed man replies weakly,
voice faint but unyielding.
Then the Dragonkin charges,
sword raised for the killing blow.
Lin Xinyue narrows her eyes.
This is the end of him.
But at that moment—
A golden beam of light erupts from the world.
It shoots through the void
and pierces straight into the white-robed man's chest.
His aura explodes.
His cultivation surges from the initial stage
to the intermediate stage in an instant.
His injuries vanish—
bones knit, blood evaporates, flesh regenerates,
a divine radiance wrapping around him.
The Dragonkin's eyes widen in shock.
The white-robed man lifts his sword with renewed power—
His movements are now fluid and lethal.
In just a few strikes—
three lines of golden sword-light—
He shreds the Dragonkin's defences,
carves open his scales,
and forces him to stagger back,
bleeding heavily.
The Dragonkin turns to flee.
Lin Xinyue rises from her seat, eyes glowing.
"Capture him."
Her voice is cold and decisive.
At once, her three Divine Seal–stage protectors burst from the ship,
stepping into the void like three stars descending.
Their sudden appearance shocks both fighters.
The white-robed man freezes mid-motion,
eyes narrowing in alarm.
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The Dragonkin stumbles backwards, terrified,
realising that three Lord-stage experts have arrived out of nowhere.
Chen Nan's eyes widen in shock and dread.
He has just barely defended his world
from the Dragon Lord of the Black Dragon World,
and now another three appear—
descending from a ship radiating the unmistakable aura
of a Lord-realm treasure.
He frowns, mind racing.
*What do they want?
Do they also intend to seize my world?*
The three unknown Lords surround the Dragon Lord, sealing him within barriers of divine power.
Meanwhile, the enormous ship—one-eighth the size of his whole world—
begins drifting toward him.
Chen Nan grips his sword tightly.
If these strangers come with the same intention as the Dragon Lord…
He must flee.
He is reluctant—
leaving his world, his people, and his loved ones behind
to be devoured or enslaved by outsiders—
But he has no choice.
If four Lords desire his world,
He cannot defend it.
The ship stops.
A moment later,
A woman steps out.
Chen Nan immediately senses that her cultivation is only initial Lord stage,
But at the same time,
A chilling instinct crawls through his spine.
His battle-honed senses whisper:
*If I fight her…
The one who will lose
is me.*
The woman walks across the void with effortless grace
and stops at a respectful yet commanding distance.
Then she speaks:
"I am Lin Xinyue of the Immortal Lin Clan,
from the Dead World."
Chen Nan blinks.
He has never heard these names before.
No "Immortal Lin Clan."
No "Dead World."
He answers cautiously,
"I am Chen Nan.
What brings you to this region?"
Lin Xinyue's response is soft, unhurried:
"We are roaming the void."
Chen Nan exhales in relief—
until she continues:
"…searching for worlds."
His throat tightens.
His grip on the sword becomes white-knuckled.
He knows he cannot win against four Lords of this level.
He glances at the Dragon Lord being sealed,
dragged inside the ship like a helpless beast.
Lin Xinyue smiles at him,
a gentle, diplomatic smile
That somehow makes him even more nervous.
"Do not be hostile," she says calmly.
"I am not here to invade your world.
I am searching for worlds to spread my father's cultivation path.
If you allow it, we will spread my father's way in your world
and leave afterwards."
Chen Nan frowns deeply.
"And if I refuse?"
Her smile widens, yet remains polite.
"If you refuse, I will patiently wait outside
until you reconsider."
Then she turns her back to him
—confidence radiating from every step—
and returns to the ship.
Chen Nan watches as the three unknown Lords
carry the sealed Dragon Lord inside the vessel.
The ship hums softly,
anchored outside his world like a colossal predator waiting patiently.
He gives it one last lingering glance
and then steps back into the protective barrier of his world.
---
Inside the World
The moment Chen Nan passes through the World barrier,
He is surrounded by familiar auras—
his two lovers,
his children,
his close friends,
and the Demigods of his world's most powerful sects.
"Chen Nan!"
"What happened?"
"Was the Dragon Lord defeated?"
"Who are those strangers outside?"
Chen Nan raises a hand.
"Let's talk at my home."
They follow him in silence,
unease and fear tightening every face.
Inside Chen Nan's house, they remain standing until he sits.
He lifts a hand, signalling for them to take their seats.
Once everyone settles, Chen Nan recounts everything that happened in the void—
the appearance of Lin Xinyue,
her three Lord-stage protectors,
the sealing of the Dragonkin,
and her proposal to spread her father's cultivation path in the Purple Moon World.
By the time he finishes,
The air in the room feels suffocating.
One of the Demigods slams a fist on the floor.
"We cannot allow cultivators from other worlds to spread their path here!"
Shouts of agreement follow.
In the Purple Moon World, two cultivation systems flourish:
The Immortal Way and the Demon Way.
This Demigod belongs to the Demon Way,
and his hostility is understandable.
Foreign paths threaten the balance of their entire civilisation.
On the Void Ship
Lin Xinyue lounges in her chair,
tapping her fingers on the armrest as she stares at the Purple Moon World's barrier.
She waits patiently—almost lazily—
But her eyes are sharp.
A protector approaches and bows.
"Little Miss, we have discovered a treasure."
Xinyue turns her gaze toward her.
"What did you obtain from the Dragonkin's memory?"
The protector, Haruna, answers respectfully:
"The Dragonkin is from the Black Dragon World,
and the world in front of us is called the Purple Moon World.
There are hundreds of such worlds in this region of the void."
Lin Xinyue's eyes widen, genuine shock flashing across her face.
"Are you certain?"
Haruna nods.
"Tobi checked the memory."
Tobi cultivates the Law of Soul,
So Xinyue trusts that conclusion instantly.
She leans forward.
"What about their strength?
Are they like this Purple Moon World?"
Haruna shakes her head.
"No.
Most of the surrounding worlds are Initial-grade Small Worlds,
like the Purple Moon World.
But the Black Dragon World is a Top-grade Small World,
and at the centre of this entire cluster,
There are two Superior-grade Small Worlds—
the Immortal World and the Demon World."
Lin Xinyue's heartbeat quickens.
She knows what these grades mean.
An Initial-grade small world can support
Only one Fourth Stage breakthrough at most.
A Top-grade small world can produce
multiple Fourth Stage cultivators.
But a Superior-grade small world…
can allow a cultivator to break through to the Fifth Stage.
Her father is Fifth Stage.
She knows the weight of that power.
She had originally intended to conquer this world group herself—
establish her own prestige.
But now?
With superior-grade worlds present,
she knows her power—even as an Immortal Lord—
It is not enough.
She taps the armrest again, thinking swiftly.
She needs help.
Brothers.
Sisters.
Nephews.
Nieces.
Other descendants of her father scattered across the void.
She looks at another protector.
"Sakura, send the information to the others.
And also send everything back to my father."
Sakura bows.
"Yes, Miss."
Before leaving, Sakura glances toward the Purple Moon World.
"Miss, shall we begin the attack?"
Xinyue smiles faintly.
"Wait.
I think they will consider my proposal wisely."
And at that exact moment,
Chen Nan appears beyond the world barrier,
flying toward the ship.
Sakura smiles, pleased.
"It seems they have agreed with your proposal."
Ten Years Later – Purple Moon World
In his retreat room,
Chen Nan sits cross-legged in deep contemplation.
Ten years have passed
since Lin Xinyue arrived in his world.
And the consequences of his choice
begin to surface unmistakably.
In the Purple Moon World, for countless eras,
Two cultivation paths have defined all strengths:
The Immortal Way
and
The Demon Way.
Different.
Opposite.
Mutually hostile.
Yet both use the same realm structure.
Mortal Stage:
—Fetal Breathing
—Innate Realm
First Stage Extraordinary:
—Foundation Building
Second Stage:
—Purple Mansion Realm
Third Stage:
—Jindan Realm
Demigod Stage:
—Yuanying Realm
Initial Fourth Stage:
—Divine Soul Realm
Beyond that,
any further advancement requires travelling to the Immortal World or the Demon World,
The two superior-grade worlds are at the centre of their world group.
However, Chen Nan can no longer go there.
Because four Initial Fourth Stage foreign cultivators
reside within his world's barrier—
Lin Xinyue and her three protectors—
and without Chen Nan,
None in the Purple Moon World can stop them.
For ten years, they behaved perfectly.
They could have easily forced their will,
But instead, they remained in their void ship,
hovering quietly at the world's outer layer.
Only demigods among them came and went,
spreading their cultivation path—
The Immortal Demon Body Way—
through sects and clans.
It is this path that makes Chen Nan sit alone in contemplation.
---
The New Cultivation System
Lin Xinyue's path uses different stages,
starting from the body itself:
Mortal Stage:
—Body Refining
—Seed Stage
First Stage:
—Inspiration Stage
Second Stage:
—Array Stage
—Spirit Seed Stage
Third Stage:
—Spirit Sea
—Spirit Core
—Spiritual Heart
Demigod Stage:
—Domain Heart Stage
Initial Fourth Stage:
—Divine Seal Stage
Mid Fourth Stage:
—Mountain Seal Stage
Late Fourth Stage:
—Sea Seal Stage
Peak Fourth Stage:
—Void Seal Stage
Fifth Stage:
—Void Immortal Stage
Chen Nan is now at the peak of the Divine Soul Realm—
The final stage before stepping into the higher realms.
But he has no path forward.
The cultivation techniques for the next level
They are exclusive to the Immortal and Demon Worlds.
Lin Xinyue, however,
has offered him a complete cultivation method
for the Mountain Seal Stage—
the mid-fourth stage of her path.
He does not want to accept.
He does not want foreign influence in his cultivation foundation.
But without a technique,
he has no way forward.
And three thousand years is the natural lifespan
for a Divine Soul cultivator.
Chen Nan is already seven hundred years old—
not old,
but every year now feels wasted.
Stagnation is worse than death.
As he contemplates,
a voice transmission arrives from one of his wives:
"Guests from the void ship request an audience.
They said it is important."
Chen Nan rises.
He steps out of his retreat room
and meets a male demigod—
Zhang Jie, one of Lin Xinyue's subordinates.
Zhang Jie bows and speaks urgently.
" Lord Chen Nan, six unidentified Fourth Stage cultivators
We are approaching this world.
The Little Miss asks that you board the void ship immediately."
Chen Nan's expression hardens.
Six Fourth Stages cannot be ignored.
His world would be destroyed in moments.
He follows Zhang Jie into the outer layer of the world
and enters the immense ship.
Inside, he finds Lin Xinyue seated calmly,
But the three protectors behind her
radiate killing intent.
Lin Xinyue meets his gaze.
"Two mid Fourth Stage and four initial Fourth Stage cultivators
from the Black Dragon World
are heading toward here."
Chen Nan's heart freezes.
Lin Xinyue watches his expression and asks,
"What are you going to do?"
Chen Nan takes a slow, deep breath.
Two options flash in his mind.
First option — escape with his loved ones.
However, he is only in the Initial Fourth Stage.
He can survive in the void on his own—barely—
But he cannot protect his wives, children, and comrades out there.
He would never abandon them.
So the first option dies immediately.
Only one path remains.
He turns to Lin Xinyue, bows his head, and asks humbly:
"Does your offer for the Mountain Seal stage cultivation technique still stand?"
Lin Xinyue's eyes shine with amusement and triumph.
She lets out a dazzling smile and waves her hand.
Four memory crystals float above her palm like luminous stars.
"You major in the Law of Purity," she says,
"And minor in the Laws of Sword and Light, correct?"
Chen Nan nods, unable to tear his gaze away from the crystals.
"We do not have a technique that cultivates the Law of Purity specifically."
Lin Xinyue continues,
"But these four suit you very well:
Sword Light Body,
Angel Light Body,
Sword Immortal Demon,
and Fusion Demon Body."
She sends the introduction of all four techniques directly into his mind with a tap of her finger.
Chen Nan quietly contemplates.
After long thought, he chooses the Fusion Demon Body—
the path that harmonises multiple laws and reshapes both body and soul.
Before leaving, he asks,
"When will the enemy arrive?"
"Fifteen years," Lin Xinyue replies.
He nods grimly and returns to his world.
---
He immediately absorbs the memory crystal and begins cultivating the Fusion Demon Body.
Five years later,
He reaches the peak of the Domain Heart Realm.
Three years after that,
he forms the Purifying Light Sword Seal,
and its divine power purifies and reforges his physical body
into the Purifying Light Sword Divine Body.
Then he consumes his Divine Soul.
As it shrinks bit by bit,
His cultivation rises.
When only a wisp of Divine Soul remains,
He breaks through to the peak of the Divine Seal Realm.
But to reach the Mountain Seal Realm,
He must construct a mountain of divine power—
a vision that requires void energy.
He cannot do it inside the Purple Moon World.
So he flies into the void,
crosses the world barrier,
sits cross-legged in the emptiness,
spreads his domain to anchor himself,
and begins constructing the mountain.
Five years pass.
Where he once sat,
a massive radiant mountain now stands—
suppressed void energy rolls like tides around it,
And Chen Nan's refinement ability increases dramatically.
He reabsorbs the mountain into his seal.
At once, the nature of his Divine Seal changes.
His divine power grows tenfold;
His body begins another refinement;
and his absorption rate of void energy jumps from 10% to 20%
—and continues rising as the transformation completes.
When he returns to the Purple Moon World,
the entire world's laws shift subtly around him.
Cultivating the Immortal Demon Body Way becomes easier.
He waits.
---
Two years later,
Six from the Black Dragon World arrive:
Two mid-Fourth Stage experts and four Divine Seal cultivators.
The battle erupts in the void.
At first, it is evenly matched—
Neither side was able to land a decisive blow.
Then—
A massive void ship materialises.
Four Divine Seal experts descend.
And from behind them steps a Mountain Seal powerhouse.
They attack the Black Dragon World intruders.
Only one manages to escape.
The remaining five are captured.
---
Three hundred years have passed since Lin Yu's descendants scattered across the void.
Deep inside the world's core,
Lin Yu continues to battle the Concept of Weirdness—
an endless, grinding war of laws and will.
Suddenly, his consciousness stirs.
He senses a fluctuation outside the Dead World.
He splits off a clone,
His escape strategy has already begun bearing fruit.
The Immortal Demon Way has replaced the Divine Way in the Dead World.
Across countless small worlds,
his descendants have spread the Immortal Demon Body path,
feeding him mountains of faith and concept power.
Because of this:
—his cultivation reaches late Void Immortal Realm,
—and his Immortal Concept breaks through to Eighth Stage.
His clone emerges beyond the world.
In the void, thunder gathers silently.
The clone looks up—
And sees a Void Tribulation forming.
Wenrui is breaking through
to the Void Immortal Realm.
The tribulation rips open the void itself—
Thunder that carries world-level laws,
lightning that vibrates with the roar of collapsing worlds.
But compared to Lin Yu's own tribulation,
Wenrui's is weaker by twenty-five per cent.
Lin Yu understands why.
My immortal concept already paved the path.
Wenrui is walking on the ground Lin Yu blasted open with his life.
Even so—
The tribulation is terrible.
Void winds slice Wenrui's body apart piece by piece.
Cosmic thunder burns him until he becomes nothing but light.
Finally, one wave of tribulation shatters him completely—
Only a worn, dim Divine Seal remains, floating alone in the emptiness.
Years pass.
Five years of silence.
Then, the seal trembles—
light returns—
and Wenrui reappears, whole once more,
clad in a new authority,
His aura is sharp and steady.
A true Void Immortal.
He approaches Lin Yu's divine clone across the void.
Lin Yu smiles faintly.
"Congratulations."
Wenrui bows his head with sincere respect.
"Thank you… for teaching me."
Lin Yu's eyes narrow slightly.
"I have an opportunity for you."
Wenrui's brows lift.
"What kind of opportunity?"
Lin Yu answers calmly,
"Consolidate your cultivation first.
Then come find me.
I will tell you everything."
Before Wenrui can ask more,
the divine clone fades—
Its duty is complete.