Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 485: Chapter 298: The Years

In the Temple of War God, things remained the same yet changed, just as they were back then.

Though externally resembling a palace, this temple is actually a separate space containing another divine temple within, surrounded by vast lands, where various rare and exotic spiritual plants grow, and the Heavenly Earth Prime Spirit is abundantly remarkable.

Xu Yang walked in with even steps, and as he looked around, he saw many fields cultivated outside the temple, filled with all kinds of rare and exotic plants. Some were yet to mature, while others had been harvested, all the work of cultivators from the Tribulation Realm.

After all, the Temple of War God only opened once every thousand years. Even though cultivators who reached the Tribulation Realm could subsist without food, they would still opt to eat if possible. Therefore, besides contemplating the secrets of the Broken Void, many Tribulation Realm cultivators would cultivate the land outside the temple, planting Spiritual Roots to nourish themselves and aid their cultivation.

Beyond these fields lay the Temple of War God, where space remained immensely vast. The majestic architecture seemed not of this world, making a human seem like an ant in comparison. The palace was ancient and exuded an aura of vicissitudes, bearing marks of battles and the ravages of time, yet its foundation remained unshaken.

Although the divine mysteries of the temple were no longer evident and there were no visible Formation Restrictions or traps, Xu Yang still felt that in terms of quality rank and power, the temple surpassed White Jade Capital. Yet for some reason, it had fallen silent.

In the center of the temple, Xu Yang looked towards the void, where once were forty-nine enormous bas-reliefs. Now only the last one remained, surrounded by extensive signs of combat, silently recounting the shocking catastrophe of the past.

Xu Yang’s Divine Consciousness swept around, finding no trace of others. That “old classmate,” Guang Chengzi, was also nowhere to be found, which was quite lamentable.

People tend to value the old over the new, especially on the path of cultivation. However, except for those Immortal Gods with the power of eternal life, the vast majority of cultivators surpass their predecessors, improving upon them.

After all, with the evolution of the era, advancements in cultivation methods, and continuous innovation, the ancients may have paved the way, but they would be surpassed by later generations if they clung to old ways and became complacent.

Time and epochs show no favoritism toward anyone!

Guang Chengzi was no exception.

He had bequeathed his legacy of having attained the “Broken Vajra” here, which was likely the Broken Vajra Skill. His cultivation level should have been between Divine Bridge and Divine Intent, not yet having reached the Heaven and Earth Tribulation Realm; otherwise, he would not have died with regrets.

The inheritance of martial mastery from the Temple of War God had no notions of the flesh dissolving or the Primordial Spirit ascending. For cultivators, the body and spirit are one—should the body live, the spirit does not perish, and should the spirit live, so does the body. To leave behind a mortal shell would mean one has perished along with their path.

Xu Yang sighed for this old classmate, then sat down cross-legged, looking up at the Void Stele to immerse himself again in the War God’s Atlas and the Broken Void’s Secret.

This contemplation lasted three months.

After three months, space trembled, and the Temple of War God began to shift towards oblivion once more.

At that moment, beneath the Void Stele in the Temple of War God, Xu Yang remained alone. Ning Beiming, Zhang Canglan, and other cultivators from the Righteous Path of the Tribulation Realm had not returned, evidently giving up the contest for the War God this time.

Under the Void Stele, Xu Yang sat quietly, without speaking a word.

Until the divine temple faded into nothingness, everything returned to calm…

“Bang!”

The stele shook, the void fractured, and a figure burst forth, spinning towards him.

Xu Yang’s expression did not change, nor did his posture, only the array pattern on his forehead seemed to open like a Heavenly Eye, emitting a beam of divine light, the Five Elements Chaos Yuan, with an innate mechanism seemingly diffusing through it.

It was indeed the Five Elements Divine Light!

In human form, White Jade Capital, although no longer capable of unleashing the most powerful “Great Five Elements Divine Light,” the regular level of the Five Elements Divine Light was still easily accessible.

As the divine light shone, the Five Elements merged into one, forming a Chaos Yuan Sword Qi that collided head-on with the newcomer’s powerful punch.

“Bang!”

Fist and sword clashed, ringing metallically. The figure promptly flipped back, re-entering the fractured Void Stele, leaving behind a statement that echoed in the temple, “Worthy of being the Palace Master of Ten Thousand Dao. I have learned much today. A hundred years from now, I shall return to seek guidance!”

Seeing this, Xu Yang did not pursue, but continued to sit and contemplate the Broken Void.

Heavenly Demon God Monarch—Leng Aotian!

This man’s talents were indeed extraordinary, worthy of shocking the world. Among those of the Earth Calamity Extreme Realm, even if Ning Beiming and Zhang Canglan were to fight him alone, they would likely not be his match.

What a pity that the person sitting here now was him.

Although White Jade Capital’s combat power had been diminished in its human form, with the support of various skill characteristics and techniques, it could still match any sixth-rank cultivator known to Xu Yang, both from the Immortal Path Returning to Void and the Martial Path Earth Calamity.

Leng Aotian was no exception.

If Ning Beiming and Zhang Canglan were still around, the three at the Earth Calamity Extreme Realm could pose a threat when united, coupled with an array of other Tribulation Realm cultivators from both Black and White paths.

But now, with both paths divided, and Ning and Zhang expelled from the Temple of War God, leaving only Leng Aotian and a few elderly Tribulation Realm demons, they posed no real threat.

Not to mention the great Black and White battle before, where Ning Beiming and Zhang Canglan, to establish their status, had joined forces to injure Leng Aotian.

The injury was neither severe nor trivial, and while Leng Aotian still possessed the strength to fight again, he clearly did not intend to. After probing the foundation with one strike, he withdrew promptly, setting a hundred-year appointment for their next battle.

This hundred-year battle appointment was not merely a life-and-death dispute but also contained a hint of trial.

The man, he took him for a whetstone, hoping to use him to hone himself and break through the limits of the Heavenly Tribulation?

Quite thoughtful, but who knows if…

Time flies swiftly, passing in the blink of an eye.

In this way…

“The methods of the Immortal Path are indeed profound, I have learned much today, and a hundred years from now, I shall return to seek guidance!”

“Heavenly Crafts Natural Creation, Spirit-Treasure Mech Armor, is truly extraordinary, but my Divine Martial Skill may not be weaker!”