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The wind on the battlefield still carried the lingering stench of blood, but there was no longer a sound of fighting.

The entire Tianyuan City was plunged into utter silence, with only the faint dripping sound of blood flowing beneath the crumbling city walls.

The surviving human cultivators, leaning on their broken magical artifacts and covered in blood, stood on the city wall, their eyes fixed on the pale golden figure in the sky; the captured alien cultivators lay limp on the ground, trembling, their eyes filled with deep-seated fear as they looked at Su Ning.

Whether human or demon, at this moment, they all had only one thought in their minds—the Great Ascension Stage!

That realm, which only existed in legends and was enough to determine the fate of a clan, actually appeared in Tianyuan City and in this cultivator named Su Ning!
There have been various speculations about Su Ning. Some say he is the successor of a hidden sect, some question whether his rapid progress in cultivation must be due to some secret, and some even speculate that he improved his strength through unorthodox methods.

But at this moment, all doubts and dissatisfaction vanished, leaving only the purest worship and faith.

In the spirit realm, strength is the only truth, and the power of a Mahayana cultivator is enough to make everyone bow down in submission.

Xuan Yunzi trembled as he straightened his tattered Taoist robe, while Qinglian Daogu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. The two looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes the relief of surviving a calamity and the barely suppressed excitement.

They struggled to step forward and pay their respects, their steps faltering slightly...

The person before us is someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with that human ancestor; he is the new hope for Tianyuan City and even the entire human race!
However, Suning's actions did not stop there.

His gaze swept over the piles of corpses beneath the city walls, across the collapsed houses in the city, and finally landed on the cracked defensive array base of Tianyuan City, a faint ripple flashing in his eyes.

Then, he spoke slowly, his voice neither hurried nor slow, yet it resounded like thunder, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Although Tianyuan City is fortified, it has its limits. From this day forward, the human race shall have a holy city that will never fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and his wide, light gold sleeves fluttered gently.

"Om-!"

A deafening buzz suddenly rang out, seemingly originating from the earliest times.

Everyone saw a flash of golden light, and a huge palace made entirely of bronze appeared out of thin air behind Su Ning!
The palace was ancient and magnificent, its body covered with intricate Dao patterns, some resembling the movement of galaxies, others like the undulating mountains and rivers, each pattern exuding a profound aura that suppressed all the heavens and myriad realms.

When the palace first appeared, it was only a few feet in size, but as soon as it appeared, it grew in the wind and expanded to cover the entire Tianyuan City in an instant, like another sky city floating in the sky, steadily stopping directly above Tianyuan City!
On the plaque directly in front of the palace, the three characters "Xu Tian Dian" (Hall of Emptiness) originally engraved with Daoist patterns flowed and seemed to come alive. Under countless shocked gazes, they slowly twisted and recombined, eventually transforming into two more ancient and majestic seal characters—Tai Xu Dian (Hall of Emptiness)!

"boom!"

Suddenly, a soft yet incredibly resilient pale golden halo emanated from the Taixu Palace, like a giant canopy that completely enveloped the entire Tianyuan City.

Wherever the halo passed, the residual blood and death energy in the air instantly dissipated, and a spiritual energy even purer than the source of the spiritual vein slowly spread out.

Of course, this is all spiritual energy extracted by the Taixu Palace from the entire Spirit Realm, and the spiritual energy of the Spirit Realm will continue to converge here.

Sooner or later, Tianyuan City will become a sacred place for human cultivation in the spirit realm...

What's even more alarming is that the pressure emanating from the Taixu Palace is even more profound and ancient than the Mahayana pressure that Su Ning just displayed, as if the palace itself has existed for hundreds of millions of years!
"This is the Taixu Palace. From this day forward, it will remain here to guard the destiny of the human race!" Su Ning's voice rang out again, like a decree of heaven, clearly imprinted deep in everyone's soul. "The palace is a world unto itself, with boundless spiritual energy and perfect laws. It is the last bulwark of the human race and the cornerstone of its rise!"

Before the words were finished, the doors of the Taixu Palace slowly opened, and countless rays of seven-colored light poured down from inside the palace, intertwining with the pale golden halo, sprinkling down on every corner of Tianyuan City like sweet rain.

On the city wall, a cultivator with a severed arm suddenly cried out in alarm. A faint spiritual light gathered from his empty sleeve, and his severed arm began to regrow at a visible speed. An elder whose internal organs had been eroded by death energy was already barely breathing, but under the nourishment of the rosy light, his complexion quickly regained its rosy hue, and the damage to his internal organs was rapidly repaired. Even the captured alien cultivators were gradually healing their wounds under the protection of spiritual energy, but the fear in their eyes grew ever stronger.

Everyone was utterly stunned by the sight before them.

With a flick of the wrist, he annihilated hundreds of thousands of allied troops; with a simple gesture, he summoned such a divine and powerful floating temple. What kind of supernatural power is this?
How powerful?

Even the legendary ancient gods were probably no more than this!

"Greetings, Ancestor Suning!"

Before anyone could react, a young cultivator on the city wall knelt down with a thud, his voice choked with emotion, yet filled with utmost devotion.

His action was like a signal, instantly igniting everyone's emotions.

"Our ancestor possesses unparalleled divine power, and he protects our human race!"

"Thank you for your protection, Ancestor! Our human race is now safe and sound!"

On the city walls and inside the city, whether they were white-haired elders of the Integration Realm or low-level cultivators who had just entered the Foundation Establishment Realm, whether they were city defense soldiers in armor or ordinary women and children who had survived hiding in secret rooms, they all knelt down devoutly and excitedly towards the pale golden figure in the air and towards the floating Tai Xu Palace!

The roar of worship was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, echoing through the sky and converging into a powerful force of faith...

It is reverence for the strong, gratitude for the protectors, and even more so, boundless hope for the future of humanity!
After this battle, Su Ning's name was no longer limited to Tianyuan City, but spread throughout the entire Spirit Realm like a storm.

In the Blood Prison Clan's Demon Nest, the elders stared pale-faced at the information on the communication jade talisman; in the Mayfly Clan's Mother Nest, the successors of the Insect Queen trembled, no longer daring to entertain the thought of invading the human race; in the Yaksha Clan's Nether Bone Palace, the surviving Yaksha Kings destroyed all plans targeting the human race, hoping only to stay away from the sharp edge of that Mahayana Ancestor.

The Taixu Palace hangs in the air, its radiant glow like an eternal guardian, enveloping Tianyuan City.

It's like a natural magic array protecting everyone in Tianyuan City, and these are actually powerful abilities that even Mahayana cultivators don't possess.

Su Ning stood before the Taixu Hall, his pale gold robe fluttering in the wind, his gaze calmly looking down at the kneeling masses below.

His era has officially begun.

The fate of humanity has been completely rewritten because of his actions today, embarking on a brand new path of rise.

……

The winds of the spirit world seem to be carrying the same message.

The news that Su Ning had manifested his divine power outside Tianyuan City, annihilating the allied forces of the three alien races with a flick of his finger, and summoning the Taixu Palace to guard the city from the sky, spread like a thunderclap across the heavens, sweeping through every inch of the Spirit Realm with speed far exceeding even the most advanced escape techniques. Within the human realm, whether in bustling main cities or remote markets, cultivators spread the news with great enthusiasm, and cheers filled the streets and alleys.

Elders from various sects personally led their disciples, carrying rare spiritual materials, to Tianyuan City, ostensibly to "congratulate" him, but in reality, they wanted to witness firsthand the demeanor of the newly promoted Mahayana Ancestor and the divine might of the Taixu Palace...

The addition of another towering giant to the human race means that from now on, their foothold in the spirit realm will be more secure than ever before!
However, within the territory of the alien race, the scene was quite different.

The Blood Prison Clan's demonic clouds hung low, and the clan elders gathered in the Blood Prison Hall. The communication jade talismans were smashed on the ground, and no one mentioned the arrogant words of "crushing the human race" again. The Mayfly Clan's mother nest was tightly closed, and the successor of the insect queen ordered all external passages to be sealed off, and even the insect swarms that went out to forage were reduced by 70%. The Yaksha Clan even withdrew its border defense line a thousand miles away, and all the giant ships of Nether Bone that were originally displayed were hidden away, for fear of angering the Mahayana ancestor who could clear the battlefield with a single sword.

Those forces that had previously been eager to invade the human territory have now all fallen silent. Even spies dare not be easily sent towards Tianyuan City. The entire human territory of the Spirit Realm has ushered in an unprecedented period of "peace".

Tianyuan City, at the eye of the storm, was not immersed in the boisterous celebrations.

The surviving cultivators spontaneously formed teams. Some repaired the broken city walls and filled the cracks in the array base with molten spirit iron; some cleaned up the battlefield debris and collected the remains of the fallen cultivators into the Soul Tower for future burial; others meditated and cultivated in the spiritual energy scattered in the Taixu Palace, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to consolidate their cultivation.

Everyone's face radiated unprecedented pride, and they walked with their heads held high and chests out. When mentioning "Suning Ancestor" and "Taixu Palace," their eyes shone with fervent light...

This city, which was once on the verge of destruction, is now a sacred place for the entire human race.

On this day, a very faint blue light appeared on the eastern horizon of Tianyuan City.

The light traveled slowly, like a leisurely cloud or a wild crane, without any leakage of spiritual energy. If it weren't for the occasional glimmer of sunlight reflecting off the edge of the light, it would almost blend into the clouds in the sky.

Within the shimmering light was an old man dressed in a linen robe.

He had a slender face, his silver hair was neatly combed, and he held an ordinary wooden staff in his hand. His eyes were gentle and refined, as if he were just an ordinary cultivator who traveled around the world.

However, if there were cultivators at the Integration stage or above present, they would surely notice that this old man's aura had completely merged with heaven and earth, as if he himself were a part of heaven and earth. This realm can only be achieved by one person in the entire Spirit Realm...

Mo Jianli, the only Mahayana stage ancestor of the human race!
For thousands of years, Mo Jianli has always been stationed in the ancestral land of the human race, rarely going out. Even when the spirit realm encounters a great calamity, he mostly guides the various races to deal with it through communication jade talismans.

Now, this pillar of the human race has personally gone to Tianyuan City.

When Mo Jianli's gaze passed over the city walls of Tianyuan City and landed on the Taixu Palace that floated high in the sky, even his unchanging, calm mind couldn't help but pause slightly, and the fingers gripping the wooden staff unconsciously tightened.

The Taixu Palace was bathed in golden light, with Dao patterns flowing across its surface. Sometimes it transformed into a rushing river of stars, and sometimes it revealed the majestic mountains and rivers. The vast and ancient aura surged forth like a tide, causing even this Mahayana cultivator to feel a strange sense of unease.

“This is no ordinary spatial magic treasure…” Mo Jianli narrowed his eyes, and his Mahayana stage divine sense quietly spread out, but it was gently bounced back the moment it touched the halo of the Taixu Palace, and he could not even see a trace of the scene inside the palace.

He was increasingly shocked. "The material seems to be the innate gold and bronze from the beginning of chaos. The runes contain the ultimate principles of the evolution of heaven and earth. Even the pressure it exudes carries the meaning of 'suppressing all ages'... It is even more profound and terrifying than the fragment of the Xuan Tian treasure that I saw in the Fallen God Abyss back then!"

“The Taixu Palace… Fellow Daoist Su Ning…” Mo Jianli murmured to himself, his gentle eyes revealing obvious surprise and inquiry for the first time. “Our human race has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, yet we have never had such a person, nor such a treasure… Where did he come from? What secrets does this Taixu Palace hold?”

He slowed down the speed of his escape light and slowly approached Tianyuan City.

The closer one gets to the Taixu Palace, the clearer the natural pressure originating from "rank" becomes...

It wasn't hostility directed at him, but rather an instinctive awe, like that of an ordinary person facing a high mountain or an ant gazing up at the sky.

At the same time, he also felt the dense, unyielding power of faith below Tianyuan City. Countless subtle thoughts converged into a torrent, all pointing towards the pale golden figure in front of the Taixu Palace. It was the purest respect that cultivators had for their protector, more steadfast than any oath.

Just as Mo Jianli was less than a hundred miles from Tianyuan City, a calm and gentle voice suddenly rang in his ears. It did not cause the slightest spatial fluctuation, yet it was so clear that it was as if the two were talking face to face:

"Fellow Daoist Mo, your presence is an honor. I, Su, have failed to greet you properly. Please come into the hall for a chat."

Mo Jianli was slightly startled. The other party was able to lock onto his location without him noticing, and even transmit his voice directly into his mind. This supernatural ability far exceeded his expectations.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, straightened his slightly wrinkled hemp robe, and put on a warm smile, saying loudly, "I have come uninvited and have disturbed Fellow Daoist Su Ning's cultivation."

As soon as the words were spoken, a seven-colored ray of light suddenly descended from the pale golden halo below the Taixu Palace.

The moment the rosy light touched the ground, it transformed into a crystal-clear rainbow bridge. The bridge was composed of countless tiny light patterns, like a solidified rainbow. One end connected to the gate of the Taixu Palace, and the other end extended right to Mo Jianli's feet.

The space around the Rainbow Bridge was slightly distorted, forming an invisible barrier that completely isolated the outside world, clearly a private passage leading directly into the palace.

A hint of approval flashed in Mo Jianli's eyes. This way of treating guests showed both respect and the demeanor of a Mahayana cultivator.

Without further hesitation, he lightly stepped on his wooden staff, and his figure floated down onto the Rainbow Bridge.

The next moment, the space suddenly shifted, and the scene before our eyes changed instantly...

It was no longer the ruins and glow of Tianyuan City, but a magnificent palace beyond imagination.

The hall lacked the beams and pillars of ordinary palaces; the floor was composed of countless shimmering stars, and with each step, one could feel the rhythm of the stars' movement. Above the dome, a silver galaxy hung upside down, dotted with stars, as if one could reach out and touch the real starry sky. The surrounding walls were like flowing water curtains, reflecting countless phantoms of worlds, including mountains and rivers, cities and villages, and even scenes of cultivators practicing and demonic beasts roaring, as if containing countless small worlds.

What's even more astonishing is that the innate spiritual energy inside the hall is so dense that it almost solidifies, turning into a light white mist that permeates the air. With each breath, one can feel the pure spiritual energy flowing through the meridians, nourishing the limbs and bones. Even Mo Jianli, whose Mahayana cultivation has already reached perfection, can vaguely sense that his magical power is slowly improving.

In the center of the hall, a young man dressed in a light gold robe stood with his back to him, his hands behind his back. Hearing footsteps, he slowly turned around.

The young man had a handsome face and calm eyes. He did not exude any pressure, yet the starry sky in the entire hall seemed to revolve around him.

It was Su Ning, the owner of this place.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, please have a seat." Su Ning raised his hand, and two chairs made of solidified stars instantly appeared on the left side of the hall, with a soft halo flowing over them. "The hall is simple and the hospitality is lacking. I hope you will forgive me."

...(End of chapter)