Apocalypse: Why did you provoke her? She's a cultivator.

Chapter 162 Upgrade Conditions
With a "rip," it seemed as if some invisible barrier had been torn apart.

She forcefully pulled a ball of light, roughly the size of a fist, from the void and placed it in her palm.

The ball of light was hazy, like mist but not quite, with its edges shimmering with black, white, and gold light.

Upon closer inspection, it appears that countless stars are born and die within, which is the primordial energy that existed only at the beginning of chaos.

As soon as it left her body, it struggled violently. Shrapnel of energy burst out on the surface of the ball of light, crashing into Ye Qiumian's spiritual energy shield and making a soft "crackling" sound, as if trying to break free from Ye Qiumian's confinement.

At the same time, a clear, crisp sound, like jade striking jade, suddenly exploded in Ye Qiumian's mind: "Let me go! Let me go now!"

His voice carried a childlike panic and anger.

Ye Qiu Mian slightly tightened her fingertips, and the protective shield suddenly tightened.

The chaotic energy cluster struggled even more fiercely, its three-colored light growing increasingly intense, even faintly revealing a trace of the oppressive power of the Heavenly Dao Laws.

It was somewhat similar to the aura of the Heavenly Dao she had just sensed.

She lowered her eyes to look at the restless ball of light in her palm, a hint of inquiry flashing in her eyes.

The divine sense of the Mahayana stage clearly captured the spiritual consciousness hidden within the energy cluster. Although it was immature, it carried an innate nobility.

"What are you?" Ye Qiumian's voice, calm and undisturbed, entered the ball of light through the spiritual energy. "Why are you hidden within the origin of the Heavenly Dao?"

"Mind your own business!" The crisp voice was filled with angry rage.

The ball of light suddenly expanded a bit, but was then pressed back to its original state by Ye Qiumian's spiritual energy.

The ball of light roared angrily, "I am the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao's primordial spirit! How dare you, a cultivator, seize me? Release me now, or you'll regret it!"

Heavenly Dao Primordial Spirit?

Ye Qiumian slightly curled her lips; it was indeed as she had guessed.

His fingertips gently brushed across the chaotic energy flowing on the surface of the ball of light, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable sense of control: "I happen to have many questions in my mind. Since you are the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao's primordial spirit, you should be able to answer my questions. As long as you tell me everything I want to know, I will release you. How about it?"

Upon hearing her words, the ball of light struggled less, and after a long pause, it managed to stammer out, "You... what do you want to know?"
Ye Qiu Mian simply asked, "I want to leave this world. How can I leave?"

The sound penetrated the spiritual barrier and clearly entered the consciousness of the ball of light.

The moment the words left his mouth, the ball of light in his palm suddenly stopped, its struggle ceasing even slightly.

The clear voice, filled with undisguised astonishment, even rose a few decibels: "Leave? You want to leave this world?"

It seemed completely unable to comprehend this thought, and the three-colored light on the surface of the orb became disordered: "Why do you want to leave? In this world, you are the only cultivator. You can command the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at will, and control the mountains, rivers and seas. Even I was easily captured by you. You are already the most powerful being here. What else could you be dissatisfied with?"

The ball of light was filled with confusion, as if it were watching a fool who would abandon a treasure to pick up pebbles.

In its understanding, what cultivators pursue is nothing more than supreme power and absolute control.

Ye Qiu Mian had already reached the pinnacle of this world, and nothing could restrain her anymore.

Ye Qiumian lowered her eyes to look at the ball of light in her palm, her gaze unwavering.

Those so-called powers and controls were not the most important things to her.

The most important thing is that she wants to leave this world and return to the world of cultivation.

Her master and fellow disciples are still waiting for her to return.

"You don't need to know why I'm leaving." Her voice turned colder, her fingertips tightening slightly. "I'll only ask you, what's the way to leave?" The ball of light shrank back, intimidated by her imposing aura. Its clear voice carried a hint of stubbornness: "There's no way! The barriers of this world were set at the beginning of creation, unless..."

"Unless what?" Ye Qiumian pressed.

"I won't say it!" The ball of light seemed to be sulking, letting her spiritual power tighten, and stubbornly shut its mouth.

Ye Qiumian's gaze turned completely somber.

The pressure from the Mahayana cultivator was like an invisible mountain pressing down, and the spiritual energy shield in her palm began to slowly shrink, with sharp silver light emanating from its edges.

The originally smooth halo of the chaotic energy cluster instantly became sluggish, and the spiritual consciousness within it experienced obvious painful tremors.

"Ugh... let go..." The clear voice trembled with sobs, "It hurts so much..."

The energy cluster twisted violently, but it couldn't break free from the increasingly tight aura shield.

The three-colored light dimmed, and even the aura of the Heavenly Dao Laws weakened.

It could feel its own primordial energy being squeezed, and if this continued, its spiritual consciousness would probably be crushed by this cultivator.

Ye Qiumian's fingertips remained as steady as a rock, and the dangerous aura in her eyes was so intense that it seemed to say: If you don't speak, you will be completely annihilated.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!" Finally, the ball of light couldn't hold on any longer and said in a tearful voice, "This world... this world is upgrading! The origin of the Heavenly Dao is expanding. When the upgrade is complete, a momentary crack will appear in the world's barrier. Only then can you tear through space and leave!"

The contraction of the aura shield abruptly stopped.

Ye Qiumian looked at the chaotic energy curled up in her palm, still trembling slightly, her eyes deep and thoughtful.

No wonder the apocalypse six years ago came without any warning.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth changed drastically, zombies roamed freely, ordinary people awakened superpowers, and the order of the entire world collapsed and was rebuilt in just a few months.

At that time, she felt something was strange. The spiritual energy in this world was already thin, so how could it suddenly erupt with such violent energy fluctuations?

It turns out it wasn't a calamity, but rather the world undergoing an upgrade.

"When will this world be fully upgraded?" she continued to ask.

Ye Qiumian's voice unconsciously carried a hint of urgency.

As time went by, the thought of returning to the cultivation world grew wildly like vines.

The master's teachings, the laughter and merriment of his fellow disciples, and the truth about his failed tribulation back then all surged in his mind.

The ball of light in his palm wilted, and the clear voice became tinged with bitterness.

"It can't be that fast... Upgrading the world is like a cultivator undergoing tribulation. It requires gradually peeling away the old laws of heaven and then integrating new primordial energy."

We're only just entering the fission phase. Superpowered beings and zombies are both forces born and evolved from the fission of laws. For these forces to reach a balance and for the new rules of heaven and earth to stabilize... it could take decades, or even centuries.

“Over a hundred years?” Ye Qiumian’s brows furrowed suddenly.

She has been reborn and cultivated to the Mahayana stage for more than six years, which she already feels is a long time.

Now that the Heavenly Dao is telling her that she has to wait another hundred years, how can she possibly have the patience to wait any longer?
The anxiety in her heart was like oil being poured on a raging fire; she suddenly tightened her grip, and the spiritual energy shield pressed down by half a step.

She loosened her grip a little only after hearing the ball of light cry out in pain.

But he asked in a cold and ruthless tone, "What is the ultimate condition for this world to upgrade?"