All Heavens: Becoming a Saint Begins in Deep Space

Extraordinary planet, lost land.

A mist covered the desolate land, and the full moon in the sky remained unchanged. The place was barren, silent, and devoid of life.

The waves on the blue sea remained unchanged. A golden bamboo boat was moored at the shore. On the boat was a figure completely covered by a straw raincoat. The person held a fishing rod in his hand. The face of the person, whose head was blurred by the raincoat, was staring straight at Wang Li.

The ferryman was shocked. He'd seen that kid again? How long had it been?

Wang Li greeted the ferryman with a smile, then boarded the bamboo boat, becoming increasingly familiar with the place. This time, he sat down directly on the boat.

"Where's your brother? He must be here too," the ferryman asked.

"It should be coming soon," Wang Li said with a smile.

A short while later, Wang Xuan also came out.

"It's nice to see you again, senior," Wang Xuan said from the boat.

"You two truly deserve to be the brothers of a peerless demon immortal, impressive!" the ferryman exclaimed.

"Now that you're here, are you still going to make a deal with the immortals on the other side of the curtain?"

"We're not going. Hurry up and send us out. We're here to refresh the rankings," Wang Li said.

The ferryman asked with a strange expression, "Even if you have a peerless demon immortal protecting you, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble by going in and out of the Land of the Dead like this?"

Wang Li smiled and indicated that it was nothing.

Then, the golden bamboo boat sailed to its end, and Wang Li and the others disembarked, saying, "See you later, senior."

The ferryman said with a dark face, "Alright, you can go now."

Wang Li led Wang Xuan away from the place of death without looking back.

Except for the place that has passed away, the scenery outside remains the same.

Then Wang Li took out the inner landscape factor obtained from the black and white stone platform from the panel space. After Wang Xuan and Wang Li absorbed the inner landscape factor into every part of their flesh and blood, they turned around and rushed into the lost land again.

This was repeated two or three more times, until finally...

After enduring excruciating pain throughout his body and bleeding from his pores, Wang Li finally arrived at the road leading to the Blue Lake once again.

Unlike before, a large, bright orange metal monument now stands on the road, standing more than five meters tall.

It stands here, weathered by time, making its extraordinary nature apparent even from a distance.

Upon seeing the tombstone, Wang Li smiled and said, "Finally, he's here."

Wang Li walked over and tapped it with his hand. Sure enough, it was Sun Gold, with ridiculously high strength.

At this moment, Wang Li did not continue forward, but stood beside the metal monument waiting for Wang Xuan.

A moment later, Wang Xuan also appeared.

Wang Li waved to Wang Xuan from a distance, saying, "Brother, come over here quickly, we have work to do."

Wang Xuan was somewhat confused, but he still walked over quickly.

Wang Xuan arrived at the metal stele and looked at the square stele, which was made entirely of pure sun gold and was completely golden. He was greatly moved.

Wang Xuan wiped away the dust covering the metal stele with his hand, and the stele immediately shone brightly, revealing its true appearance, which was too dazzling.

"The land of the dead is truly overflowing with wealth," Wang Xuan remarked.

Then Wang Xuan took the short sword out of the fragments of the blessed land given to him by Wang Li, and prepared to cut off a large piece of material with the short sword, intending to give it to Goddess Zhao so that she could forge weapons for the two of them.

Clang!

Wang Xuan slashed down with all his might with his short sword, and a large piece of scrap metal, weighing about ten kilograms, was removed from the Sun Gold.

However, a sudden change occurred: the golden sun monument began to glow again, and a light curtain appeared, isolating the monument.

Then, the sun's golden surface shone brightly with mysterious symbols, covered in dense writing that spread down from the top.

Wang Xuan and Wang Li approached and gently touched the light screen. A spiritual imprint transmitted information from it, which was full of records about them.

Wang Li, having entered the Land of Death five times, has just entered the realm of the extraordinary.

Wang Xuan, a mere mortal who had entered the land of death five times.

They came across passages of text, only to find that they had no right to read them.

Suddenly, a celestial melody rang out, and the golden lump, more than five meters tall, began to glow again, with white mist swirling around it. At an even higher position above, a line of words was displayed.

A spiritual fluctuation emanated from above, conveying its meaning: Chen Zhuan, journeying to the Western Lands, has achieved the Great Perfection of the Colorless Golden Elixir under the Five Trees, and has also developed the Nine Revolutions Immortal Technique; slay him…

The people recorded here are all extraordinary figures, renowned in the history of traditional arts.

Moreover, the records on the golden lump prove that he is still alive, and his ranking has recently increased significantly, rising by more than ten places, demonstrating astonishing combat power.

Wang Li didn't want to delay any longer, since they had already gotten the items. They walked together toward the blue lake. Along the way, Wang Li could clearly sense that the moon seemed unusual tonight, as if it were beckoning them.

Swish!

A pair of pure white wings appeared behind them, made entirely of energy runes, giving them an urge to fly to the moon.

Something was quite wrong. The moon was exceptionally sacred tonight, and its radiance was much richer.

Wang Li looked up at the moon and, in a daze, seemed to see palaces standing tall on the moon, with figures moving about. Something was clearly wrong; the creatures on the moon were tempting them.

Amidst the rolling waves, a small golden boat cuts through the blue sea.

The ferryman was now somewhat numb; the two brothers had come again and again, even five times now, and he fell into deep thought.

He wondered if the passing of the extraordinary had lowered the threshold for entering the Land of the Dead.

Wang Li and Wang Xuan were clearly used to them jumping onto the boat together.

Wang Li expertly poured three cups of the Immortal Spring water, gave one to the ferryman, and the three of them raised their cups to the moon and drank together.

Wang Li said, "Senior, we don't have much time left together."

The ferryman, somewhat confused, waved his hand and said, "Alright, you can go now."

Out of sight, out of mind.

"Senior, we just saw a gold nugget, what's going on?" Wang Xuan asked.

Wang Li added, "There are people behind us who have wings on their backs, and we have an urge to fly to the moon."

"Every ranking that involves the extraordinary level has its own unique features. To be able to leave your name on the list, you are only just beginning to enter the extraordinary realm..." the ferryman sighed.

"I haven't even transcended the ordinary yet, and I've already made my mark on the list," Wang Xuan said.

"What's your ranking?" the ferryman asked.

"Um, it's under the last line of text," Wang Xuan said.

"Last place, understandable." The ferryman nodded.

"And you?" the ferryman asked Wang Li.

Wang Li's expression stiffened for a moment before he said, "Second to last."

"Okay, that's fine."

Wang Xuan asked, "Who inscribed the runes on the Sun Gold? What is the meaning behind them?"

The ferryman shook his head and said, "I don't know. Throughout history, countless people have entered the Eight Lands of the Dead, but very few have been recorded on the Golden List."

"The moon is strange tonight, it's unusually big, it feels like it's about to fall into the sea," Wang Xuan said.

The ferryman's heart skipped a beat. He abruptly looked up at the moon. "You remember what just happened to them? Did you do something to that gold nugget?!"

"No!" they said in unison.

Regarding the metal monument, they've already agreed on one thing: it's not a big deal.

"Something fell from the moon," Wang Xuan exclaimed in surprise.

"A scroll of scripture!" Wang Xuan looked at the scripture that had fallen in front of him; it had fallen from the moon.

"As expected, you've been entering the Land of the Dead frequently, and your names have been recorded on the metal tablet and appeared on the list. It's because the Land of the Dead is looking at you differently," the ferryman exclaimed.

"Senior, have you ever been to the moon?" Wang Xuan asked the ferryman suspiciously.

"No, but I saw some strange things happen to it," the ferryman said.

The scriptures fell before them, emitting a strange light, and hovered in front of them, connected by a crystal-clear silk thread.

Wang Lixin said, "The opportunity has arrived!"