Eternal God Emperor: My Simulated Path to God Emperor

Twilight Deathlands, a mountain range not far from the original Temple.

The two figures clashed in the void like two streaks of light, their aftershocks affecting the mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles below.

Yuan Qianmo, dressed in green with white hair, condensed his sword energy into a long river, and his Sword Dao Saint Image, hundreds of feet long, hung behind him, like a giant sword that split the heavens, and slashed towards the figure opposite him.

His opponent was a Saint King of the Dead Clan, dressed in black robes.

Sixteen years have passed since Yuan Qianmo returned from Jiao Valley. During these years, Yuan Qianmo has been cultivating diligently in the Yuan God Temple, progressing from the initial stage of the Saint Realm to recently reaching the True Saint level.

The eight realms of sainthood: the lower, middle, and upper realms emphasize accumulation and are not difficult to cross. The Xuanhuang realm, the Chedi realm, and the Tongtian realm require the combination of the four martial arts realms of Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, and Huangdi, and are the most mysterious realms. After entering the True realm, one condenses the rules, transforming the saintly rules within the saintly soul into reality. When one reaches the Supreme realm, one achieves the "Ultimate Truth and Ultimate Perfection".

For the past sixteen years, because of his thoughts on the "Chaotic Dao Embryo", Yuan Qianmo did not deliberately pursue rapid progress in his realm. Instead, he focused more on comprehending the sacred path and polishing his weaknesses, achieving the ultimate level of his own foundation.

For him, fighting across borders was a matter of course, but challenging a Saint King with the cultivation of a True Saint in the early stage was still difficult.

A Saint King is the ruler of the Saint Realm. Even the weakest Saint King can mobilize the power of the Saintly Dao Rules, making him significantly stronger in essence.

To be able to challenge a first-step Saint King with the cultivation of a half-step Saint King is already considered a genius. In an ordinary world, there are less than ten such figures in an era.

Only geniuses with the highest level of cultivation can challenge a Saint King who has just reached the first stage.

The so-called supreme perfect physique requires meeting three conditions: first, reaching the four supreme realms of martial arts four times; second, possessing one of the ten strongest physiques in the universe or other equivalent physiques; and third, achieving physical sainthood.

Those who can meet these three conditions are extremely rare, perhaps only one in ten thousand years in the ordinary world.

Of the hundreds of thousands of saints in the original temple, plus Yuan Dingchu's children, only Yuan Qianmo and Yuan Yuanji met this requirement.

As for someone with the cultivation level of a True Saint fighting against a Saint King, such a feat is extremely rare even in the entire universe, making them absolutely the pinnacle of their respective realms.

In the void, the Sword Saint Image, carrying a long river of sword energy, pressed down. The closer it got to the Death Clan Saint King, the more the Saint Image and the long river of sword energy shrank, from a hundred feet to ten feet, and finally condensed into a three-foot sword light, which pierced his body at a speed that even the Saint King could hardly dodge.

In an instant, the mountains and sky turned gray and white, leaving only the sword energy spreading out like ink, along with holy blood.

A moment later, the world regained its color. Yuan Qianmo sheathed his sword and landed back on the ground, his blue robes spotless, without a speck of dust on them.

Originally, Ji emerged from the mountain with two female saints at the half-step Saint King level, each carrying a headless corpse.

Upon seeing Yuan Qianmo, he quickly walked up to him and said with a smile, "Brother's swordsmanship is truly admirable. Even a Saint King was beheaded with a single sword strike. Among the sword saints below the Saint King level in the world, brother is probably the number one."

Yuan Qianmo remained calm, without much fluctuation, and said, "I cultivate the lineage of the 'Wordless Sword Manual.' When one reaches the seventh level of sword mastery, one can be called a sword saint, and when one reaches the eighth level of sword mastery, one can condense the sword dao profound energy. If that sword strike just now used the sword dao profound energy, his head should still be intact."

"Who can cultivate the profound sword energy at the Saint Realm? In my opinion, reaching your level, brother, is already the pinnacle," Yuan Ji said.

Yuan Qianmo shook his head and said, "The sword path is one of the seventy-two supreme holy paths. There are countless sword cultivators in the world, but they haven't even mastered the sword path's profound energy. How can they dare to call themselves the ultimate? As far as I know, in the ancient times, there were even sword cultivators in the Kunlun Realm who were able to master the ninth level of sword cultivation at the Saint Realm and condense a sword soul."

Ji was initially shocked, his face showing disbelief.

"The sword's profound power is already so terrifying; if one were to cultivate a sword soul, who below the Saint King level could withstand a single strike? Is there truly such a prodigy in the history of the Kunlun Realm?"

Ten thousand years have passed since the era of Kunlun Realm, and many legends have long been lost to time. Most of the younger generation of cultivators in the Hell Realm have never even heard of this name.

Yuan Qianmo only began to learn about the history related to the Kunlun Realm after coming into contact with the "Wordless Sword Manual" and the Banana Tree.

"That person did exist. That sword cultivator later cultivated into a god, becoming the Sword God, with the title 'Sword God of Enlightened Mind.' He was one of the strongest sword cultivators in the Heavenly Court Realm 100,000 years ago."

"So he was a sword god, that makes some sense." Yuan Ji nodded.

Not every deity who cultivates the way of the sword can be called a sword god; only those who have mastered the power of the profound mysteries of the sword can receive this title.

Since Yuan Dingchu also majored in swordsmanship, he did not have the title of Sword God.

"By the way, have you found out who this person is?" Yuan Qianmo looked at the headless corpse.

"Your Highness, we found the identity token of the Qiankun Yiqi Hall on him. He should be a spy sent by the Qiankun Yiqi Hall to the Twilight Death Realm," one of the female saints said.

"Qiankun Yiqi Hall, I thought it was Wujian Pavilion again." Yuan Qianmo chuckled.

Perhaps because he thwarted the Divine Tree Sect Leader's plans in Jiao Valley, in the past sixteen years, just as Yuan Dingchu had said, Wujian Pavilion clearly harbored resentment towards Yuan Qianmo and successively sent five or six groups of people to try to take action against him.

"The Wujian Pavilion has suffered so many losses, and two years ago, a Great Sage was killed by Senior Sister Shixing. I'm afraid they won't dare to come again. This guy from the Qiankun Yiqi Hall must have been accidentally implicated," Yuan Ji said.

"The ten major dark forces are all in cahoots. Perhaps the Qiankun Yiqi Hall and the Wujian Pavilion have already formed a cooperation. We shouldn't let our guard down." Yuan Qianmo's expression was serious. If it weren't for the early warning from the Primordial Fate Disc, the Wujian Pavilion's several attacks might have succeeded. He knew firsthand how troublesome the Wujian Pavilion was. He then changed the subject, "Benji, how's the matter I asked you to inquire about going?"

Upon hearing this, Ji immediately looked worried and said, "The number of merit battlefields between the Hell Realm and the Heavenly Court Realm has remained at forty, distributed in the four directions of the Heavenly Court Universe, ten in each of the east, west, south, and north. These battlefields are respectively led by the ten Hell races, the Temple of Destiny, and the Temple of Darkness. The Death Race is currently in charge of three merit battlefields, but they are all still in the first stage of the war. It will take at least thirty to fifty years before a victor is determined."

The Battlefield of Merit is divided into the Inner Battlefield and the Starry Sky Battlefield.

Within the realm's battlefields, only cultivators below the Great Saint level are allowed to enter. Within the Great World, according to the divisions, basically only cultivators of one's own clan and faction are allowed to enter.

In the case of the merit battlefield, which is managed by the Rakshasa clan, cultivators from the other nine clans are generally not allowed to interfere.

The Starry Sky Battlefield is a battlefield for Great Sages and Gods, with no restrictions on races or forces, welcoming all who come, making it far more brutal than the battlefields within the realm.

But what truly determines the outcome of a meritorious battle is often the battlefield within the realm itself.

The first phase of the battlefield within the realm was led by the Holy King, with the most outstanding cultivators below the Great Saint of each race controlling the battle. For example, Yan Yu, who ranked first in the "Records of Ten Thousand Evils of the Ten Races of Hell", became famous throughout the world because he led a merit war and led the Yama Clan army to a great victory over the Heavenly Court.

Once a war is decided, it often signals the demise of a great world. When the world is on the verge of collapse and can no longer sustain large-scale clashes at the Saint King level, the war within the world enters its second phase.

During this phase, the Holy King withdrew, and the Holy Ones became the main force on the battlefield.

What Yuan Qianmo was looking for was the Great World of Merit Battlefield in this stage.

In this phase of the Merit Battlefield, all resources have been completely looted. The most valuable items are the remnants left after the world's collapse, including the World Spirit.