Super God Pet Shop

Chapter 1158 Asking the Heavenly Sect Leader (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

Whoosh!

Su Ping's figure flew straight through the sky. The surrounding oxygen gradually thinned and the temperature gradually dropped. In the blink of an eye, Su Ping could no longer feel the presence of oxygen, and the temperature dropped to below zero.

If this were on Earth, we'd be almost out of the atmosphere by now!

But this is the celestial realm, and the nine celestial rivers above Su Ping's head are still dazzling, seemingly unchanged in size.

Fortunately, after returning to the Starry Sky Realm, Su Ping no longer needed to rely on oxygen. The Starry Sky Realm meant that he could spend his physical life in the universe and survive in the vacuum.

It remains unharmed even at temperatures as low as -270 degrees Celsius.

After mastering the small world, even the absolute zero ice zone could not freeze Su Ping. He could use the rules within the small world to resist it. Ordinary harsh external conditions could not harm him. Even if he landed on the sun, he would be completely unharmed.

"Um?"

As Su Ping flew through the air, he suddenly encountered three or five figures in the void, hunting a demonic beast. With their combined efforts, the demonic beast was already on the verge of death.

These people also saw Su Ping, and were somewhat surprised when they saw the clothes he was wearing.

"Are they all disciples of the Heavenly Inquiry Sect?"

Su Ping also noticed the clothing of these people. He didn't expect that there were disciples of the Wentian Sect hunting here. Judging from their aura, they were all around the Star Lord realm.

"Which peak are you from? Judging from your aura, you don't seem to have reached the Celestial Immortal Realm yet. It's very dangerous for you to come here alone." One of the youths greeted Su Ping telepathically.

Su Ping glanced at it, said nothing, and continued flying upwards.

The young man raised an eyebrow slightly, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.

"They haven't even reached the Celestial Realm yet, and they dare to fly upwards? They're courting death!"

"Senior Brother He already warned us; they deserved to die."

The others then quickly tended to the injured beast, not taking the matter to heart.

After flying upwards for another 70,000 to 80,000 meters, Su Ping felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped to near absolute zero, and he had to use his small world to resist it.

Su Ping encountered several more disciples of the Wentian Sect. Some were lone wolves, meditating in the void, some were practicing swordsmanship, and others were testing their immortal techniques, causing quite a commotion.

After a brief conversation with these disciples of the Wentian Sect, Su Ping learned that the "Nine Heavens Above" mentioned in the Immortal Realm was not just a figure of speech, but that the Nine Heavens truly existed.

Each 100,000 meters or so is considered one level of heaven.

At this moment, Su Ping had already arrived at the second heaven, while the nine immortal rivers were in the ninth heaven!

In the ordinary Starry Sky Realm, one can reach the first level of heaven.

The Star Lord Realm allows movement within the second and third heavens. Further up to the fourth heaven, many powerful demonic beasts reside, allowing only Great Luo Golden Immortals to roam freely.

Reaching the sixth level requires the power of a Celestial King.

"This is what the ancients called ascending to heaven, the nine heavens, it is indeed difficult!" Su Ping thought to himself.

As Su Ping continued to ascend and fly, he arrived at the third heaven. The temperature here had reached absolute zero, where everything was frozen solid. The oxygen was thin, and everything was still. There were no clouds or mist, because everything was frozen and could not form clouds or mist.

It's like a static world.

Su Ping possessed the power of a small world, and despite the resistance of the rules, he ignored the frozen stillness and continued forward.

In this static third heaven, Su Ping saw someone cultivating. The latter seemed to notice him as well, quite surprised, clearly not expecting that among the disciples of the Asking Heaven Sect, there would be someone else who could come to such a deep place in the third heaven.

Su Ping didn't even bother to say hello, and flew straight past.

After disappearing from that person's sight, Su Ping flew tens of thousands of meters and arrived at the fourth heaven.

This is still a static world, but there are some differences. There are chaotic rules and forces in the void here, making certain areas extremely dangerous.

Su Ping flew along, getting caught up in some rule-bound areas, and had to use his second small world to escape successfully.

"As expected, exploring the source of immortal power is too difficult."

Su Ping's eyes flickered, but his gaze grew even more resolute. He didn't pause at all and continued forward.

After a series of close calls, Su Ping arrived at the fifth heaven.

The rules here are even more turbulent and chaotic, with strange phenomena all over the void, including raging seas of fire, twisting vortexes, static hurricanes, and cracking lightning.

These scenes, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, are extremely magnificent and incredible, unfolding like a scroll in the void, remaining static.

Su Ping flew through the air, avoiding these rules, and used the power of the three small worlds to resist the invisible pressure in the surrounding void, and rushed to the sixth heaven.

Upon arriving at the sixth level, Su Ping immediately felt a bone-chilling cold. Not only was it absolute zero, but the entire area was also covered by the Frost Rule, and it was at the perfect level.

Flames ignited within Su Ping's body, dispelling the chill. In the sixth heaven, most rules remained static. Su Ping avoided these static rules, but instead touched other flowing rules hidden deeper within.

"These are all rules at the Perfect level..."

Su Ping felt the intensity of the power of the rules here and was somewhat shaken, but then his eyes lit up. This place was an excellent place for cultivation, where he could comprehend all kinds of perfect rules.

"It seems that even if I can't step into the Immortal River, returning here to cultivate is a good discovery." Su Ping thought to himself, feeling pleasantly surprised by this unexpected cultivation treasure.

But he didn't stop; he defied the flowing rules and tried to break free.

However, although this flowing rule was also at the perfect level, its power exceeded Su Ping's imagination.

"Even though they're both rules at the perfect level, their power is vastly different—it feels ten or even a hundred times stronger than mine!"

During the confrontation, Su Ping was deeply shocked, as it somewhat shattered his previous understanding of the rules.

Soon, Su Ping understood the reason. If the rules were weapons, then the strength of the rules was the strength of the weapon's materials. Although they were all perfect-level weapons, the power they wielded was different.

He exerted his power as an individual, but the rules here contained the power of the surrounding world!

After a grueling ten-second resistance, Su Ping's body was torn apart, and he perished in the sixth heaven.

But soon, Su Ping's body was resurrected on the spot. The moment he was resurrected, he used the Divine Sight Secret Technique to unleash his full power. All his power erupted instantly, and the three small worlds appeared, freeing him from the vortex of rules.

After breaking free, Su Ping didn't stop and continued forward.

Su Ping died three times during the 100,000-meter journey before finally reaching the seventh heaven.

"This is a place that only Supreme Immortal Kings can set foot in. Even those who have been granted godhood have a nine-out-of-ten chance of dying here." Su Ping observed the Seventh Heaven. To his surprise, the void here was clear, without clouds or anything else. All he could see was the vast and distant blue sky.

There are no static rules in the void, not even anything frozen or frozen.

Su Ping felt that the temperature here was also very strange, and he couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot.

To be precise, he cannot feel hot or cold.

Or perhaps, even the rules of hot and cold are no longer apparent here; it is a region beyond the realm of physical cognition.

"There aren't even any other perfect rules here. Does that mean that perfect rules are hard to manifest here?" Su Ping's gaze was solemn as he slowly flew in. Soon, he felt a strange power pushing against his body, like suddenly swimming into the ocean. But he didn't feel the coldness of the seawater; he only felt a sense of being covered and squeezed.

Click!

Su Ping felt his bones cracking and popping, as if they were about to shatter.

The pressure alone was unbearable for his body, giving him a feeling that he might shatter at any moment.

Su Ping's face was grim. If things continued like this, he feared he would have a hard time reaching the Immortal River.

Even if you can be resurrected repeatedly, it's meaningless if you die right after being resurrected.

Su Ping took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and continued forward. Now was not the time to give up.

With his physical strength, he could last at least ten seconds, which would be enough for him to sprint to an extremely high height.

Bang!

After flying several thousand meters, Su Ping's body finally gave way and exploded.

But soon, Su Ping revived on the spot and continued to rush forward.

His body was engulfed in golden flames, transforming into a golden crow larva. Among its crimson-gold feathers were strands of blood-red feathers, and on its neck and other areas, instead of short, fine down, were golden dragon scales.

At this moment, Su Ping's body is no longer a simple Golden Crow God Demon Body, but a mutated Golden Crow Body that has been integrated with the blood of the Dragon and Phoenix Gods!

Roar!

Su Ping roared, blood squeezing out from his feathers and spraying golden blood in the void. He charged for thousands of meters before exploding again.

But soon, Su Ping came back to life.

Whoosh!

He continued to charge forward, the excruciating pain making Su Ping grit his teeth, his crimson-gold eyes filled with determination.

After a series of sprints and deaths, and repeated resurrections, Su Ping finally dragged his battered body to the highest point of the seventh heaven, where the eighth heaven lay before him.

What terrified Su Ping was that this eighth heaven was completely black, pitch black, like a night sky.

There's nothing inside.

The azure blue I saw in the seventh heaven did not seem to be the dome; otherwise, with the eighth heaven obscuring it, what I saw should have been black.

However, Su Ping only saw the darkness of the eighth heaven when he was thousands of meters away from it. Before that, the void was still blue. Su Ping could not explain this phenomenon and believed that it was caused by a mysterious force.

From the pitch-black eighth heaven before him, Su Ping instinctively felt fear, as if this were a death zone, forbidden to all living beings!

"We've come this far, there's no reason to back down!"

Su Ping gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and stepped into the eighth heaven.

As soon as Su Ping stepped inside, he felt a tremor from his very soul, making the hairs on his body stand on end, as if he had stepped into some kind of blood-soaked water filled with death. That strange chill penetrated his body and reached the depths of his soul.

The next moment, Su Ping felt his body rotting and his power disappearing.

"What kind of power is this?"

Su Ping quickly unleashed his small worlds in an attempt to resist, but the three small worlds were also rapidly eroded in the darkness. Only the erosion of the void realm was relatively slow, allowing Su Ping to hold off the attack for seven or eight seconds.

But that's clearly not enough.

"Um?"

Just as Su Ping was pondering whether he should give up, a slightly surprised voice suddenly came from ahead.

Immediately afterwards, Su Ping saw the darkness in front of him suddenly pushed aside, revealing a circular arc of light. Inside the arc of light sat an old man with white hair and a white beard, wearing a blue robe with patches on it.

The old man stared at Su Ping with astonishment. When he saw Su Ping's cultivation level, his astonishment deepened, and he exclaimed in surprise, "A brat who hasn't even reached the Celestial Immortal Realm?"

He found it unbelievable that he would see such a strange little devil in this eighth heaven!

Let alone the Celestial Immortal Realm, even a Celestial King would be considered an extremely powerful monster to be able to come here.

"Kid, how did you get here?"

The old man couldn't help but ask.

Su Ping hadn't expected to encounter anyone here. Judging from the old man's appearance, he was most likely a Supreme Being, or even stronger. He asked, "Who are you? An elder of the Heavenly Inquiry Sect?"

"Elder? I am the sect leader." The old man said irritably.

He glanced at Su Ping's attire, raised an eyebrow, and said, "So you're a disciple of my Asking Heaven Sect? Strange, I've never heard of this kid before. Kid, tell me quickly, how did you get here?"

"It flew over, how else could it have gotten here?"

Su Ping replied, feeling somewhat speechless. He hadn't expected the old man in front of him to be the sect leader. He looked shabby, dressed in a tattered, patched robe. Was this the leader of the Wentian Sect?

"You brat, how dare you speak to me like that?" the old man scolded. If he hadn't been so surprised, he would have given Su Ping a flick on the back of the head.

Su Ping gritted his teeth, but finally couldn't hold on any longer. His body was on the verge of collapse and about to explode.

Seeing Su Ping's pained expression, the old man didn't pursue the matter of Su Ping's defiance. He simply pointed his finger, and a ray of golden light flew out, enveloping Su Ping.

Su Ping immediately felt the surrounding repulsive force disappear, and a warm feeling washed over him. He looked at the old man and asked, "Why did you help me?"

"Nonsense, you are a disciple of my Wentian Sect, of course I cannot watch you die in front of me."

The old man rolled his eyes, but he didn't exude any of the imposing aura or presence of a sect leader. He glanced sideways at Su Ping and said, "You brat, if I hadn't intervened, you would be dead. How did someone like you even get here?"

"I'll forgive you for calling me 'little devil' since you saved me. I have a name, I'm called Su Ping," Su Ping said irritably.

"Hey!"

Hearing something strange, the old man puffed out his beard and glared, "Forgive me? Believe me or not, I can blow you away with a single breath, leaving you no chance to be reincarnated."

"I don't believe it," Su Ping replied very quickly.

The old man was taken aback and somewhat annoyed. He had never encountered such a strange little devil in his life, and it was not afraid of death. Could it be that it had something wrong with its brain?

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with a brat like you. Since you're a disciple of my Wentian Sect, what are you doing here?" the old man asked.

"I want to go to the highest heavens, to see the Immortal River." Su Ping also asked, "What are you doing here?"

The old man's forehead veins bulged slightly. No one had ever treated him so casually before. He rolled his eyes and said, "Go to the Nine Heavens? You? I'd like to see which peak you studied under, and who taught you, brat."

(End of this chapter)