Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 411 - 411 410 Swallowing One Golden Core My Fate is Determined by Me Not by Heaven

411: Chapter 410: Swallowing One Golden Core, My Fate is Determined by Me, Not by Heaven 411: Chapter 410: Swallowing One Golden Core, My Fate is Determined by Me, Not by Heaven What is “Proving Dao with Power”?

As the name suggests, when power reaches its peak, not even the Heavenly Dao can bind it, and one can break through Heaven, standing alone beyond the Three Realms, becoming the Saint of all Saints.

When Heaven and Earth perish, I remain undying; when all things die, I do not die—this is the essence of Proving Dao with Power.

Although the principle is simple, the process is extremely rugged.

Even Hong Jun, the ancestral master of Dao, only became a Saint by Cutting Three Corpses.

Perhaps only Pangu, who opened heaven and created Earth, has walked this path of Proving Dao with Power.

A Golden Core, flawless and round, although only the size of a grain of rice, truly exists within Ye Xuan’s Sea of Consciousness.

Ye Xuan did not know what this Golden Core was, only that when he devoured and refined the Cultivation of the Blood God King, this Golden Core formed in his Sea of Consciousness.

Although Ye Xuan had not cultivated for long, he was extremely familiar with every realm of an Immortal, and he had never heard of a Golden Immortal forming a Golden Core in the Sea of Consciousness upon reaching the Daluo Golden Immortal stage.

The Golden Core’s aura was arcane.

Revolving in the Sea of Consciousness, it emitted an indescribable and terrifying fluctuation, as if something extremely terrifying was gestating within the Golden Core.

Ye Xuan felt instinctively that the appearance of this Golden Core was not a bad thing.

It was as if a voice was telling him that this Golden Core might be the foundation of his path to Proving Dao with Power.

Daluo Golden Core!

Yes, Ye Xuan named this Golden Core he had condensed himself because it was coalesced as he stepped towards the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.

Ye Xuan felt an ultimate sublimation, not just in his Cultivation but also in a transformation of his spirit.

He felt as if he was isolated from the Three Realms, surrounded by an extraordinary and transcendent aura.

This aura did not belong to the Three Realms.

That subtle transcendent aura, although faint, genuinely existed within him.

Ye Xuan was absolutely certain that he was no longer a Luotian Golden Immortal; he had stepped into a mysterious realm, yet this realm was not Daluo.

It was as if he was between the two, in a state of breaking out of a chrysalis into a butterfly.

Accumulation, brewing, bursting forth in one fell swoop—to turn heaven and earth on their heads.

After refining the Cultivation of the Blood God King, Ye Xuan knew his situation.

When he had devoured enough power, when he could cultivate the Golden Core to Great Success, he would step into the realm of Daluo.

However, his Daluo realm would not be comparable to an ordinary Daluo Golden Immortal; as for how strong, Ye Xuan dared not yet conclude.

Nine Revolutions of Daluo Method!

Ye Xuan named the realm he was currently in, for he could fully feel that the Golden Core in his Sea of Consciousness was extremely ethereal and still needed to devour a vast amount of Cultivation.

As the saying goes, swallowing a Golden Core means my fate is mine to control, not dictated by the heavens—this is the initial threshold of Proving Dao with Power.

Whoosh!

A turbid qi forcefully expelled from Ye Xuan’s mouth, causing a muffled sound in the surrounding space.

At that moment, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a streak of golden light quietly flashing across the depths of his eyes.

Crack!

His fists clenched, as if shattering the space around them, creating ripples in the void.

This brought a smile to Ye Xuan’s face, excitement gleaming in his eyes.

Power, supremely mighty power—Ye Xuan felt his whole body brimming with strength, as if a punch from him could even shatter Heaven and Earth.

Of course, Ye Xuan had not truly convinced himself that he could shatter Heaven and Earth; it was merely an illusion of his.

In the depths of his destiny, Ye Xuan sensed that if he could prove the Dao with power, breaking the Heavenly Dao would not be out of the question.

The Blood God King died, his soul scattering, and the entire mountain belly fell eerily silent.

Ye Xuan calmly rose and walked leisurely towards the outside world; his journey had just begun.

He resolved to make the Heavenly Ridge his foundation and then stir up the storms of the Three Realms.

Boom!

The mountain belly shattered, and with one step, when Ye Xuan appeared above the Heavenly Ridge, the eight Great Demon Kings instantly sensed it and came forward to meet Ye Xuan.

“Greetings to Great King Kong Li.”

The eight Great Demon Kings bowed in respect, not mentioning a word about the Blood God King.

Clearly, they knew that the Blood God King was bound to die, and bringing him up would only make them uncomfortable.

“Great King Kong Li?”

Ye Xuan frowned, finding the title vulgar and extremely displeasing.

Ye Xuan gazed towards the Taihao Stars, where a brilliant Beichen Star twinkled in the heavenly vault.

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The Heavenly Court was to the east, with the Jade Emperor’s throne; Ye Xuan was in the north, corresponding to the Beichen Star.

This inspired him to declare aloud, “I do not like the term ‘Great King.’ From now on, you may address me as ‘Great Saint Beichen.'”

The eight Great Demon Kings were slightly stunned by the self-proclaimed title and seemed to want to say something, but they swallowed their words.

It was no wonder that the eight Great Demon Kings were astonished.

Self-proclaiming as a “Great Saint” was essentially an act courting death, for using the word “saint” could be seen as disrespectful to real saints, surely attracting calamities.

Recalling the Monkey who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Court and proclaimed himself the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, and later formed sworn brotherhood with Lower Realm Demon Kings with various titles—Great Sage Who Pacifies Heaven, Great Sage Who Covers the Sea—eventually, they turned against each other, hidden away in the Earth Immortal Realm, their former titles becoming nothing but a joke.

Nevertheless, the eight Great Demon Kings did not comment further; although they did not understand Ye Xuan fully, they knew well of his tyrannical and ruthless nature, and were not ones to invite trouble.

“I have seen Great Saint Beichen,” the eight Great Demon Kings worshiped, showing utmost reverence.

Ye Xuan was very pleased with the servile attitude of the eight Great Demon Kings.

He did not need their loyalty; it was enough that they obeyed him.

Of course, should they harbor any ulterior motives, Ye Xuan would not hesitate to slaughter them.

Surrounded by the eight Great Demon Kings, Ye Xuan entered the Nine Demon Cave again, now as the master of the Heavenly Ridge, naturally, he would inquire about all matters, big and small.

Inside the Nine Demon Cave!

Ye Xuan sat at the highest seat, the eight Great Demon Kings flanked on both sides, and numerous demons below them were silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe heavily, clearly exhibiting great awe towards Ye Xuan.

“As the saying goes, without rules, there is no square or circle; the rules of the Heavenly Ridge need to be changed.”

Ye Xuan tapped his fingers on the table, making a tapping sound that seemed to strike on the demons’ hearts, making them force smiles and continuously nodding their heads.

“What eldest brother says is right, as long as you command, brother, we will naturally follow,” Candle Dragon King chuckled sycophantically, hastily clarifying his stance, clearly worried that Ye Xuan might settle old scores after autumn, and this behavior was also an indirect way to please Ye Xuan.

“Whatever eldest brother commands, this little sister will comply,” Qingqiu King bowed softly with a seductive smile, giving off an ensnaring allure.

With two leading the way, the rest of the Demon Kings expressed themselves one after another, all showing their loyalty, which made the Nine Demon Cave suddenly grow boisterous.

“First of all, I really dislike this dirty and disorderly environment; tell the Little Demons below to clean up the million miles of the Heavenly Ridge for me.”