Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Zhao Sheng's expression changed, the hardness of this mysterious Golden Pillar was beyond his imagination.

He bent his knees and crouched down, with a gesture of his right hand, the Jade White Flying Sword fell from the sky into his hand.

Then, he inserted the tip of the sword into the gap between the scales, his right arm's muscles swelled impressively, and as he channeled his Mana, the force bolstered onto the flying sword was easily over a million jun.

Bang bang!

Sword Light burst forth, an overwhelming power capable of moving mountains and lifting peaks erupted in an instant.

However, the small dark golden scales were as if welded to the ground, not even budging an inch, only the golden light on the surface of the scales became brighter and eventually ascended to more than three feet high.

Looking at the golden light before him, Zhao Sheng's face suddenly revealed a look of ecstatic joy.

Because in a fleeting glimpse, he sensed that deep within the golden light, there unexpectedly emerged a familiar complex symbol, which was none other than the Tao True Text "Firm."

Within the golden light, there weren't just the Tao True Text "Firm," but also many other Tao True Texts of the same caliber.

However, due to the special nature of the Tao True Texts, the moment Zhao Sheng saw them, he forgot them, leaving behind only faint traces in the depths of his Divine Soul.

A moment later, Zhao Sheng was shocked to find that the consumption rate of his Divine Thought was terrifyingly fast, having consumed nearly half of his spiritual power in just a brief time.

He quickly pulled back his flying sword, the golden light on the ground flashed, and everything returned to its original state.

After tucking the flying sword into his sleeve, he released the Thousand Flame Tripod for protection, Zhao Sheng gazed at the Dark Gold Giant Pillar which seemed bottomless, feeling overjoyed in his heart.

Despite not knowing what this place was or if there were any dangers present, after seeing the True Text "Firm," his spirit was greatly reassured.

It was just then, he caught a glimpse of a "Radiant Light" drifting from a thousand yards to the side and front, almost imperceptible if not for his sharp Eye Power.

"There's Outer Heaven Mysterious Essence here too?!" Zhao Sheng's figure rose up, flying towards it slowly, waving his hand to cast a Magic Power Mysterious Light that enveloped the Outer Heaven Mysterious Essence and pulled it in front of him.

After observing for a while, he found that this object was indistinguishable from those in the outside world, yet it contained a trace of unknown Law Traces.

Even with his eyesight, he could not discern which Taoist Law these traces were from, sensing the presence of birth, death, illusion, destruction... among others, incredibly complex.

Zhao Sheng's expression became puzzled, then he took out a blank Top-grade Spirit Stone and carefully sealed it inside.

After placing the sealed Spirit Stone back into the Storage Space Seal, Zhao Sheng's gaze flickered as he surveyed his surroundings.

He was convinced that this place definitely harbored danger and was not as calm and safe as it appeared.

Zhao Sheng's expression grew solemn, as he released a series of High-level Talismans and donned an extra layer of dark purple armor. This was a top-grade magic treasure with Wind and Thunder attributes, known as the Purple Thunder Armor.

Having done all this, he took a breath of relief, held the Thousand Flame Tripod above his head, and quickly checked his possessions.

However, he soon experienced a change in his expression because something was missing.

The Nine Nether Tower he had previously acquired had vanished under eerily mysterious circumstances.

Who took it away?

Zhao Sheng's complexion fluctuated, and without lingering any longer, he silently bolstered his defenses, retracted his presence, and flew into the air, gliding noiselessly along the Golden Pillar towards the front.

After flying for a good quarter of an hour, Zhao Sheng did not know how far he had traveled, estimating it to be thousands of miles, but the surrounding Void was still unchanging darkness, Chaos, obscure, with Space-time Storms rising and fading.

In this Giant Pillar space, silence and desolation prevailed, without any sign of life or any anomaly along the way, only the boundlessness of the giant Golden Pillar remained.

During his flight, Zhao Sheng discovered that the consumption rate of his Divine Thought was frightening, often reducing by eighty percent after just two to three hours of flying.

Even seated in Meditation to recuperate, his Divine Thought continued to deplete unconsciously, and even more rapidly.

Were it not for the abundance of Elixir Pills he had refined, he truly would not have been able to persist for long.

Two days later, Zhao Sheng stood suspended in midair, his gaze fixed on the endless stretch of the Golden Pillar before him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he shook his head.

Although up to now there hadn't been any dangers encountered, now was not the time to relax, because the more peaceful it seemed, the more it often signified an anomaly.

Zhao Sheng occasionally wondered if he had taken the wrong direction from the start.

However, as the Outer Heaven Mysterious Essence kept appearing more frequently along the way, he quickly reinforced his decision.

After a brief contemplation, Zhao Sheng descended to the ground and with a wave of his hand, he set up an array barrier in the surrounding void, instantly concealing his aura.

Having done this, he then sat down cross-legged and consumed a Three Returns Essence God Pill. In an instant, a faint golden light spread from his brow, and the roaring sound of a tsunami emanated from his Dantian.

Zhao Sheng was prepared for the worst, ready to break free from this place if trapped, and bet his life by entering the Void Realm Space-Time.

With no day or night in this space, he didn't know how much time had passed, but it must have been over a month.

Zhao Sheng was enveloped in a golden blaze as he shot forward, the surrounding void still dead and chaotic.

He continued straight ahead, with the Dark Gold Giant Pillars extending infinitely forward as if there was no end.

Even so, Zhao Sheng refused to believe he would not reach the end.

Eventually, his perseverance was rewarded. After flying straight ahead for several more days, a faint transparent membrane with innumerable indescribable swirls and ripples suddenly appeared before him.

This transparent membrane stretched directly through the void, extending infinitely in all directions, as if this was the end of the road.

Zhao Sheng paused for a moment, then with a flicker of his form, he came to a halt beside the membrane.

Instead of rashly touching it, he narrowed his eyes and gently released a strand of Divine Thought to probe it.

But as soon as the Divine Thought touched the membrane, it was immediately bounced back by a gentle force.

His heart chilled, Zhao Sheng pondered for a moment before he cautiously approached the membrane and lightly touched it with his finger.

At that moment, an unexpected change occurred!

The membrane immediately flared up with a soft white light, which swiftly enveloped his body.

Before Zhao Sheng could react, his vision blurred, and he was struck by a sensation of dizziness, promptly losing consciousness.

When he regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he saw a vast and bright grassland above, with knee-high lush green grass swaying like waves in the breeze, filling his nose with the fresh scent of flowers and grasses.

The Heavenly Vault was endlessly high, with massive white clouds that covered the sky, but in the depths of the Heavenly Curtain, numerous dazzling Star Rivers could be seen crossing the sky, boundless and endless.

This was a vast and magnificent world.

In front of Zhao Sheng lay a range of continuous mountains, each one exceptionally tall. Ordinary peaks soared thousands of zhang high, and there were countless peaks that were even taller.

At a glance, innumerable giant peaks pierced the skies, as if connected with heaven and earth, reminiscent of the towering pillars from ancient times, exuding an air of vast grandeur.

The mountains were dotted with ancient trees thick enough to be wrapped by dozens of people, and clear springs and streams wove through them, in a serene scene.

In this splendid world, there was an abundance of nature's spiritual energy, far surpassing any place Zhao Sheng had previously visited, which filled him with wonder.

Amidst the meadow at his feet, a variety of exotic flowers and fruits, as well as Spirit Grass and Spiritual Medicine, could be found everywhere, and most of them were species he had not seen before.

Repressing his astonishment, Zhao Sheng formed a hand seal, and with a flash akin to Instantaneous Movement, he landed atop a nearby mountain.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked back up into the sky, only to see a layer of membrane a thousand zhang up slowly dissipating, clearly the very thing that had transported him here.

Zhao Sheng's gaze shifted, looking to the shadowy side of the mountains, where there grew a lush green Spirit Grass. Its vibrant green stems bore several lotus flowers made of jade, which emanated a cold aura.

The Water Vapor around it condensed upon encountering the cold, creating a faint mist that spiraled upwards around the Spirit Grass, lending it a somewhat dreamlike appearance.

"Ten-thousand-year-old Snow Lotus?" Zhao Sheng's gaze sparkled as he recognized this Spirit Grass.