Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Accompanied by a faint golden glow emanating from Zhao Sheng's entire body, streams of pure mana flowed like water from his hands onto the blood-colored talismans, causing them to shimmer with a faint blood glow.

After finishing his incantation, Zhao Sheng suddenly spat out a mouthful of crimson essence blood, which sprayed onto the blood-colored talismans.

In an instant, the talismans' blood glow intensified, igniting into a mass of blood-colored light flame, erupting and transforming into a vast expanse of swirling blood light that expanded toward the surrounding void.

Zhao Sheng's gaze sharpened, and a thread of divine light shot out from the center of his forehead, merging into the blood light.

Once the swirling blood light enveloped the altar and all thirty-six array flags, all the flags simultaneously erupted with intense blood light.

A massive, dazzling blood light shot skyward, instantly condensing into tens of thousands of "threads" that shot out in all directions, vanishing in an instant into the depths of the dark void.

Utilizing the power of the formation, Zhao Sheng pushed the potential of the Bloodline Resonance Technique to its extreme, amplifying its effect a thousandfold.

Zhao Sheng then sat cross-legged, closing his eyes. Inside, his essence blood surged like boiling water, and the divine light at his brow shone as brightly as the sun, as he fully sensed the resonance deep within his bloodline.

One breath,

Two breaths,

Three breaths,

...

An entire tea's time passed, and Zhao Sheng still hadn't sensed any feedback from the bloodline resonance.

Just as he was about to regretfully give up, he suddenly detected a faint, unusual disturbance "rippling" from deep within his bloodline.

Once,

Twice,

Although this disturbance was faint to the point of being nearly imperceptible, Zhao Sheng accurately "grasped" it.

"It comes from... above!" Zhao Sheng thought with wild joy, suddenly opening his eyes wide and looking straight upwards.

There... was still vast, deep, boundless darkness, but it pointed the way home.

Zhao Sheng soared into the air, a vast stream of divine light spilling from his brow, sweeping up the altar and array flags and swiftly sending them into the Sumeru Ring on his right index finger.

Then, with a wave of his right hand, a flash of light appeared, and a small space disc, a hundred feet in diameter, entirely forged from Black Tansy Gold, emerged before him.

With a thought, Zhao Sheng manipulated the disc ship, its belly silently splitting open to reveal a doorway, and he swiftly entered.

The next second, the disc ship shot skyward, transformed into a streak of black light, and disappeared without a trace into the dark void...

...

"First year of voyage, the void sea ahead is empty, with no signs of life present... Bloodline disturbance intensity remains unchanged!"

"Tenth year of voyage, the void sea ahead remains unchanging, with no signs of life present... Disturbance intensity unchanged, beginning to organize all I've learned..."

"Sixtieth year of voyage, everything is as usual with no changes... Consumed a vast amount of top-grade Spirit Stones; the disc ship switches to constant speed flight... I discovered that in the 'spiritless vacuum environment', Spiritual Energy disperses much faster, and even the transformed mana is being worn away non-stop... An interesting phenomenon; now I have another way to pass the time!"

"Hundredth year of voyage... I've made a grand discovery, must write it down immediately... Haha, turns out 'fire' isn't just fire, but also..."

"One hundred and fiftieth year of voyage... The disc ship was worn out by void turbulence, I had to refine another one to continue toward home... Today is a day of great joy; the disturbance intensity unexpectedly increased slightly, maintaining my expectations... But bad news, my cultivation has stalled, it seems returning to void is hopeless in this life!"

"Two hundredth year of voyage... Today, the last star's glow was finally completely consumed by darkness, but I am not surprised at all. Compared to being lost at sea, this loneliness is nothing... Oh no, the Primordial Spirit is inexplicably weakening, possibly affected by the void sea environment, or under some unknown attack... Consumed all Replenishing God Elixirs, but the effect is minimal, the power of the Primordial Spirit continues to drain..."

"... After countless deductions, I confirm once again that the Outer Void Sea is full of unknown dangers. Some unknown law exists here, continuously wearing down one's Divine Soul. Currently, no methods can avoid this; I can only try to slow down the 'aging' speed of the Divine Soul."

"Two hundredth year of voyage... Another milestone, the disc ship has now traveled a Constant Year's distance, yet the void sea ahead remains the same... Affected by the special environment, I've made significant progress in comprehending the Fire Dao; what used to maintain for three days before collapsing has smoothly increased to ten days.

... The disturbance intensity seems to have increased a bit, perhaps it's an illusion..."

"Three hundred... well, just call it three hundred years, it's only a number anyway... I've temporarily thought of a method to substantially slow down the draining of Primordial Spirit power, barely maintaining the Divinity Transformation Realm... The will of the Primordial Cell has inexplicably surged, but the lifespan strangely decreased, suspected to be influenced by the void sea laws... Must warn the descendants in the next life, unless the Primordial Spirit is accomplished, never attempt to cross the void sea!"

...

While voyaging in the vast, boundless, yet deathly silent Outer Void Sea, the greatest enemy is never time, but the countless unimaginable unknowns and mysteries.

Three hundred and twenty-eighth year of voyage, the dark void sea remains as vast and silent as always!

In the control cabin on the upper deck of the disc ship, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless like a statue.

At this moment, a fist-sized blazing white fireball was quietly burning in the air in front of him, its bright glow illuminating the dim environment of the cabin.

Hoo～

After a long time, Zhao Sheng's body trembled, and he let out a long breath, his body shimmering with a watery glow, bringing him completely back to life.