Lu Yuan was consumed by a searing rage! How could he not be furious!

Son of the Desolate! Lou demands your death!

As the inferno of Lu Yuan’s anger rose, so too did a monstrous killing intent. This blaze of fury and this intent to kill surged into the New Sword World, dramatically accelerating its rate of evolution.

Pangu awoke, felt the surrounding chaos, and angrily cleaved the world with his axe. Emotion, in fact, is the catalyst for world evolution.

Lu Yuan, apart from that one instance when cultivating the Seven Emotions where he intentionally spiked them to the extreme using a special state, normally maintained extremely low emotional levels. He hadn't paid much heed to it before, and during the world's initial genesis, a lack of strong emotion would have only required more time, but now, spurred by rage and killing intent, the evolution was speeding up drastically.

A world thrives on diversity, not monotony. Changes swept across the sky; thunder appeared, clouds gathered, rain began to fall, and the wind howled.

The roar of thunder echoed—this was the first thunder in the New Sword World. Streaks of lightning split the clouds, and rain descended, pattering onto the leaves of the earth.

The foliage burst forth with new shoots, and the ground itself transformed: mountains rose, valleys deepened, sheer cliffs formed—the earth became rich and variegated. As the land shifted, so did the oceans.

Seawater evaporated into the rain, which then nourished the earth. Because the topography had taken on every conceivable form, lakes materialized, rivers carved paths, channels formed—water displayed all its manifold shapes.

The New Sword World was evolving at an incredible pace. Even in the oceans, simple, mobile life forms began to emerge.

These beings possessed only the most rudimentary sentience, yet it was slightly higher than that of plants. Lu Yuan felt his own consciousness expanding boundlessly—this was the birth of a world.

A Minor Thousand World! Lu Yuan almost cried out.

To witness the birth of a Minor Thousand World firsthand—what an overwhelmingly thrilling experience this was. At last, he was on the verge of reaching the eighth heaven of the World Realm: the True Realm.

At this point, as the evolution between heaven and earth reached a certain threshold, the rapid genesis abruptly slowed. The world would continue to evolve, but the pace was nowhere near what it had been.

Simultaneously, a profound understanding flashed in Lu Yuan’s mind: he had attained the eighth heaven of the World Realm, the True Realm. Upon reaching the eighth heaven, Lu Yuan felt his entire reservoir of arcane power surge upward, climbing to a height far exceeding any previous increment.

At the very core of this New Sword World stood a colossal, sky-piercing tree—the Minor Sword Dao Tree. In the clouds above this tree, a gateway of the Dao of the Sword faintly shimmered.

Concurrently, in the daytime sky, three suns blazed with light: one true sun, one representing the primordial character 'Zheng' (), and one avatar embodying the character 'Dao' (). And at night, two moons shone down: one genuine moon, and one avatar embodying the character 'Ke' ().

Sentient creatures populated the oceans, and the land was carpeted with grass and leaves. This was his world!

As Lu Yuan gazed upon his creation with deep emotion, because he had just entered the eighth heaven of the World Realm, his personal Minor Thousand World briefly manifested, visible to several figures in the Central Celestial Dynasty's Confucian Civilization faction, including Kong Ni, Su Yue Mian, Kong Mingde, and others. For a fleeting moment, they perceived the semi-eclipsed reality of the Minor Thousand World.

"So vast!" Kong Ni groaned aloud. "That is Junior Brother Li's Minor World!" Su Yue Mian muttered.

"What monster was I just fighting..." Meng Wei touched his head mutely, thinking he must have suffered a momentary fever of the mind. "This!

This Minor Thousand World is absolutely enormous...!" This was Kong Mingde. He had always prided himself on his own Minor Thousand World being four times the size of an average person's, but now he realized that the Minor Thousand World forming as Li Taishi broke through to the True Realm stage was a staggering twelve times the size of a normal one—this metric was simply unbelievable.

Four times versus twelve times. His own four times marked him as a rare talent within the Confucian Civilization.

But what did Li Taishi's twelve times signify? For the first time, Kong Mingde understood that his own fourfold achievement was hardly anything to boast about now.

Not that his four times was weak—four times was certainly powerful—it was just that Li Taishi’s twelve times was so exaggerated it overshadowed everything else. "A Minor Thousand World twelve times the norm?

That puts him almost on the level of the Seven Children of Fortune. Esteemed Deputy Master of the Confucian Civilization, where did you find someone whose foundation rivals the Seven Children of Fortune?" another disciple remarked.

"Where did a monster of this caliber emerge from?" a different disciple asked. "With such a figure, our Confucian Civilization is assured of great prosperity," stated Yan Qing Han, the senior disciple of the Sage Virtue Civilization.

These disciples under the Civilization-level figures of the Confucian faction rarely exhibited jealousy. As cultivators of the Confucian Way, they valued the concept that a gentleman should not be a mere tool; within this, lay great magnanimity.

These disciples had all been meticulously nurtured by Civilization-level masters and were themselves outstanding talents; they possessed this breadth of spirit. After an unmeasured span of time, Lu Yuan opened his eyes, waking from his breakthrough.

He was finally in the eighth heaven of the World Realm, but even now, he knew he was no match for the Son of the Desolate. Recalling the sheer power of the Son of the Desolate still sent tremors through him; the Son of the Desolate was a figure poised to challenge the Fifty Heavenly Rankings.

Now, he needed to determine how to cultivate towards the ninth heaven of the World Realm: the Unification Realm. The True Realm currently prevented him from channeling the entire might of his created world into a single strike.

The ninth heaven, the Unification Realm, allowed the combat power of the personal, created world to be wholly integrated and bestowed upon the living being, causing an instantaneous explosion in combat strength. Every strike unleashed carried the power of a Minor Thousand World.

The combat prowess achieved in this stage was terrifyingly immense; thus, the ninth heaven vastly surpassed the eighth. How should he ascend to the ninth heaven, the Unification Realm?

The Confucian Civilization was not like the Sword Gate; the latter possessed sparse records. However, the Confucian Civilization held a substantial collection of relevant materials.

Lu Yuan researched for a while and finally confirmed the methods for breaking through to the ninth heaven. There were two primary paths to attain the Unification Realm.

One path was the 'Resource Stream,' involving obtaining treasures like the Human Realm Unification Fruit, the No-Self, No-Other Pill, and similar items, any of which offered a certain probability of achieving the breakthrough. The second path was the 'Enlightenment Stream,' where certain supreme experts bypassed external resources entirely, relying solely on their own comprehension to reach the ninth heaven—meaning the requirement for this stage was remarkably broad.

It seemed his path to the ninth heaven would not be easy. For the following several months, Lu Yuan immersed himself in contemplating the ninth heaven, even drastically reducing his consumption of his favorite wines.

Time was pressing now, all in preparation for the opening of the Civilization Holy Land. This upcoming opening was a key focus for his breakthrough into the Civilization Realm, which he considered the true starting point for genuine freedom.

Without entering the Civilization Realm, one remained shackled by various limitations; once ascended, those restrictions vanished, allowing one to roam the heavens and earth at will. However, despite his intense efforts over these months to reach the Unification Realm, he saw virtually no progress.

Finally, only one month remained until the Civilization Holy Land opened. The Confucian Civilization was currently finalizing the roster of participants.

Figures like Kong Mingde and Kong Ni, who were at the half-step World Realm, were included, as were Meng Wei and Su Yue Mian. "What?

You aren't going to the Civilization Holy Land?" Upon hearing this news, Kong Mingde, Kong Ni, Meng Wei, and Su Yue Mian were all astonished. They had fully expected that Junior Brother Li, with his peerless potential and staggering genius, would certainly attend the Holy Land.

The news that Li Taishi would abstain left them utterly shocked, prompting them to seek an explanation. They were overwhelmingly curious.

Attending the Holy Land offered numerous advantages, many directly related to breaking through to the Civilization Realm, so virtually anyone offered the chance would go. And since the Confucian Civilization was a Civilization-level power, adding one more Li Taishi was hardly an insurmountable difficulty compared to the restrictions faced by those under Supreme Great Sects.

The fact that Li Taishi refused was simply madness. It was utterly inconceivable.

Kong Ni explained, "Whenever the Civilization Holy Land opens, almost everyone participates, save for those on the Fifty Heavenly Rankings, including many half-step Civilization Realm experts. This is because it holds crucial keys to entering the Civilization Realm.

The reason the fifty on the Rankings don't attend isn't that they disregard what's inside; rather, every person on those rankings is a figure of earth-shattering importance, and the youngest among them has lived for at least seventy thousand years. They have already reaped all the benefits the Holy Land offers, so they have no need to return.

Everyone else must." "When everyone else is going, you refuse?" Kong Ni asked, deeply bewildered. Lu Yuan offered a wry, helpless smile.

"I have my own reasons for not going; my apologies." The truth was simple: he was stretched thin. He needed to attend the Holy Land as Lu Yuan, not as Li Taishi.

Therefore, the identity of Li Taishi had to remain dormant for a period, unable to appear at the Holy Land. Thus, within the Confucian Civilization sphere, he announced his non-attendance.

Seeing Li Taishi's firm resolve, the others tried persuasion for a while longer before finally giving up and departing. Lu Yuan let out a long breath.

Finally, the Civilization Holy Land, a sacred ground he had long known about, was opening. At last, he would reappear in the Central Celestial Dynasty under the identity of Lu Yuan.

Having used the Li Taishi persona for so long, he truly missed being Lu Yuan. (The final three days, also the first day of Double Monthly Tickets!

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