Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 701

Not just Luo Yan, but everyone else couldn’t wrap their heads around this either, because this situation was absolutely ludicrous, yet here we are!

It completely shattered all previous understandings!

“Father, I truly suspect that the Divine Court must be involved in this. How else could the Celestial Court pull this off without their help?”

As the thoughts raced through his mind, Luo Yan voiced his inner doubts.

This had been a lingering suspicion for him!

After all, how could nearly one hundred thousand Ancient Saints and close to ten million Saints all be wiped out in such a tiny world?

Luo Wuliang fought to repress his emotions, his gaze dark and terrifying. “I have my doubts too, but our spies have not seen anyone from the Divine Court assisting the Holy Realm. If that were the case, the Nine Nether would surely have known in advance and wouldn’t be left in the dark.”

The Divine Court monitored the Nine Nether, and the Nine Nether kept an eye on the Divine Court. Both sides had their snitches and spies in place; this wasn’t a secret to the upper echelons.

If anything unusual happened, they’d know instantly, unless a Creation Saint personally intervened to obscure the heavenly secrets, which would allow things to pass almost perfectly unnoticed.

But, is that even possible?

Such a level of contest hasn’t yet risen to that height.

Keep in mind that in the current universe, there are only two Creation Saints: one is the Nine Nether Lord, and the other is the Divine Court Lord!

These two hold an extraordinarily lofty position, balancing each other from the shadows to maintain an intricate equilibrium over the ages.

A mere Holy Realm would hardly catch their attention!

Thus, Luo Wuliang dismissed that conjecture.

Yet, the more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

Because that would mean the annihilation of the Nine Nether legion was solely the handiwork of the Celestial Court.

This reality was just as hard for him to accept!

“Father, how about I personally lead a team to meet this Ye Junlin guy?” Luo Yan seemed to have made up his mind, his eyes bursting with a fierce brilliance.

If the outside world learned that Luo Yan, the son of the Asura Clan leader, was personally heading out to deal with the lord of the Celestial Court, you can bet the uproar would overshadow the destruction of the Nine Nether legion!

The reason was simple.

Luo Yan not only had a noble identity but, more importantly, he was incredibly powerful—a legendary genius of the Asura Clan, recognized as the strongest supreme being of the younger generation throughout the Nine Nether!

How could it not cause a stir among many factions when such a top-tier prodigy decided to take action personally?

After all, compared to this so-called strongest Saint King, the Nine Nether legion sent out earlier would look like ants in front of him!

Luo Wuliang looked at the tall, sturdy man who bore some resemblance to him and felt a tinge of relief in his eyes. But then, as if recalling something, he shook his head and said sternly:

“You are the son of Luo Wuliang, and every action you take represents the Asura Clan and the Nine Nether. If you get involved, even if you ultimately crush the Holy Realm, it will only give the Divine Court an opportunity to exploit this. We can’t afford to lose face!”

“Instead of wasting time on this, you should promptly refine your Yan Luo Heart and break through to the Saint Ancestor Realm soon! I intend to hand over the clan leader position to you!”

Upon hearing this,

Luo Yan had no choice but to relent and bowed his head. “Yes, Father!”

The Saint Ancestor Realm is a substantial watershed in the Holy Realm; only those who reach this stage can achieve great transcendence and freely roam the universe, unafraid of any threats from cosmic storms.

They are also recognized as superpowerhouses among all races, standing at the very top of the Holy Realm pyramid!

Without a Creation Saint, the Saint Ancestor Realm is the strongest—one hand covering the sky!

In reality, both the Nine Nether Lord and the Divine Court Lord, these two Creation Saints typically don’t show themselves; they keep a low profile, leaving many matters to be handled by those below them, namely the powerful figures of the Saint Ancestor Realm.

Thus, in the public’s perception, reaching the Saint Ancestor Realm is seen as the ultimate peak achievable by a Saint!

And since Luo Yan cultivated the Floating Buddha Yan Luo Technique from a young age, an ancient power passed down in his family, the technique is profoundly esoteric with unparalleled might. When mastered to its peak, it can condense the Yan Luo Heart, and if completely refined, it allows one to breakthrough to the Saint Ancestor Realm.

Of course, this technique is extremely difficult to cultivate. All royal family members have the right to learn it, but very few can even get started. Fortunately, Luo Yan is exceptionally gifted, far surpassing others in this domain, and he is now just a step away from achieving mastery in the technique.

Once he reaches that mastery, he can breakthrough to the Saint Ancestor Realm and secure his position as the future clan leader!

This is of utmost importance—there must be no mistakes!

“I take my leave.”

After Luo Yan exited, only Luo Wuliang remained in the hall, standing with his hands clasped behind him, his gaze shifting as if lost in thought.

Suddenly,

He felt a stirring in his chest.

Luo Wuliang’s expression changed dramatically as he pulled out a black-and-red token adorned with strange talismans. At that moment, the token was vibrating furiously, feeling hot to the touch.

“It’s from the Lord!”

The Lord in question was the Nine Nether Lord.

No one knows where the Nine Nether Lord came from, nor do they belong to any race; it seems they have existed since the universe was born, strong enough to exist in the same era as the Divine Court Lord.

Thus far, nearly all decisions have been made in meetings among the ten clans of the Nine Nether.

The Nine Nether Lord rarely intervenes directly, but when they issue an order, it is always an extremely vital matter that must be unanimously enforced from top to bottom without any slack.

Now, at this crucial moment, the Nine Nether Lord personally sending a message to him made

Luo Wuliang, who usually fears nothing, feel a bit flustered, almost like a subordinate caught doing something wrong being reprimanded by their superior…

Luo Wuliang took a deep breath, and before he could prepare himself, the token slipped from his hand and floated above him.

Swish~!

A massive hazy silhouette appeared; half of it seemed shrouded in darkness, radiating an unfathomable aura akin to an abyss, giving one a chilling, desolate feeling.

In an instant, Luo Wuliang felt immense pressure, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

His formerly straight back bent involuntarily at that moment, and in a humble bow, he respectfully said, “Luo Wuliang pays his respects to the Lord!”

To a Creation Saint, a Saint Ancestor is merely an ant, akin to the difference between a deity and a mortal.

Even someone as remarkable as Luo Wuliang, who once aspired to surpass this, eventually smoothed his edges and accepted reality.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~

The hazy, eerie silhouette rippled like water, finally uttering just two words, resonating like thunder, shaking his very soul.

“Kunlun…”

Kunlun?

Luo Wuliang frowned, confusion flashing in his eyes.

What surprised him was that the Nine Nether Lord didn’t assign blame for the current situation, as if the annihilation of the Nine Nether legion was just an inconsequential number, hardly worth mentioning!

Instead, the Nine Nether Lord seemed particularly concerned about the Kunlun Realm!

The conversation lasted for half a stick of incense.

Then, that cold, dark massive silhouette vanished in an instant, and the token returned to Luo Wuliang’s hand.

Luo Wuliang’s expression was obscure, his feelings complex.

He simply couldn’t understand why the Nine Nether Lord would hold the Kunlun Realm in such high regard; even if it were once an indestructible world, any resurgence after recovery would pose limited threats to the Nine Nether. Was it really necessary to focus so much on it?

But as the subordinate, he could only execute the order.

“Relay my command: convene the ten clans meeting!”

Meanwhile,

In an unknown, mysterious space, a bizarre figure that constantly switched between the ethereal and the corporeal sat quietly on a throne of bones.

This was one of the highest beings in the universe, the ruler of the Nine Nether Realm, the Yin Emperor!

The Yin Emperor’s gaze was profound, as if traversing endless star systems, landing on a magnificent planet, and slowly uttering a few words,

“Everything is still in time…”