Tycoon War God

Chapter 800: Swinging the Sword to Cut the Past, Perfect Foundation Establishment!



Chapter 800: Swinging the Sword to Cut the Past, Perfect Foundation Establishment!

Lin Mu did not respond to Shangguan Shiming’s words. Instead, his fingers caressed the Peach Wood Sword as if he were reminiscing about something.

His Divine Sense poured into the Peach Wood Sword.

The next moment, the scene changed, and heaven and earth turned upside down.

An old man with white hair and a beard stood between heaven and earth.

"I, Li Changsheng, took three steps into the Dao and achieved Core Formation!

"Thirty years later, I reached the Middle Stage of Core Formation; after fifty years, the Late Stage; and after eighty years, Nascent Soul Peak.

"After one hundred and twenty years, I advanced to Golden Core, achieving an unprecedented realm.

"However, for the next sixteen hundred years, I made no further progress.

"Only now do I understand that this minor world is both an opportunity and a prison.

"Trapped in the Ancient Land Minor World, I could only stop at the Golden Core stage. What a pity..."

The final sigh seemed to travel from the distant past to the present day.

Shangguan Shiming’s face was streamed with tears, as if she could sense the desolation and helplessness of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s first ancestor. He possessed exceptional talent that surpassed all others, yet he was confined within a minor world, doomed to a lonely and desolate end.

What sorrow this was.

"Sir..."

Shangguan Shiming looked toward Lin Mu. In her eyes, Lin Wudi was also an exceptional Proud Son of Heaven.

In the future, will Lin Wudi also end up like Li Changsheng, unable to make any progress, and die in solitude?

Lin Mu, however, did not notice the pity in Shangguan Shiming’s eyes.

He continued to stroke the Peach Wood Sword, his heart filled with emotion.

"It turns out, you spent your whole life without awakening the memories of your past life. What a pity," Lin Mu sighed. Without another word, he flicked the Peach Wood Sword with his finger.

In an instant, a series of phantoms emerged from the Peach Wood Sword.

Men and women, old and young, peddlers and passersby, came and went in a bustling, lively scene. At that moment, Shangguan Shiming felt as if she had arrived at a mundane market.

Flicking the sword, Lin Mu began to chant, "Ten thousand years ago, you died alone. Today, with your sword, I will achieve a perfect Foundation Establishment and fulfill one of your final wishes!"

As his words fell, Lin Mu brandished the sword forward.

"Sever!"

The moment the Peach Wood Sword fell, heaven and earth shifted, the universe cycled, and countless silhouettes appeared in the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion.

The light and shadows enveloped all directions, like a mirage or as if an entire world had descended upon the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion.

Juling Yin and the other Proud Sons of Heaven, who had not gone far, all saw the world transform, as if they had stepped into another mortal realm.

"What is this?" Juling Yin looked up in confusion.

Li Duanjian was also perplexed.

Within the light and shadows...

There were Immortals shattering worlds with a single sword!

There were Deities breaking planets with a single palm!!

There were great generals battling on all fronts!!!

There were Emperors deciding the fate of the world with a single word!!!!

The spectacles within the light and shadows were inconceivable.

One person seemed to be the protagonist of this world, with most of the visions revolving around this individual.

At first, this person was but a Mortal in the Immortal Realm, fighting with beggars over scraps of food just to survive.

Not long after, with unparalleled wisdom, this person amassed a vast fortune, becoming a magnate of immense wealth and influence!

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

By a fortuitous coincidence, this person obtained a Cultivation Secret Manual, and from then on, his rise was unstoppable.

Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Heavenly Tribulation, True Immortal.

Waging wars on all fronts and slaying countless enemies, this person eventually stood above heaven and earth, immortal and everlasting, with all other Immortals coming to pay homage.

With his power alone, this individual suppressed all directions. All Immortals submitted, and all gods knelt in reverence.

This... was Emperor Zun!

Everyone felt as if they had just witnessed the entire life of a great emperor. Together with him, they had experienced an extraordinary life in Another World.

"Is this a mirage, or a special Cultivation Technique? Why is such a phenomenon appearing?"

"Could it be that the Immortal Realm truly exists?"

"So above Golden Core, there are actually realms like Nascent Soul and Heavenly Tribulation?"

Within a radius of several thousand miles from the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, every living being could witness this mythological scene.

Some were puzzled.

Some were envious!

Some were shocked!

Some knelt in worship!

Just as everyone thought this Immortal Realm-like phenomenon would continue, a soft shout echoed in their ears.

"Sever!"

A streak of sword light appeared from nowhere.

With one slash, it shattered the light and shadows. All the Immortals, Deities, and the Emperor Zun were annihilated in this single sword strike.

"No..."

Someone wept bitterly. In that instant, they had felt as if they were part of the vision, a member of that Immortal Realm. Now, the slash of the sword had jolted them awake from their beautiful dream.

Juling Yin, Li Duanjian, and the others spat out fresh blood, their souls grievously injured.

But then, an explosive sound suddenly erupted from within the four Proud Sons of Heaven.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

With four thunderous reports, the auras of the four Proud Sons of Heaven surged once again to an incredible degree.

They had broken through directly from the Eleventh Level of Qi Cultivation to the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Level!

They had become exiled immortals of the extreme realm!

After watching the vision for just half an incense stick’s worth of time, four exiled immortals of the extreme realm were born!

Juling Yin and the others were bewildered.

Exiled immortals of the extreme realm! Had it truly been that simple for them to become exiled immortals of the extreme realm?

Merely by watching a display of light and shadow, they had become what the Ancient Land Sects considered a once-in-two-thousand-years genius?

After the initial joy faded, the four of them were speechless. If this had happened at any other time, they would have howled to the heavens, looking down upon the world with disdain. But today, they had witnessed far too many miracles. Moreover, to have reached this state in such a mysterious fashion left the four of them feeling lost and confused.

All of it felt so unreal.

No, not four, but five!

There was also Langya!

Langya had not left the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion but instead stood blankly before the Life and Death Arena, for she had nowhere else to go.

At this moment, a series of pops echoed from within her body as her aura surged violently.

She had become an exiled immortal of the extreme realm!

She was the fifth to do so.

But at this moment, Langya felt not a hint of joy, only a profound sense of confusion.

What good is an extreme realm? What good is being an exiled immortal?

After witnessing the battle between Lin Wudi and the Golden Core Great Ancestor, all so-called exiled immortals of the extreme realm, and even all Core Formation cultivators, seemed like a mere illusion!

Exiled immortals of the extreme realm. In the past, within the Ancient Land Sects, each one was a Proud Son of Heaven, a True Immortal among the mortal masses.

But now, for Langya, this achievement only brought a new wave of perplexity.

THUMP!

Langya suddenly knelt on the ground, exclaiming loudly, "This untalented junior, Langya, begs you, Master, to accept her! I am willing to serve you in any capacity, no matter the hardship!"

The very moment she became a supreme exiled immortal of the extreme realm, Langya knelt before Lin Mu.

Inside the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, Shangguan Shiming’s divine aura was contained, her eyes sparkling brilliantly as she struggled to keep her surging power under control.

Exiled immortal of the extreme realm!

Being the closest, she had reaped the greatest benefits. In just half an incense stick’s worth of time, she had unbelievably broken through two realms in a row, reaching the Qi Cultivation Twelfth Floor and becoming an exiled immortal of the extreme realm!

What... exactly happened? Shangguan Shiming wondered, completely puzzled.

Atop the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s ancestral shrine, Lin Mu stood holding the Peach Wood Sword, having severed the past with a single strike!

That slash severed the Emperor Zun of the past!

From this moment on, Lin Mu was just Lin Mu.

He would be only himself.

Only by doing this could his Foundation Establishment be truly perfect.

"Go!"

With a casual toss, Lin Mu cast away the lingering karma of the past, which split into seven parts and vanished into the void.

Having brandished his sword to sever the past, Lin Mu stood tall in the air.

"Today, I, Lin Mu, enter the Foundation Establishment Realm!"

As he spoke, the world shook and Spiritual Energy danced with joy. Celestial maidens descended from the heavens to play their instruments while Goddesses sang and danced.

Gods knelt in worship, and Immortals bowed their heads.

Between heaven and earth, a divine marvel was born.

Within Lin Mu’s body, a brilliant radiance cascaded as layers of inconceivable power swirled around him.

His Twelve-Fold Towers collapsed, only to be rebuilt anew.

With the Nine Cauldrons and Three Legs as its core, an eternal and indestructible foundation was forged!

Today, slaying Foundation Establishment, annihilating Core Formation, shattering a Sect, and severing the past with his sword—Lin Wudi achieved perfect Foundation Establishment!

P.S. Chapter 800! Time to celebrate. (Just kidding...)


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