Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1154: Number One Sempiternal Since The Primordium (1)

Upon hearing Wu Yuan’s words, Saints Lei Dao, Hong Jun, and the other three felt their hearts seize. It seemed that Wu Yuan was not yet satisfied with their current victory, wishing to slay even more Immortal Court Saints.

“Overlord Wu Yuan, we have already reaped great rewards from this battle. Saints Teng Chong and the other Immortal Court Saints we killed will have to expend their imprints accumulated over many samsara cycles of heaven and earth to resurrect. In the future, revival will be even more difficult for them,” said Saint Lei Dao.

Wu Yuan nodded slightly. “Indeed.”

It was extremely difficult for a Saint to resurrect through their own means. More often, it required the aid of Dao Zenithels, and even True Saints would struggle to assist.

Every resurrection significantly consumed their imprints in the cosmic sea. After one resurrection, a Saint had to accrue numerous imprints over dozens of samsara cycles of heaven and earth before another revival was possible. If they fell again shortly after resurrecting, even a Dao Zenithel would find it hard to help.

“The most significant impact dealt to the Immortal Court in this battle was the deaths of thousands of their Overlords,” remarked Saint Hong Jun. “Among them, several hundred were fourth-stage Overlords, including Overlord Yue Shan. The Immortal Court’s Dao Zenithels will have a tough time bringing them back.”

Instantly, the Saints exchanged smiles. Wu Yuan couldn’t help but chuckle too.

Reviving sempiternal lifeforms was entirely different from reviving mortal lifeforms. For True Saint Bu Xiu, reviving trillions of mortals is easy. Yet reviving a sempiternal lifeform? The difficulty was tens of thousands of times greater.

When reviving a universe-born lifeform, one risked facing backlash from the River of Universes. Meanwhile, reviving a cosmic sea-born lifeform would cause the resurrector to incur retribution from the Primordial Rules. The more powerful the individual, and the deeper their attunement to the Great Dao, the harder they were to bring back.

In Overlord Yue Shan’s case?

Perhaps it would require the Heavenly Imperator’s direct intervention. Wu Yuan mused. Or someone like Dao Zenithel Wan Yu, or the Spacetime Dao Master.

Would the Heavenly Imperator be willing to take action for Overlord Yue Shan?

Regardless, resurrection proved immensely difficult. Most of the Overlords who fell in this battle would likely never return.

How many Overlords in history have ever truly been revived? Wu Yuan murmured to himself.

Naturally, occurrences like today’s were exceedingly rare.

“Overlord Wu Yuan, we’ll all be rewarded immensely for this battle upon our return,” said Saint Lei Dao, his eyes gleaming. “Perhaps we might even receive a high-grade Xiantian artifact each.”

The Saints were visibly elated. Indeed, they had braved death, risking much in the battle, and earning substantial rewards was justified.

“The rewards from the Eldritch Court are yours, yet the spoils of this battle alone are substantial,” a cold voice suddenly pierced the air.

Whoosh! A figure in white robes flew over silently, appearing beside Wu Yuan’s body refiner self.

“Overlord Ming Jian.”

“Overlord Ming Jian,” Saints Lei Dao, Hong Jun, and the others quickly greeted, displaying due deference.

They couldn’t afford not to be respectful. Overlord Ming Jian’s prowess, witnessed firsthand, was more terrifying than rumor suggested.

The deaths of the three Saints at the end? Without Overlord Ming Jian’s interference, at least two could have escaped.

Furthermore, the turning point in the battle came when Overlord Ming Jian annihilated hundreds of Overlords in a single stroke. That moment deeply etched the power of soul class powerhouses into the minds of Saints Lei Dao and his peers.

Though a sempiternal lifeform, Overlord Ming Jian would rapidly become a Saint once he achieved Dao Enlightenment, shining among the Psyche Dream class powerhouses. Even at his current level, most Psyche Dream class powerhouses were not as powerful as him.

Wu Yuan was worthy of their admiration. Overlord Ming Jian was no less formidable.

“Everyone, I propose to split the spoils of this battle in two, with half surrendered to the Eldritch Court and the Eldritch Progenitors.

“As for the remainder, we shall distribute it ourselves. I propose granting Overlord Ming Jian forty percent.” Wu Yuan cast a glance at the Saints Lei Dao and the others. “I shall take thirty percent, leaving you to divide the rest amongst yourselves. What do you say?”

“Agreed.”

“No objections,” Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and the others quickly nodded, voicing no dissent.

Although the loot was indeed a staggering fortune, just the artifacts dropped by the Overlords were likely valued at over a million Xuanhuang merits.

After all, being the elites of a Saint Realm or top-tier Overlords of a universe, many possessed multiple Xiantian artifacts.

Sending their true selves to the Xuanhuang Cosmiris meant they carried their most important treasures.

Thus, the total wealth the Eldritch Court’s side amassed neared the value of a Xiantian Instrument.

The various contributions made to their victory were plain to see. The Eldritch Progenitors’ intelligence and guidance were crucial—they would never have found Saints Teng Chong and his group without it. Furthermore, the Eldritch Progenitors would bear the risk of the Immortal Court’s wrath in the aftermath. Hence, offering half the spoils to the Eldritch Court was appropriate.

Concerning the remainder, Wu Yuan’s and Overlord Ming Jian’s contributions were undeniably great.

However, Overlord Ming Jian would neither receive the Eldritch Court’s rewards nor be burdened with offending the Immortal Court, so granting him extra spoils was understandable.

Swiftly, Wu Yuan, Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and the others brought out and allocated the spoils they had collected.

In truth, it was mainly Wu Yuan releasing his vast collection of artifacts, given his role in slaying the Saints as well as dealing the final blows to the Overlords.

The Saints were satisfied with this distribution. This haul vastly surpassed their personal wealth.

Indeed, plundering has always been the quickest way to gather wealth. A thought flickered through Wu Yuan’s mind.

In this battle, they seized the majority of wealth from multiple Saints and thousands of Overlords. To the outsider, it seemed Overlord Ming Jian took the lion’s share. In reality?

Mine! It’s all mine! Wu Yuan’s body refiner self and mana body exchanged glances before looking across at the beaming Saints Lei Dao and others.

With both my body refiner self and mana body combined, I secured thirty-five percent of all treasures. The five of them together claimed merely fifteen percent. Wu Yuan calculated.

Though lacking time to scrutinize each artifact, Wu Yuan roughly gauged that his share was worth around eighty thousand Xuanhuang merits.

Selling every artifact I’ve equipped, except for the Netherworld Sword, might not even yield eighty thousand Xuanhuang merits. Wu Yuan was content.

A typical high-grade Xiantian artifact was valued in the tens of thousands of Xuanhuang merits. The Azure Origin Armor, for instance, might fetch over a hundred thousand Xuanhuang merits.

Alas, it’s still far from enough to exchange for a Xiantian Instrument. Wu Yuan internally grumbled.

Searching through the treasuries of the Eldritch Court and Blood Dream Alliance, he knew that a Xiantian Instrument required at least three hundred thousand Xuanhuang merits to redeem.

Not enough? Then I’ll simply have to slay more Saints. A fleeting thought ran through Wu Yuan’s mind.

The more enemies killed, the quicker he could amass the required amount.

With a quick motion, Wu Yuan stored his mana body into a grotto-heaven artifact, a display that moved the Saints Lei Dao and others. The two brothers truly shared an inseparable bond.

“Everyone, my intention is to pursue and eliminate the remaining Saints of the Immortal Court,” Wu Yuan spoke softly, “The Eldritch Progenitors have discerned the general directions of their movements. Will you join me in this endeavor?”

In their rush to rescue the fallen Immortal Court Saints, Saint Zhu Guang’s group had not bothered to conceal their traces, leaving a trail of spacetime disturbances that spread far and wide. Most crucially, they had encountered a Saint from the Nine Saints Alliance en route. This intelligence was promptly sold to the Eldritch Court, with the Nine Saints Alliance profiting handsomely.

As a result, Wu Yuan, Saint Lei Dao, and the others roughly understood the location and identities of the second group of Immortal Court Saints.

“Overlord Wu Yuan, to press further seems risky,” Saint Hong Jun spoke in a low tone. “Is it not wiser to quit while ahead?”

“Indeed! According to the reports, Saint Zhu Guang of the Immortal Court is among them—he is exceptionally strong. Moreover, the divination results from the Eldritch Progenitors suggest that there are possibly ten Saints in total, despite only five appearing on the surface.” Added Saint Ju Peng.

A force led by Saint Zhu Guang, totaling at least ten Saints, weighed heavily on the minds of the Saints Lei Dao and his allies, making them reluctant to commit. Their recent spoils were generous enough, diminishing their urge for further bloodshed.

“I would not propose a clash without assurance,” said Wu Yuan nonchalantly, “In all our skirmishes thus far, have you witnessed my ether body?”

Silence reigned.

Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and Saint Ju Peng were momentarily stunned, then quickly gazed at Wu Yuan in shock.

“Overlord Wu Yuan, are you saying your ether body is extremely powerful as well?” Saint Lei Dao couldn’t help but ask, “Is it comparable to your true self?”

“If you are willing to join the battle, then accompany me. If not, I will not force you.” Wu Yuan spoke calmly, giving a non-answer.

If they were willing to fight, it would increase his chances, and Wu Yuan would not mind bringing them along.

If not? With his body refiner self, ether body, and mana body joining forces, Wu Yuan was more than capable of facing over a dozen Saints.

The five Saints exchanged glances. It was clear they had reached a decision.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Several figures emerged, their auras weak, but they bore a striking resemblance to Saints Lei Dao and the others. These were their mana and ether bodies.

“Overlord Wu Yuan, with your strength, the probability of your demise in this battle is quite low,” Saint Lei Dao said with a smile. “Would you hide our mana and ether bodies within your grotto-heaven? They carry our treasures.

“If we perish in battle, you will keep our treasures safe until we return. How about that?”

Clearly, the five Saints had prepared for the worst, knowing they might fall. While one could be reborn, lost treasures were gone forever. Entrusting others with their treasures might leave one uneasy, but given Wu Yuan’s power and boundless potential, they believed he wouldn’t covet their possessions.

“Alright!” Wu Yuan agreed promptly, waving a hand to store their mana and ether bodies. “Let’s hurry over.”

Whoosh! Whoosh! The group of six turned into six streams of light, heading to the second group of Immortal Court Saints.

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