Chapter 243 - Untitled Poem

As for the amplification of the three powers, all of them stopped at an increase of 4,800 times.

Wang Yi was a little confused as to what kind of taboo surrounded the number 5,000. Not only was his lifespan limited, but even his increase in his strength could not break through this limit.

Of course, as Wang Yi had never come into contact with a True Immortal-Realm creature before, he had nothing to make a reference from.

He was equally unsure what level his combat strength was at and whether he had risen to that level.

In a daze, Wang Yi’s mind and will seemed to be in a mess.

In the endless void, he seemed to be able to see the Nine Heavens Imperial Court stretching across the world, blocking his path of advancement and also blocking the path of evolution for all Connate lifeforms.

Wang Yi also seemed to be able to see that after every level of the Imperial Palace, there was an immortal aura spreading out. There were Dao runes that belonged to eternal life circulating around as well. After the ninth level, there seemed to be True Immortal creatures appearing and disappearing, as if there were Heavenly Courts and Heavenly Palaces faintly present.

It was as if the Nine Heavens Imperial Court was a test and a process to develop into and become an immortal.

Every time he broke through a level, he would possess a portion of the power of an immortal. As long as he completely broke through the Nine Heavens Imperial Court, he would immediately ascend and become a True Immortal-Realm being.

He was now a Connate-Realm expert!

Perhaps it should be called the Saintly Celestial!

When he stepped on the immortal path with his Connate body, each step was equivalent to one level. After taking nine steps and reaching the ninth level, one would see a True Immortal.

Wang Yi realized that he was standing in front of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. It should be what was called Connate Level-1.

However, Wang Yi vaguely felt that the Nine Heavens Imperial Court could not stop him at all.

As long as he was willing, he could break through all the barriers in the blink of an eye and enter the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. He would be called a living being of the True Immortal Realm.

Of course, Wang Yi would definitely not do that. After all, he still understood the principle of accumulation.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for his combat strength to be comparable to the peak of the Physical Realm when he was at Rank-9.

It was even more impossible for someone who had just broken through to the Connate Realm to directly ignore the peak of the Connate Realm and even defeat True Immortal creatures.

All in all, Wang Yi was very satisfied with this breakthrough, be it the sudden increase in lifespan or the increase in combat power.

The only thing that bothered Wang Yi was that the Connate Phala had turned into those three things.

They turned into a broken piece of metal, a black seed, and a piece of broken jade respectively!

Wang Yi had no choice but to associate these three items with the lofty Connate Phala.

If he were to fight with others, he would be embarrassed to reveal these items.

There was no other reason!

It was really too embarrassing!

Of course, a blemish does not obscure the luster of jade. Even though these three items were a little ugly, the increase in his combat strength and lifespan were not reduced.

Otherwise, Wang Yi would have to think of a way to recast the Connate Phalas through the sign-in system.

Retracting his thoughts, Wang Yi did not continue to dwell on the Connate Phalas. Only then did he look at the swamp below.

Woah!

He wouldn’t have known if he hadn’t seen it. He was shocked!

The connected and endless swamp had completely disappeared at this moment.

The three waves of Connate tribulations simply directly evaporated the endless swamp. The area hundreds of kilometers in diameter below simply turned into a huge lake that was thousands of meters deep.

Right below Wang Yi, a straw hut had appeared where the Forbidden Stone was originally hidden. It was emitting special energy fluctuations that directly affected one’s mind.

What the hell?

Wang Yi was a little surprised when he saw this. After all, he did not sense this straw hut earlier in his spiritual perception.

This was somewhat unusual!

It had to be known that with Wang Yi’s current Connate divine sense, even a peak Connate expert or even a True Immortal creature would not be able to hide their tracks from him.

However, this ordinary straw hut actually blocked his spiritual perception. This was a little abnormal.

Wang Yi’s gaze was faint as if he had sensed something. He guessed that this straw hut should have been suppressed by the Forbidden Stone.

It had to be said that Wang Yi was a bold person. He did not know what was so strange about this straw hut.

However, he did not hesitate. His body, which was high in the sky, flickered as he rapidly flew down from above.

The straw hut seemed to have sensed that someone was attacking it. Then, the special power that seeped out of the straw hut instantly boiled and directly turned into a barrier that could support the sky.

Bang!

Wang Yi slammed into the barrier at lightning speed. At this moment, an accident happened.

With a rumbling sound, the barrier seemed to tremble slightly, but Wang Yi was sent flying.

How horrible! How horrifying! How thrilling!

Wang Yi stabilized himself in the void. His eyes were dull as if he could not accept the reality in front of him.

Now that he had just broken through, he was in high spirits.

His combat strength was unparalleled, and his lower limit was at least at the peak of the Connate Realm. He could even go against True Immortal creatures at most.

However, just as he was about to laugh at the heavens and become invincible, he suffered such a heavy blow.

This straw hut!

He was actually stopped by a mere straw hut and was sent flying without any resistance.

Wang Yi was unwilling to give up. His combat strength suddenly erupted, and he flew down again.

Boom!

This time, Wang Yi was not sent flying. He did not move and stood in the air.

Other than trembling violently several times, the barrier that protected the straw hut still stood there without any damage.

Wang Yi’s expression instantly turned extremely ugly. Although he was not at a disadvantage this time, he did not break through the barrier even when his combat strength erupted. This was equivalent to him losing.

This was the first time Wang Yi had suffered such a blow since he came to this world.

Even Lord Wu Ying had only injured him slightly before. In the end, as he broke through, Lord Wu Qing was killed on the spot.

Wang Yi’s aura began to soar, causing the space and void to crack inch by inch. His gaze also became dangerous.

However, when he saw the layout of the straw hut from the corner of his eye, his body could not help but tremble slightly. His aura instantly fell, and his expression became abnormally interesting. Even the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

In front of the straw hut was a long wooden table. On it were wine flasks, wine glasses, and a piece of Xuan paper filled with ancient characters.

Wang Yi’s anger instantly dissipated when he saw the piece of Xuan paper placed on the long table.

An untitled poem was written in semi-cursive script on the Xuan paper.

“The Zhao Knight wears a tasseled helmet, while the Wu Knight’s saber shines with a frosty glow.”

“They ride on white horses with silver saddles, swishing like a shooting star.”

“A man is killed every ten steps, and no one is left behind.”

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“The two warriors are still remembered after centuries, and their story is famous in Daliang City1.”

“Though they are dead, they are still known for their chivalry, as expected of the world’s heroes.”

“Who can bear to study the Tai Xuan Scripture1 until their hair turns white?”

Wang Yi was too familiar with this poem. Not only was he familiar with this, but almost everyone in China on Planet Earth knew it too.

Even if they could not recite the entire poem, they could at least recite a line or two.

In particular, most people knew that famous line from famous times. “A man is killed every ten steps, and no one is left behind. When a person retires from their responsibilities, their fame and fortune become irrelevant.”