Chapter 37 Void Traversing Realm

Chapter 37 Void Traversing Realm

The ominous thunderheads massed ever thicker above the Protagonist Sect's hallowed grounds as Chen Mo contemplated how best to weather the imminent celestial tempest. While his own transcendent cultivation would safeguard him from obliteration, the same could not be said for the rest of the sect—especially the new batch of recruits.

"Hmm, this could work."

With a subtle gesture, Chen Mo erected a makeshift barrier array hemming in the entire sect complex. However, this was no mere defensive construct repelling the heavenly tribulation's fury. Rather, it functioned as an intricate teleportation matrix, one designed to divert the purifying lightning directly to his own position. Chen Mo watched impassively as the first tendrils of searing devastation split the roiling cloudscape, lancing downwards in a blinding azure barrage. A sly smile played across his lips as the bolts descended, only to warp and divert midflight—their trajectories bent by his array to converge as one upon his unmoving form.

"I had only planned to initially breakthrough to the Void Traversing Realm," he mused as the heavenly lightning coalesced around him in a raging cyclone. "But since the Heavenly Dao itself is being so generous, I may as well go ahead and establish myself at the apex of this stage."

The vortex of purifying energy swirling around Chen Mo blazed brighter by the second until its radiance outshone the midday sun. Yet the cultivator remained unfazed, an oasis of untouchable calm amidst the celestial fury.

'Rasiel, transform any incoming lightning into pure spiritual energy and absorb it.'

[Confirm] - [Understood]

Chen Mo's mind raced as he analyzed the peculiar nature of this unnatural tribulation. As it did not arise through any natural cycle, logic followed that it was likely a highly-concentrated manifestation of pure spiritual energy given form, rather than any true electrical phenomenon.

As such, the power now ravaging the skies could be metabolized—taken into his own reserves and circulated to fuel his impending breakthrough. When the dust settled, Chen Mo would either stand triumphantly at the peak of the Void Traversing Realm... Or not at all.

Girding his will, the cultivator boldly strode forward to meet the heavens' judgement head on. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

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A frown furrowed his brow as he acknowledged the objective truth—he had only managed to breakthrough to the initial stage of the Void Traversing Realm, falling well short of the transcendent apex he'd aimed for. But that soured expression swiftly morphed into a sly, knowing smile. While he may have fallen short of the dizzying heights envisioned, Chen Mo's gains were still nothing to scoff at. As it turned out, the tribulation's relentless lightning wasn't comprised of mere spiritual qi, but something far more sublime—immortal qi, the refined essence utilized by the ranks of cultivated immortals.

Though he couldn't directly use this higher caliber of energy to force his breakthrough to the Void Traversing Realm's peak, it served another crucial purpose. Chen Mo's senses detected how the immortal qi saturating his form was already diligently repairing the once-ruined foundation of his soul space—reinforcing it with something far more robust than what remained of his original golden palace's degraded framework.

Encouraged by his findings, Chen Mo projected his consciousness inwards to commence expanding his newly-reconstituted domain. Four hundred parallel avatars rapidly coalesced to join the century already maintained, bringing his total spiritual manifestations to an even five hundred.

'Analyze the properties of this immortal qi,' he commanded the assembled clones, 'and begin manufacturing more of the same from my own spiritual reserves.'

After a brief interval of intense computation, Chen Mo felt the first artificial trickles of accelerated insight take root in his consciousness. A triumphant grin split his features.

"Just as I thought."

Now able to synthesize this transcendent immortal essence at will, it wouldn't be long before Chen Mo's entire soul space was replete with stabilizing energies. But even dwarfing this monumental accomplishment was the ultimate epiphany unlocked from relentlessly scrutinizing the Heavenly Tribulation's mechanics all throughout the night. Chen Mo had divined a brand-new Law to add to his repertoire—the Law of the Heavenly Way itself.

Armed with this paradigm-shattering insight, Chen Mo could now dictate the rules and imprint his authority across any region he designated, much like how the higher immortals extended their jurisdictions over the celestial realms. With this capstone firmly in his possession, Chen Mo no longer needed to fear reprisals from the Heavenly Dao itself.

The kaleidoscope of paradigm-shifting breakthroughs he'd experienced in this endless, grueling night would reverberate for eons to come. A new dawn was on the horizon—one where Chen Mo's ascendant star would blaze ever brighter.

"Hmph! Show yourself!" Chen Mo's commanding baritone sliced through the silence blanketing the sect's grounds.

A flickering shadow detached itself from the outlying tree line, rapidly coalescing into the recognizable figure of Elder Zhang Wei. The wizened cultivator's robes billowed as he strode forward, palms raised in an ingratiating gesture.

"Sect Master Chen is truly a genius beyond this old man's reckoning." Zhang Wei's gravelly tones brimmed with a venerating awe that seemed to go beyond mere flattery. "You have opened this old man's eyes to new horizons of possibility."