Chapter 61: Old Man, You Are Indeed Useless! (1/2)

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Sixth limit room.

A huge volume of spiritual energy converged, nearly emptying the spiritual energy from the air in the area. Even the vicinities of Wu Town were affected. A number of Transformation Realm cultivators in town glanced in Martial Hall Palace's direction at nearly the same moment.

”Who in the Martial Hall Palace is breaking through? The breakthrough is actually causing such a big scene.”

”Look, the power of stars is congregating in the sky above the Martial Hall Palace! Someone is igniting a fate star!”

”What? Isn't that a sign of someone breaking through into the King Rank?”

”Perhaps the Martial Hall Palace master has gained new insights and is currently breaking through?”

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The official name for the King Realm was Skysoar Realm, the realm after the Transformation Realm. Those at this realm could start borrowing the power of the stars and would gain the ability of flight, which allowed them to freely roam the sky. A human reaching this realm was akin to a carp turning into a dragon. This was also when a cultivator would understand the true meaning of cultivation.

A King might not appear in a small town like this even once in a hundred years, and today, a new King appeared in the Martial Hall Palace. This caused the experts of Wu Town to be filled with both shock and envy.

Many people also quickly rushed to the Martial Hall Palace wis.h.i.+ng to bear witness to such a historic moment and—most certainly—an extremely rare sight. They hoped they would be able to gain insights for their own cultivations through witnessing the birth of a King.

But they had barely approached the Martial Hall Palace when they found the palace in strict lockdown. The many elders were standing guard, and not a single person was allowed to approach. Thus, none of them dared to casually approach the palace. If any of them happened to disturb the birth of a King, it would create a grudge that would only be solved with death.

Within the sixth limit room, the old man was indeed in the midst of breakthrough. The energy he had acc.u.mulated over many years erupted, working in tandem with the external spiritual energy to allow his soul to soar into the sky. At the same time, the stars within his body stirred as they pulled in the power of the stars from the nine skies above in hope of igniting his fate star.

The old man had long reached the critical juncture of his cultivation, having reached the point where he could emerge as a King. Alas, he had never been able to take that final step forward due to his own mental issues. His desire for strength had not been firm enough, and that had slowly eroded the fight in him over the years, pus.h.i.+ng the prospect of breakthrough further and further from him.

After all, igniting one's fate star was no easy feat. If one did not deal with the follow-up properly, the cultivator might suffer a backlash instead. The backlash could cause something as minor as a drop in strength or something as major as the eruption of one's stars.

That was why many experts were stuck at this realm. n.o.body dared to casually attempt to break through into the King Realm.

Up beyond the nine skies, the old man's consciousness and astral energy were approaching his fate star. He was only a tiny bit away from igniting his fate star, elevating himself into the next realm, and becoming a higher existence.

But during the final push, the old man started lacking power. His body started trembling, and his consciousness and astral energy started slackening. If this failed, the old man stood to lose even his life. Unfortunately, a breakthrough was something n.o.body could help him with. He was the only one who could help himself.

”Old man, you are indeed useless! If you can't even reach a realm as low as the King Realm, how can you dream of suppressing this young master?” Xiang Shaoyun's voice rang out like a sudden thunderclap.

It was a taboo to disturb anyone in the midst of breakthrough. Yet for some reason, Xiang Shaoyun's mocking had instead helped. His words infuriated the old man, stimulating the final bit of fight left in him.

”b.a.s.t.a.r.d! You are my star, and this is my life! Burn!” The old man pushed out his final bit of willpower, and with a roar, he seemed to invigorate his mental power and astral energy. With a push, he finally reached his star.