blueteamnovel Chapter 232 Cultivation Universe?
Chapter 232 Cultivation Universe?
It was an ordinary day in one of the countless universes.
However, even in this particular universe, there was but a single world—an immense celestial body stretching across the entirety of its universal bounds, with nothing else in sight.
This solitary world was known as the Yuantian World, a world that bore some resemblance to Earth, though its scale and mysteries far surpassed Earth.
On this day, in many corners of the vast world, the fabric of space began to shudder violently. The air twisted and tore apart as dark, swirling portals erupted into existence.
The natives of Yuantian World were quick to notice the phenomenon. But no one dared to be the first to step through, not foolish enough to do so.
One such portal manifested in a place of a sprawling residence that stretched across fifty kilometers.
There were already many people gathered around this portal, dressed in ancient silk garments. These individuals bore a striking resemblance to humans on Earth, with two eyes, a nose, two legs, and all features appearing perfectly normal. There seemed to be nothing extraordinary about them.
A human figure slowly emerged from the portal. His long white hair swayed gently in the wind, and his eyes—one shining crimson and the other golden—radiated endless divine power and charm.
"Hello," Ray said with a friendly smile, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. At first glance, the place truly resembles Earth, except for the presence of two suns hanging in the sky, one in the west and the other in the north.
Silence!
The crowd stood motionless, their eyes fixed on Ray with expressions of bewilderment.
"Boy, do you know where you have entered?" An old man slowly stepped out from the crowd, his expression stern and his gaze cold as it bore into Ray.
"Someone's residence?" Ray tilted his head slightly, his tone casual.
The old man remained silent, but the atmosphere grew oppressive. The air seemed to thicken, each passing second making it harder to breathe. Without warning, a sword materialized out of thin air and shot toward Ray with blinding speed.
"Die."
Shing!
"Hmm?" Ray remained motionless, yet the sword froze mid-air, as though halted by an invisible barrier. It quivered in place, unable to move an inch closer to him.
"How?" The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, his stern demeanor replaced with shock.
"I am a Tier Five spiritual cultivator—how could you stop my sword?" he stammered, his parched lips trembling violently.
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With the gates opening across the entire Yuantian World, cultivators were quick to sense the disturbance. Panic began to ripple through every corner of the realm, spreading like wildfire.
The fear stemmed not only from the unknown nature of these gates but from the terrifying beings that emerged—entities wielding invincible powers unlike anything anyone had seen before.
To make matters worse, the universe itself seemed to be unraveling. Bit by bit, the fabric of space was being consumed, disappearing into a vast, unending abyss.
A Tier Twelve cultivator, standing on the precipice of the god realm, stared in horror at the changes overtaking the universe. His voice trembled as he muttered, "We need to inform the Gods in Mount Sumeru."
This cultivator was an unusual figure. Bald and clad in a simple yet elegant monk's robe, he stood out with his flowing white beard and diminutive stature. Despite his small size, his presence exuded an aura of profound power and wisdom.
Without hesitation, he vanished into the void, reappearing in an instant before a towering mountain.
The mountain was incomprehensibly vast, its peak stretching beyond sight, as though it pierced through the Universe themselves and reached into infinity.
"Sigh, even after all this time, the glory of Mount Sumeru still stirs my heart," the Tier Twelve cultivator muttered, a mix of reverence and urgency in his tone.
Without delay, he entered the mountain, walking respectfully yet with hurried steps, his small frame moving with determined purpose.
As he climbed higher, the air grew thinner, and the world below seemed distant. Eventually, he breached the planet's atmosphere, stepping into outer space itself. Yet, even here, just a few hundred miles before the end of the known universe, the mountain's peak remained out of sight, stretching endlessly into the void.
Overwhelmed by its sheer majesty, his heart trembled. He collapsed to his knees, pressing his hands together in supplication.
"Please, God, wake up," he implored, his voice cracking with desperation.
For a moment, the silence was deafening, heightening his anxiety. Just as he prepared to offer a fervent prayer, the ground beneath him quivered.
The mountain began to tremble violently, its ancient stone surface splitting apart. Cracks spread like lightning, and from within them, streams of radiant golden light burst forth, illuminating the infinite expanse of space.
From the glowing cracks in Mount Sumeru, twelve majestic beings emerged. Though humanoid in appearance, their sheer size and unique features set them apart as entities far beyond mortal comprehension.
These beings were giants, towering over the mountain itself. Some possessed multiple arms, their movements radiating both grace and power, while two of them boar tusks resembling those of mighty elephants, like demons.
At the forefront stood a colossal figure, his muscular body spanning a height that rivaled the diameter of two planets. His third eye blazed with an intense light.
With a voice that reverberated across the cosmos, he declared, "The Cosmos has dared to invade our Three Thousand Realms. For this transgression, they shall not be forgiven."