Chapter 489, Let’s Go Together
A few days later, outside the Unmartial Mountain in the northwest.
In the desolate wasteland of the Demon Clan, where not even a rabbit could be found.
Even among the Demon Clan, this place was remote and sparsely populated. Nevertheless, the cautious Long Xiao had the tribes within hundreds of miles temporarily relocate.
Only a few people stood in the valley among the mountains.
Long Xiao, Xu Yourong, Qin Xiuyuan, Gu Yingmian.
Sang Zhe sat cross-legged among the four.
In the distance, at the mountain’s peak, Hua Jianglian held a communication device, gazing down at the scene, muttering, “Wow. The heat in Sang Zhe’s livestream is about to hit a billion. Looks like the whole world is paying attention to this.”
“After all, it’s the first time a Great Ascension cultivator is live broadcasting a breakthrough. How many people not even in their lifetime get to see one?”
Zhang Xiaoying, with Master Yu Xia’s help, gently touched her prominently rounded belly and softly said, “Looks like our little baby is anticipating daddy’s breakthrough too.”
Hua Jianglian pouted, still holding the communication device, broadcasting this promotion to the world.
“Ugh… all these crazed mommy fans in the chat yelling ‘hubby male god’, so annoying! Can someone get a moderator to ban them all?”
Nearby, Xu Yourong curiously asked, “Brother Sang, everyone knows that cultivating consumes the spiritual energy in spirit stones.”
“But seeing you spend spirit stones like this, I’ve never seen it in all my life.”
“Master Sang has his own fortuitous encounters,” Qin Xiuyuan said, twirling his fingers delicately. “We think this is Master Sang’s ability.”
“But with so many spirit stones…” Gu Yingmian said with a wry smile, “it’s quite a favor that President Bai lent them to you.”
“If we can truly produce a peak Great Ascension cultivator, no amount of spirit stones is too much,” Long Xiao said boldly. “A peak Great Ascension, that’s beyond mere numbers to measure.”
“Sang Zhe, we’re ready. You can start anytime.”
Sang Zhe nodded slightly to everyone and then slowly closed his eyes.
Before him, dozens of storage rings flew up at once.
“Twenty billion…”
Even with Sang Zhe’s mindset, it was hard to remain calm in the face of such astronomical numbers of spirit stones.
The spiritual energy leaking out of the dozens of storage rings was thick as glue, causing the wilds to swell with grasses and swaying willows.
After slightly adjusting his breathing, Sang Zhe softly said, “Nian Nian, it’s up to you now.”
“Okay~ You silly host, always ordering me around,” Nian Nian grumbled but still gently pushed her glasses, gesturing with her hand as the dozens of rings simultaneously exploded.
In an instant, before the vast ocean of spiritual energy dispersed like the starry sky, a fanged mask appeared on Sang Zhe’s face, and the Earth’s Treasure absorbed all the spiritual power into a gigantic vortex.
In that split second, the entire area dimmed. The massive whirlpool of spiritual energy almost took up half the sky, even sweeping up Zhang Xiaoying and the others on the mountains far away, their clothes flapping wildly in the wind.
“Wow… thrilling.”
Hua Jianglian didn’t forget to introduce this scene to the shocked viewers in the livestream: “This is the Great Ascension; every move has the power to shake the earth and heavens.”
The livestream comments were going wild with things like “What the heck!”, “Mom, come see this immortal!”, “My male god is unbeatable!”
Master Yu Xia carefully shielded Zhang Xiaoying and couldn’t help but ask softly, “Lady, should we temporarily retreat?”
“I’m fine.”
Zhang Xiaoying replied calmly, “I want our child to see his father reach the peak.”
Her eyes were filled with pride and concern.
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The Earth’s Treasure’s ability was creation.
Every time he relied on the Earth’s Treasure to increase his cultivation, it was akin to tearing apart and reshaping his body, creating a higher-level form filled with pure essence.
The pain was indescribable.
This wasn’t Sang Zhe’s first experience of such feelings.
Even so, he clenched his teeth tightly. Just a moment of relaxation, and he felt as though he would be submerged in endless agony.
Even Nian Nian, quietly watching beside him, couldn’t help but press her lips together in silence.
This was a long and torturous process.
At first, Sang Zhe could maintain his consciousness. Later, as the pain became unbearable, he could only rely on sheer willpower to hold onto that last thread of clarity, not fainting outright.
However, the time for advancement felt infinite; he could see no end.
Sang Zhe didn’t know how long it had been—one second, ten thousand years—it felt like he could never hang on until the end.
Yet, just as his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, the vortex of spiritual energy finally began to thin.
Beside him, Gu Yingmian, who had been silently watching, her hand tightly gripping the sword hilt, her beautiful eyes brightened slightly.
As the vortex of spiritual energy gradually diminished, Sang Zhe’s complexion was no longer as pale as before, drenched in cold sweat.
It was as if he gradually regained strength, his expression calming, ultimately settling into a lotus-like pose.
Finally, under everyone’s gaze, the once overbearing vortex of spiritual energy now seemed like the last stream flowing into the vast sea, gently entering Sang Zhe’s body.
After a brief moment of stillness, Sang Zhe slowly opened his eyes.
At that moment, wherever his gaze landed, the barren land sprouted grasses and trees in abundance.
His consciousness clear, all things returned to essence. That look stunned everyone present, even the Great Ascension cultivators found themselves momentarily amazed.
“Did it succeed?”
“…As expected.” Sang Zhe exhaled a heavy breath, and gently looked at his palm.
In that instant, the most straightforward sensation in his body was.
Constraint.
An invisible restraint, as if existing between heaven and earth.
That sense of everything reaching its limit, tightened and unable to grow any further.
“Congratulations, host, you have officially stepped into the peak of the Great Ascension.”
Nian Nian, folding her arms, softly said, “Now, the host’s cultivation has reached the limit of this realm.”
“Moving forward isn’t something achievable in this world anymore. Even the previous Li Shanyan could only touch the threshold of the next stage but could never step out.”
Sang Zhe remained silent for a long moment before slowly shaking his head.
“…Just a shell. Still falls short compared to that old man Li.”
“Don’t be so ungrateful. He spent nearly a thousand years in cultivation; you’ve easily caught up to his thousand years of progress and yet act like it’s no big deal,” Nian Nian retorted, rolling her eyes. “Right now, the host is just missing the understanding of the Great Ascension. That’s not something opening hacks can solve; it can only be accumulated slowly.”
“Fortunately, the host’s combat power should be sufficient now.”
“Can’t say for sure without trying.”
With that, Sang Zhe slowly rose, turning to face the four people present.
This was why he invited them here.
“Brother Sang is so eager to let his comrades have a go?” Xu Yourong laughed heartily.
“Who will be first, I wonder?” Qin Xiuyuan said eagerly.
Sang Zhe shook his head.
“It’s not about who goes first.”
“…Let’s go together,” he murmured.
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