Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1115 - 582: Eighth Life: Injury of the Great Dao, Spreading the Dao to All Beings! (Part 2)

"I knew you wouldn’t be willing to give up."

Abruptly, Lu Yuan's eyes flew open, a chilling gleam sparking within them.

With no apparent motion from his body, the Divine Prison Thunder Saber cleaved through the emptiness at once, unleashing a spray of blood beads!

"He still has some power remaining; that was indeed a ruse!"

Right away.

A scream filled with horror, remorse, and reluctance resounded from the void.

At those words.

Every hidden aura in the darkness fled completely, none bold enough to draw near.

Soon after.

Calmness returned once more, as though no incident had occurred.

Lu Yuan stored the Divine Prison Thunder Saber away, remaining seated like a serene monk, motionless in place.

This time around, nobody dared to make another move against him.

"These Immortal Dao Lineages are truly unyielding; had I not recovered a sliver of strength, they could have uncovered my true state."

A frosty light shone in Lu Yuan's gaze as he contemplated in silence.

Yet, upon reflection, it made perfect sense.

Former Immortal Emperors had departed this world, posing no further danger to Lu Yuan.

Given his present might, after his wounds mend, he could rule supreme across the realm, facing no rivals who could stand against him—sealing the fate of the rival Immortal Dao Lineages.

Hence, it was obvious to all.

This moment represented their sole window to slay Lu Yuan; fail now, and regardless of the cost, their lineages faced utter annihilation.

That's why, despite their terror, Saint Son Dou Zhan and his allies couldn't let go, prompting their secret probe.

But the instant they tried a stealthy assault, Lu Yuan crushed them effortlessly, forcing them to forsake any further advances.

With foes driven off, Lu Yuan resumed his Cultivation Technique practice, devoting himself wholly to recovery.

With each breath he took, endless cosmic energy converged into a mighty torrent, swiftly drawn in and purified by him, steadily repairing his broken foundation and essence.

Cosmic energy, being intricate and turbulent, was something no ordinary cultivator would risk managing so boldly.

Yet, bearing an Immortal Body, all things lay within reach, effortlessly converting the world's countless energies.

Besides, Lu Yuan's command of the Supreme Chaos Law let him consume any form of energy, rendering feats like refining suns or swallowing stars trivial.

Thus, the contaminants mingled in cosmic energy posed no challenge whatsoever to Lu Yuan.

Moments slipped away, years raced past.

Three years onward.

Lu Yuan's frame, previously withered and blackened like decayed timber, at last showed signs of life.

"Three years of isolation, and I've only regained twenty percent of my strength?"

Lu Yuan examined his condition thoroughly, realizing his wounds proved far tougher to mend than expected.

The joint detonation of seven Immortal Soldiers released cataclysmic force able to shatter skies and obliterate existence.

Although Lu Yuan barely endured that Destructive Tribulation Light, his form endured wounds beyond comprehension.

Foundation in ruins, origin drained dry.

Such damage constituted an irreparable Injury of the Great Dao, offering scant hope of cure.

Only because Lu Yuan wielded several Supreme Laws could he compel the Injury of the Great Dao into submission via the Power of the Supreme Law, halting its deterioration.

Had any other Immortal Emperor of Attainment suffered such devastation.

Survival might come, but the affliction would relentlessly advance, culminating in a wretched end.

"The Injury of the Great Dao defies healing; I need to seek an alternative path."

Lu Yuan muttered softly.

Confronting seven Immortal Emperor phantoms single-handedly this time, mere survival counted as fortune.

Furthermore, enduring a dire catastrophe always heralds prosperity.

Even amid grave harm, as he mended the Injury of the Great Dao, his grasp of this realm's Heaven and Earth Laws grew profoundly, his strength evolving markedly.

Lu Yuan sensed that full recovery from the Injury of the Great Dao would herald his moment of Enlightenment and ascension to Emperor!

Therefore, despite seeming to reclaim just twenty percent of his power, it sufficed to overwhelm any Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Should Meng Hai Zhen yet live, Lu Yuan wouldn't bother with the Divine Prison Thunder Saber—a mere palm strike would end him!

Drawing in a profound breath, he rose from his position and stretched out languidly.

"Crack!"

After such prolonged stillness, rising abruptly set his bones crackling like bursting beans throughout his frame.

"I’ll head back to Medicine God Sect first, then seek a healing method."

With a mere flicker of thought, Lu Yuan advanced in a single step, vanishing from his position and reappearing high above Medicine God Sect.

Unlike the prior vista of corpse mountains and blood rivers.

Now that the Divine Fire Sect forces had retreated, Medicine God Sect reclaimed its idyllic paradise of lush mountains, crystal-clear streams, and birdsong amidst blooming blossoms.

What's more, the sect thrummed with vibrant energy and clamor.

Having endured the forge of battle, every Medicine God Sect disciple surged in strength, infusing the air with a dynamic, prosperous vibe.

"Medicine God Sect appears to be thriving splendidly."

Lu Yuan gave a faint nod. A swift sweep of his Divine Thought captured every activity across the entire sect in an instant.

At the same time.

Overhearing disciples' chatter, he pieced together the shifts across the last three years.

First, after the Outer Domain clash.

The mighty Dao Lineages suffered devastating blows, their might crashing down, prompting them to seal their mountain gates and retreat into isolation.

The epic Dao Lineage wars that ravaged endless realms faded into silence, erased from worldly tongues.

In truth, those grand Dao Lineages ignited their feuds solely to plunder lands and devotees.

Yet Lu Yuan's colossal power had been beheld by nearly all, and not even shadows of seven Immortal Emperors could fell him—who then could challenge him?

Thus, the rivalry sparked by Sun God Son and his peers devolved into utter farce.

Conversely, Lu Yuan rocketed to fame from that fray, ascending as the Supreme Origin Sacred Realm's unrivaled supreme.

His legend and exploits echoed everywhere, familiar to one and all.

Even as Dao Lineages branded Lu Yuan an Outer Heaven Demon reborn, alien to their blood with sinister motives, rallying cultivators to crush him.

Yet in the Cultivation Realm, might dictates all.

For myriad cultivators, foreign kin or homeborn alike, strength alone defines worth.

Lu Yuan's overwhelming power drew legions of devotees and pursuers naturally.

Medicine God Sect's standing skyrocketed too, hailed by countless as an era's top powerhouse.

Throngs of cultivators scrapped savagely for a lone entry as disciple.

"The Dao Lineages are worthless rubble and clay chickens, utterly harmless. Only the prior Immortal Emperors and the Dark Evil God manipulating them pose genuine peril."

"With those Immortal Emperors absent from the Holy Realm, this window lets me preach the Dao to all sentient beings."

A ripple stirred in Lu Yuan's heart as a daring scheme blazed into his mind.

From his knowledge.

Power of Faith proves essential—the bedrock for forging divine material.

Divine material stands critical for Immortal powerhouses, dictating their shot at Divinity Transformation and forming a Divine Form.

Thus, more faithful followers boost the odds of divine ascension.

Like the Main World's Ancient Emperors, who frenziedly bloated their realms and masses at any price to reap vast Power of Faith.

But Supreme Origin Sacred Realm's domains and perks stood long partitioned by Dao Lineages, barring fresh entrants.

Still, the enigmatic flight of those Immortal Emperors from this realm gifted Lu Yuan a priceless golden chance.

Grasping it to spread teachings across all life would mend his Great Dao Injury while netting hordes of followers and fans.

Setting the stage ahead for his destined divine breakthrough!

"Preaching needs a sect base, so launch from Medicine God Sect."

After a brief mull, Lu Yuan firmed his resolve.

With one step, like instant teleportation, he materialized inside Medicine God Sect's grand hall.

Xu Yucheng conferred vital affairs with fellow Elders when Lu Yuan popped into existence from void, jolting his soul and prompting instant, deep obeisance.

"We pay our respects to the Immortal Emperor!"

Though Lu Yuan hadn't attained Emperor enlightenment, stuck at Half-Step Immortal Emperor level.

Yet to Xu Yucheng and others, he ranked as a full Quasi-Immortal Emperor, his fighting edge rivaling any Peak Immortal Emperor.

Immortal Emperor breakthrough was merely time's affair!