Top enlightenment at 100 years old Chapter 655 - 636: Golden Page, World Transformed

In that instant, waves of golden light radiated from deep within his sea of consciousness.

A sheet of golden parchment hovered silently right at its core.

Crucially, every character upon it sprang to life, emerging sequentially from the parchment before imprinting themselves profoundly into Ji Haoyuan’s mind.

Right then, a deep shock gripped Ji Haoyuan.

He abruptly realized that the Taoyi Dao Sutra inscribed on the golden parchment formed an exceptionally intact scripture.

It spanned from foundational cultivation to Immortal ascension, onward to the Sect Hierarch realm and beyond—all meticulously outlined in this sutra.

Furthermore, the scripture housed numerous supreme spells and divine abilities.

Ji Haoyuan felt certain that fully mastering this scripture would propel his strength to soaring heights.

Beyond that, the golden parchment itself proved remarkably exceptional.

With just a single thought.

Whoosh.

The golden parchment shot forth from his sea of consciousness, carving a lengthy golden trail across the air.

To gauge its might, Ji Haoyuan summoned a rarely wielded Immortal Treasure.

The outcome stunned Ji Haoyuan: the instant the golden parchment touched the Immortal Treasure, a deep fissure cracked open across its surface.

This occurred even without him fully unleashing the parchment’s power.

He could scarcely fathom it.

What if he activated the golden parchment at full force—might it cleave that Immortal Treasure clean in two?

Absolutely, such a feat seemed entirely feasible.

Utterly astonishing.

This journey on the Lost Path Boat brought grave dangers, yet.

His rewards matched them in magnitude.

Both the parchment and the Dao Sutra etched upon it held incalculable value.

News of this would ignite turmoil across the Lower Realm and Upper Realm alike.

Even Sect Hierarchs from mighty sects would descend into frenzy for it.

Without dawdling in place.

Once he stored the golden parchment, Ji Haoyuan hastened back to Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.

In the days ahead, he immersed nearly every moment in unraveling the Taoyi Dao Sutra.

Grasping this Dao Sutra enabled Ji Haoyuan to swiftly command various unique arts and divine skills.

Above all, delving into the sutra yielded fresh revelations on his cultivated spells, honing them to greater perfection.

Two years onward.

Ji Haoyuan’s cultivation surged further, attaining True Immortal Seventh Layer Heaven.

Now he truly sensed his colossal power.

No rival could match him in the True Immortal realm.

He held firm confidence against even standard Celestial Star Realm Immortals.

Boom!

Precisely as Ji Haoyuan geared to emerge from seclusion, a thunderous roar exploded amid heaven and earth.

This rumble arose from the grand Dao’s domain.

It echoed solely in the minds of cultivators.

Mortals remained utterly oblivious to it.

Ji Haoyuan’s instincts flared with alarm.

Especially after stepping out and peering through the Dao Law Heavenly Eye, he discerned the Lower Realm’s worldly laws shifting at breakneck speed.

Celestial radiance flooded forth, boundless Spiritual Qi crashing like colossal waves, rampaging wildly between sky and land.

Layer upon layer of rule dao charm gleamed with eerie splendor, surging rapidly into the endless void.

The vast world underwent supreme elevation, ascending to a higher, more profound dimension.

Many cultivators shattered stubborn barriers amid the shift, propelling their cultivation into new heights.

Yet this revealed only a fragment of the world’s grand metamorphosis.

Throughout, Ji Haoyuan beheld towering mountains quaking fiercely, rivers surging in turmoil, gales howling with savage fury.

Even soulless entities of nature awakened sentience, swiftly manifesting as humans—bold warriors, ravishing beauties, graceful figures, or tender souls.

Transformed—the grand world had irrevocably changed!

A weighty dread surged within Ji Haoyuan’s heart.

Though the realm’s trajectory gleamed with utmost splendor.

Ji Haoyuan recognized it as the swift fusion of Lower Realm and Upper Realm.

Upon full completion of the merge.

No divide would remain between Lower and Upper Realms thereafter.

The entire cosmos would dawn a dazzling golden age.

Nevertheless, from the horrors witnessed on the Lost Path Boat, Ji Haoyuan grasped the truth all too clearly.

At first glance, the ongoing transformations looked blatantly unnatural.

Especially since the Upper Realm appeared to be suffering an unstoppable disaster.

The whole Upper Realm shrank without mercy.

Making personal cultivation breakthroughs far more challenging than before.

What's more, the vast expanse between heaven and earth contracted at a frightening speed.

Given this chaos, if the two realms actually fused together, how could any such "splendor" possibly burst forth?

This feels wrong.

The most terrible outcome after this blinding glory would be endless stillness.

The unending quiet of the cultivation age.

Precisely like the visions he had beheld.

Black snow blanketed every scrap of land, freezing all cultivators solid—from lofty gods and immortals—reverting them to mere ordinary folk.

"I’ve broken through!

Haha!

I’ve broken through!"

Abruptly.

Innumerable voices erupted in cheers amid this colossal shift.

Many among them came from their Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land cultivators.

Ji Haoyuan distinctly spotted the wild joy and shock lighting up every single face.

Numerous ancient elders, their locks snowy white, shouted in ecstasy.

Heaven's own blessing had descended, ushering in a vibrant new cultivation golden age.

Yearning and hope overflowed in their eyes.

They brimmed with eagerness and optimism.

Ready to seize a fresh start in this revolutionary time, reclaiming their lost majesty.

Right then.

Ji Haoyuan hovered solitary within the void.

He sensed the throng's fervor, comprehended their burning excitement, but oddly, a wave of grief welled unbidden from his heart's core.

This grief rippled outward.

Mysteriously linking with some profound presence.

His ears rang with the mournful cry of heaven and earth, and this immense realm itself.