Top enlightenment at 100 years old Chapter 656 - 637: The Two Realms Connect, Dawn of a New Era

Although countless people view the enormous transformation before them as the dawn of a dazzling new age,

only a handful grasp that it is the final sparkle before nightfall, a fleeting return to splendor.

Ji Haoyuan comprehends the truth of it all for the most part.

Yet against this overwhelming tide, he burns with the will to resist but remains powerless.

At present, he contemplates in silence the isolation lurking beneath this splendor.

Some time later, he withdrew to his private residence inside the grotto.

In the ensuing period, the world's upheavals surged onward relentlessly.

Countless individuals reaped immense gains from these shifts.

Even some decrepit elders ignited a fresh vitality, restoring their youthful prime.

Moreover, numerous mundane sites abruptly evolved into paradise realms, spawning myriad arcane treasures that beckoned adventurers from every corner.

Hence, as days turned to months, roughly one year slipped by.

Once again, the world roared with a colossal quake, like thunderous bells and drums resounding, agitating the magical powers churning in countless bodies.

"What’s happening? Why does it seem like the world’s on the brink of shattering?"

A panicked cry rang out.

At that instant, the firmament overhead blazed with lights of red, yellow, blue, green, silver, and more.

Moments later, peerlessly radiant beams flooded every direction.

This amplified the global tremors to greater ferocity.

Many sensed their inner magical powers boiling with heightened fury.

Yet in the midst, sharper minds perceived the spiritual energy and cosmic laws swelling with richer majesty.

Abruptly, one cultivator thrust a finger toward a distant spot and bellowed.

"Look quick!

What’s that?"

"Gasp!"

Myriad onlookers drew sharp intakes of cold air.

What vision assailed their sight?

A boundless continent akin to an Immortal Domain plunged rapidly into that zone, cloaking it in transcendent glory as blinding rays lanced toward the heavens.

"That... that’s a holy domain from the Upper Realm! Is it set to fully fuse with our Lower Realm’s territory?"

A voice stammered in shock.

"Does the fabled connection between Upper and Lower Realms truly signify this?"

Throngs of people cried out in awe.

For in the time after, hordes beheld a titanic city radiating boundless immortal glow like a celestial bastion, crashing down upon another locale, instantly erupting with endless celestial brilliance in utmost splendor.

In that very moment, all felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surging denser and more copious than prior.

Suddenly, a figure’s pupils shrank, face twisting in alarm.

For right then, they witnessed immortals in divine garb, wreathed in infinite halos, descending gracefully.

Each of these immortals pulsed with formidable might.

Their emergence triggered a faint ripple across the ambient world.

Fortune smiled,

as the ripple faded swiftly.

Soon enough, serenity blanketed all once more.

"It looks like our world has accepted their descent."

A battle-hardened elder remarked.

Still, keen observers spotted the danger hidden in this "glorious" wave.

The two realms teeter on complete linkage, perhaps outright fusion.

This upheaval, though vastly broadening the Lower Realm’s expanse,

would see Upper Realm immortals inevitably encroaching on native domains.

Above all, ancient sect lineages might eye their ancestral peaks and cultivation havens.

Indeed, amid these times, Lower Realm sects, Holy Lands, and Star Sky powerhouses had their sacred mountains and training grounds immersed in profound sanctification.

Across every sect expanse, lavish immortal spirit energy brews nearly every day, laced with potent immortal Dao cadence.

To cultivate amid such splendor yields boundless boons for any soul.

They harbored no doubt: should this evolution persist, their sacred sites would ascend to peerless Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands.

Ji Haoyuan’s abode, the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land, proved no outlier.

Now, the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land, once rooted in an eighth-grade Spirit Vein domain, had ascended to a ninth-grade Immortal Vein.

Inside the sect, dazzling immortal radiance explodes almost daily.

Ji Haoyuan alongside Elder Wan had even unearthed a budding immortal spring.

Its waters undulate with seven-colored splendor.

Right at its core, a golden lotus brimming with chromatic glory has emerged.

Still, that lotus remains unblossomed.

Yet the principle weaves encircling it foretell,

upon its full ripening, an unmatched divine relic awaits.

Likely, even lofty sect sovereigns would covet it.

For this rarity sprang forth organically from the realms’ union and convergence, bearing supreme laws and Dao rhythms beyond compare.

Currently, Ji Haoyuan and Elder Wan have sealed this location completely.

Not even Luo Changsheng, the Saint Master of Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land, knows the exact details of what's happening here.

It's not from deliberate hiding, but rather because, in the present circumstances, no one below the Immortal Realm can possibly guard a secret.

If the truth gets out, they themselves will face tremendous peril.

The Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land would also plunge into massive crises on account of it.

They simply can't determine yet if this initial batch of officially descended individuals includes powerhouses beyond True Immortal realm.

Without such existences, everything remains safe.

But should those supreme beings emerge, everyone originating from the Lower Realm will confront colossal, unpredictable threats.

Fortunately,

During the ensuing period, no horrifying reports surfaced.

The immortals from that first official descent appear to be adjusting to this world's governing rules.

Although the laws here exert far less rejection on them.

Still, over a brief span, they're bound to experience some disharmony.

In this scenario, they clearly have no desire to ignite major chaos.

At the very least, until they've fully acclimated and grasped every detail, they won't resort to any reckless or hasty actions.

Yet, this temporary peace is doomed to shatter eventually.

Three months following the linkage and fusion between the two realms.

A number of Lower Realm immortals finally lost their patience and started making moves.

Before long, earth-shattering news that rattled every local cultivator's soul spread far and wide.

The territory of the Profound Turtle clan—one of the Lower Realm's Star Sky Strong Races—fell under the control of an Immortal Dao sect named Diyuan Palace.

Throughout this conquest, the immortals of Diyuan Palace offered no quarter.

Leveraging their overwhelming cultivation, they ruthlessly crushed the entire Profound Turtle clan.

Every single resister met a swift death.

The surviving Profound Turtles, spared from slaughter, were all seized and reduced to mounts along with spirit pets tasked with mountain defense.