Chapter 505

Chapter 505: Eighty-Five Years in a Second, Feng Ci

Yun Ye stepped onto the Altar and casually stomped his foot… However, nothing happened; there was no unusual reaction.

"Indeed, this place is remarkable," Yun Ye said.

In truth, the absence of anything happening was the greatest abnormality.

Although it was just a light stomp, with Yun Ye’s current control using the Tenth Turn Great Method, that single stomp could shake the earth for a thousand miles.

A normal altar would have disintegrated the moment he stomped; how could there be "nothing happening"?

"To be precise, it’s not that nothing happened; something did occur, but it held no significance. The altar is in a higher dimension, and external forms are merely projections. Our interference in the material world is meaningless to things in a higher dimension."

"Then the question arises: this must be a power only available to a Honored Position, right? Who set this up here?"

Ming Ri asked curiously.

"Yes, that’s why I mention opportunities and calculations. There are very few of such figures in the Red Heaven realm; it’s completely another level," Yun Ye replied.

"Another level… indeed?" Ming Ri nodded silently.

In fact, a comparison reveals that the Red Heaven realm is quite balanced.

The Luo Dynasty has True Immortal beings, existing in the third tier of the entire cultivation system, capable of flattening vast lands in an instant.

If one amplifies the destructive capacity of a True Immortal, they could easily spread their destructive power across thousands and even hundreds of thousands of miles.

Forget about a single Earth; even a star could be exploded. This is an absolute difference in mass. As one ascends to higher realms, power becomes compressed, and rarely does anyone intentionally expand their lethal range, diminishing their own power.

Such figures may seem numerous from Yun Ye’s perspective; however, in terms of mass, True Immortal cultivators carry weight in the Red Heaven realm.

Unlike most stories, where high-tier cultivators cannot emerge from the fringes, the Red Heaven realm requires at least a True Immortal to establish a dynasty.

After all, a “state” defined by super spirit veins inherently has the soil to nurture True Immortals; without equal strength, one cannot defend it.

And if a True Immortal is the ruler of a state, then the Honored Position dominates the continent.

It is said that hundreds or even thousands of True Immortals must exist to create one Honored Position, whose power involves rules and is regarded as the pinnacle of heaven and earth.

Since it is a Honored Position, it is naturally limited.

Just as a state has a single super spirit vein, the number of Honored Positions that a continent can hold is also limited. To achieve a Honored Position, one must not only reach the perfect state of a True Immortal but also seize Status and Power; otherwise, the possibility of advancing to a Honored Position approaches zero.

The Heavenly Path actually has forty-nine stages, halting at the True Position.

Because at the level of Honored Positions, Royal Path, and Holy Path, the Heavenly Path is rendered helpless; it is not a realm that can be achieved through mere accumulation of knowledge and energy.

Some True Immortals are titled "Heavenly Lords," which illustrates the uniqueness of Honored Positions, similar to the Royal Path of the True Immortal Mother.

The Altar before him clearly exists in another dimension yet can project itself into reality. This is one manifestation of a Honored Position; it represents the strongest power of humanity under normal circumstances. If Yun Ye did not fully utilize the Power of Opening Heaven and Earth to break it apart, he could not harm the Altar in the slightest.

A Honored Position hides an altar of special significance in the Desert of Wind State, which reveals deep meaning at every glance.

Yun Ye was eager to uncover its secrets!

He had only encountered rulers equal to Honored Positions among demons, but this was his first meeting with such a figure among humans, making it worth his full exploration.

“Tenth Turn Mystic Law: Time Rewind!”

Yun Ye’s ten laws could form all kinds of techniques. He began to unleash this invincible power to trace the origins of the Altar.

Time fragments swirled.

A multitude of past events unfolded.

One hundred years…

Two hundred years…

One thousand years…

Five thousand years…

The underground space remained unchanged; no one had ever set foot in it. Thousands of years passed, just like a single day, until five thousand years ago when a change occurred.

A child in brocade robes, covered in blood, tumbled into the underground space, fortuitously dripping blood on the Altar, triggering a strange phenomenon as sacred sounds reverberated.

In just a brief moment, the child’s eyes matured, as if he had been through countless battles; he seemed like a warrior emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Even his constitution transformed, leaping from a mediocre talent to about an A+ level in the Luo Dynasty.

"I’ve returned! I’ve succeeded… Ha… Haha… Hahaha!"

The child in brocade robes laughed wildly as he left the cave and gradually moved beyond the observable history of the Altar.

Yun Ye paused the scene.

His eyes swirled with profound mysteries, merging into seven colors as chaos spread. The Lines of Causality connected back to the fading child.

“I can’t miss such an interesting event! Let me see what happened next!”

Yun Ye’s consciousness followed the child, continuing the journey.

Then, Yun Ye learned that this child in brocade was named Feng Ci, the direct heir of a small Spiritual Law family. However, his talent was not impressive; he barely managed to obtain a life of wealth, while cultivation seemed entirely out of his reach.

At the age of fourteen, a significant upheaval occurred in his family, shattering all his envisioned futures.

Someone seized power and succeeded, leading to the brutal purge of the former head of the family and their associates—some were killed, others injured, and some surrendered.

Though Feng Ci was just an ordinary being, he carried the bloodline of the family head and became one of the targets for purging, though his case attracted little attention.

The person in charge playfully tossed Feng Ci out of Spirit Town to see him struggling and helpless. But when the enemy family attacked, Feng Ci narrowly escaped fate and fortuitously fell into the Altar’s space.

In the Altar’s space, Feng Ci undoubtedly experienced tremendous growth. Although inexplicable, his body and mind surged dramatically.

Yun Ye assessed Feng Ci’s soul, discovering he had already consumed 99 years of his soul’s lifespan; only one year remained before death.

“A real illusion, where one second equals eighty-five years?”

Yun Ye felt it was very close to the truth, as it explained Feng Ci’s sudden growth.

The story continued.

After leaving the Altar space, Feng Ci immediately ventured deep into the mountain, starting to practice a technique of the Wind Element and advancing to the spiritual realm within a month.

In the Altar space, he had already obtained a top-tier spiritual body. Naturally, training in the Spiritual Law Meridians went extremely fast, and even after entering the spiritual realm, he continued his practice until he completed the first small stage and laid a foundation, only then did he pause.

After all, cultivation does not grant longevity simply by advancing; one must complete every stage.

With only one year of life left, if Feng Ci did not seize every moment, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

Upon stepping into the spiritual realm and laying a foundation, Feng Ci gained twenty more years of life, finally having the time to pursue what he wanted to do. He immediately returned to Spirit Town to investigate. Finding that the Feng family still existed after the power grab, he decisively annihilated them, torturing the mastermind who almost killed him for seven days and nights.

After all, it was just a small family, lacking even a law realm; Feng Ci had no trouble destroying them with his strength.

However, due to this underestimation, Feng Ci witnessed the might of Dao tools, leaving a profound mark in his heart.

After annihilating the Feng family, Feng Ci confronted the ruling family of Spirit Town. After defeating several law realm practitioners in succession, the startled ruling family summoned a Dao tool. In an instant, Feng Ci could no longer transform into the Wind Element; his invincible physique became ineffective, and he was imprisoned by invisible chains, thrown into a dungeon, where he was tortured to reveal the secrets of his newfound strength.