The outcome was a foregone conclusion. The Globe of Creation facing nearly three thousand zones stood undefeated, clashing repeatedly with the various Ways of Creation belonging to those within the Battlefield fearlessly and arrogantly without taking a single step back.
Effort over effort, effort atop effort, and effort empowered by effort led to the irrefutable conclusion across the hearts and souls of countless Creationists. These were the Creationist elites who bore their fangs bravely against others, honing their crafts under the suppressive environment of the Battlefield while simultaneously risking their lives. They were no small fry.
"After nine days..." A middle-aged genius of a Forger, roughly on par with a Senior Earthly Saint Alchemist fell to his knees as his cultivation base was thoroughly exhausted, his hands were worn to almost bones, and his eyes bled ferociously from executing extensive ocular spiritual spells. The last few days were the greatest showing of his entire life, working together with a group of grand elite talents to forge a Mystic-World grade Armament, and although its classification was lowly rated, the fact that it was constructed was a wonderful display of their capabilities. Yet none of that mattered as the Creation Value of Wei Wuyin's Globe of Creation crushed all hope.
Were they destined to die?!
And the Moderators remained impassive and vague, not forthcoming with any information regarding this new threat that sought to challenge the entirety of the Outer Stellar Battlefield of Order and push almost everyone into the depths of complete despair! How unreasonable! How frustrating! HOW OUTRAGEOUS!!
Hot tears flowed from the eyes of many, ranging from the young to the middle-aged to the elderly. Knees thudded to the ground. Apologies were uttered to allies, friends, and family. The radiance from the Globe of Creation forced them to bask in its unrivaled brilliance. Their Towers of Selene were impacted heavily, suffering faint cracks and incessant trembling.
Eventually, a single-worded seed of hope formed in their hearts: "Surrender." The third phase would subject them to catastrophic Chaos Descents, and their lives would be all but forfeit from the egregious Creation Value. Meetings were held by the leaders of their respective zones, of their respective regions, of their respective factions, and they all had only a single topic of discussion: Survival.
Wei Wuyin stood at the door of his abode, observing the great Globe of Creation that hung above the sky, suppressing every other light of creation that dared to face it. He played with his Identity Rune between his fingers while a smile danced on his lips.
Unlike the Inner Stellar Battlefield of Order, the Outer Stellar Battlefield had remained staunchly resisting for the entire nine days. Only at the edge of which there was no longer the slightest possibility of any other outcome that they sent messages of surrender.
"It'll be harder to extract true secrets from these fellows, definitely bound by Spirit Oaths," Wei Wuyin said as he laughed cheekily, inspecting a section of his Primordial Expanse that held the load of oath-seed-dissolving potions. He had long since made ample preparations to seize all this knowledge. If possible, he hoped to force some of these Blessed to surrender their arts, spells, and cultivation methods of fortune alongside their insights on cultivating them.
The seven-colored crystals from before were his very own creation, allowing them to imbue their memories and direct insights, even experiences within. It was easier if they did so willingly and far less time-consuming. These cultivators didn't cultivate the Neo-Dawn Visualization Method, so he could only rely on this way to ease the process.
Lately, after Magus connected with Kratos, deciphering the truth regarding Kratos' prone behavior of spouting indistinguishable and indiscernible nonsense on the regular covered by boasting remarks and draconic roars, the fifth Spirit of Cultivation and former Second Mind was deep in study.
The Enlightened Everlasting Mystic Power it wielded was unfathomably profound, genuinely tethered to the Mind Dao, while also possessing qualities of the everlasting, a lesser form of eternity. The Library of Eden was a direct representation of its immortal pursuit of great knowledge, establishing its Mystic Form. Recently, it has been hyper with activity, bursting furiously with Enlightened Scholarly Mist.
After the conclusion was reached, it halted its excessive and obsessive calculations as it readied itself to digest knowledge from these elites. However, it refused to speak a single word.
The events unfolded like before. The galactic cluster's lower-staged Ascended beings and upper-tier Mortals gathered into a single meeting, and when Wei Wuyin arrived, he ousted his identity without hiding anything. Answers were instantly given as enlightened expressions swept the room.
A Heavenly Saint Alchemist!
Why was a Heavenly Saint Alchemist here?!
But some of those who were from the Utmost Purity Galaxy's region were able to clear out many doubts in the interim. The Neo-Dawn Alchemic Saint was said to be a Heavenly Saint Alchemist who has the body of a lower- staged Mystic Ascendant Realm. Some suspected possession. Few suspected genuinely unrivaled talent. Most thought of the legends of reincarnation and redoing their cultivation base with new vitality.
Unlike Su Yi's path, if Wei Wuyin was the reincarnation of an Exalted Worldly Saint Alchemist on the verge of becoming a Heavenly Saint Alchemist with a million or more years of experience, then his challenging and subsequent victory was a foregone conclusion. Somehow, this eased their troubled hearts and grounded their Hearts of Cultivation.
However, his request was excessive. Immediately met with resistance as oaths were brought up alongside loyalty. Some even brazenly questioned Wei Wuyin's audacious actions by suggesting that the other galaxies wouldn't like their lineages to be spread so wildly without reason. In the end, these individuals were suppressed and ignored.
The insights of Creationists of the most elite, formed through oppression and strict restriction, were the purest, limiting all external influences, so they were products of genuine skill, repeated testing, and earnest study. He refused to lose out on extracting this. As such, he spent the next few hours rapidly establishing his position, offering compensation to those who had special arts or insights in the form of War Souls.
They soon succumbed to temptation after Wei Wuyin offered oath seed-dissolving potions, alongside ample War Souls, and finally, acceptance of their surrender without consequence, allowing each of them to avert disaster from a Chaos Descent. The Negotiation step prior to the Siege Phase was handled with practiced ease.
Wei Wuyin only took three days before he extracted the maximum benefits from those throughout this Outer Stellar Battlefield of Order. Magus gleefully accepted it all, organizing everything neatly.
When Wei Wuyin was about to accept his merit, he received a pulsing mental message that was less words and more meaning, causing his expression to change drastically. "Really?" As he delved into the feeling, he brought the message to the Bai Xius.
The two young women were lazily slurping Utmost Purity Liquid as they relaxed in extreme joy. This was the life! Especially since Wei Wuyin was producing more for them to consume without needing to request anything. Since they were split into seven forms of themselves, the consumption of Utmost Purity Mist or Liquid not only sustained their existence, but allowed them both to acquire Independent Spirit of Dao forms.
"Bai Xiu, give me your thoughts." Wei Wuyin sent Magus' message over, and the lounging and lazy Bai Xiu immediately jumped. "That's...that's another me!"
She immediately sensed the unique insights of her brand of Alchemic Dao, including specialty spells that only she and her sisters knew.
"Where did it come from?" Bai Xiu urgently asked. After finding comfort with her sister, she wanted nothing more than to find the others out there. Not just for the Immortal-Rank Alchemical Product that their combined forms will likely possess, but because they were out there, likely starving to death seeking survival while she enjoyed the most luxurious experience.
It was no different than becoming a billionaire and knowing your family was out there eating out of the trash. How could she not wish to find them?!
Just as Wei Wuyin was about to answer, Magus sent another pulsing mental message. Once again, it was more feelings than words. And it carried the same situation: evidence of another Bai Xiu. It was vague, but the spell was an almost direct derivative of a unique spell from Bai Xiu.
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Considering the Outer Battlefield covered the entire galactic cluster, finding evidence of two others from insights of disciples gained from their masters, organizations, or ancient legacies of fortune wasn't too far-fetched.
"The Prosperous Ruin Galaxy's Severing Core Pavilion and the Buried Sword Galaxy's Sword Pill Sect," Wei Wuyin's eyes narrowed as he added: "Seems like the Prosperous Ruin Galaxy's Severing Core Pavilion's Cauldron is likely in the Ascendant Battlefield of Order. Good. This will make it easier."
Bai Xiu was nearly jumping with joy while the more stoic sister was stuffing her mouth with a cloud of fresh Utmost Purity Mist as her eyes radiated excitement.
Wei Wuyin concluded the war with a ceasefire. After which, he brought Tilly and Mu Yura to the merit-claiming stage. He urged Mu Yura to properly digest her gains back in the empire, and find Xue Yifei when she returned. After bravely deciding to follow him in challenging the entire Outer Stellar Battlefield of Order, she had received an extraordinary amount of War Souls. He wasn't going to touch anything she earned, unwilling to stoop so low, and simply told her that Xue Yifei would make fair trades and elevate her position within the Hepta-Dawn Alchemic
It was her choice whether to keep the War Souls, trade them before leaving, or offer them to the empire.
Mu Yura was a little terrified thinking about Xue Yifei, but agreed to consider her as an option.
Wei Wuyin could only laugh at her hesitation.
"Can you come to the Ascendant Battlefield?" He asked Tilly. She was an Entry Moderator, but her cultivation was rather low. She obviously wanted to see how far Wei Wuyin would go, and proudly declared that she would act as his Entry Moderator until his departure.
"Good. We haven't tried every position yet," he teased as they vanished from the battlefield, leaving behind a growing legend of the Neo-Dawn Alchemic Saint conquering battlefield after battlefield. As for the Nexus Battlefield, that was entirely avoided.
After completing the Nexus Battlefield, one was forced to depart. If he joined the Nexus Battlefield, he'd only acquire qualifications to re-enter after becoming an Earthly Saint. Considering he sought to maximize his gains as a lower-stage cultivator through the merit system, how could he possibly allow that?
After all, his final goal was the Galactic Battlefield!