A divine light, swift as lightning, descended without resistance and appeared above Yi Tianxing's head. In an instant, it pierced into his body at an inconceivable speed. Neither his physical form nor his Dharma Form (法相) posed any obstacle—it entered effortlessly, appearing directly within his Divine Sea, and then dove straight into the Heavenly Emperor Dragon-Taming Diagram (天帝御龙图), fusing seamlessly into the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Body (天帝法身).
A streak of purple light flashed across the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Body before vanishing completely.
"This is fortune—supreme fortune."
Yi Tianxing's heart trembled. He could feel his Heavenly Emperor Dharma Body becoming visibly more refined and tangible. Its form grew clearer, more majestic—its aura now overwhelming, like towering mountains. Although it didn't break through from the Dharma Form Stage to the Soul Condensation Realm (凝魂一阶), its aura was truly terrifying.
No one could have imagined the magnitude of the fortune he had just received.
Purple Qi—Hongmeng Purple Qi (鸿蒙紫气).It was a complete strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi, not fragmented or diluted, but a fully intact stream.
More importantly, this Hongmeng Purple Qi directly merged with the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Body, linking intimately with his personal dharma resonance. Unlike the previously acquired one-tenth strand of Purple Qi, which required painstaking effort to integrate, this time the fusion was effortless and natural.
A complete Hongmeng Purple Qi was fundamentally different from an incomplete one.
The moment it entered his body, he immediately understood its nature. Though seemingly similar in structure to the fragmented version, its effectiveness was magnified tenfold, even a hundredfold. A complete strand was capable of bearing the Dao itself. Once one infused it with one's own cultivation method and Dao, the Purple Qi could transform into a Dao-bearing artifact (载道之器).
It would ceaselessly attract the laws and principles of the Dao one cultivated, drawing them inward, allowing natural enlightenment and fusion. It would then become part of one's cultivation and realm. For instance, Yi Tianxing practiced the Heavenly Emperor Dragon-Taming Canon (天帝御龙经), an Imperial Dao (帝道) cultivation method. Regardless of whether the Imperial Dao already existed in the world or not, the Hongmeng Purple Qi could assist him in comprehending it.
It could even become the vessel for his self-comprehended Dao, drawing him closer than ever to the Heavenly Laws. Comprehension became effortless—as natural as a fish swimming in water.
With every passing moment, the sources of his Life Apertures were increasing. This was the true foundation of the Great Dao.
There were few treasures in the world that could rival it.
Even Yi Tianxing, who had encountered countless rare treasures, found his heart violently shaken by this one.
"This will be my trump card. A secret that must never be shared."
Yi Tianxing opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings swiftly. He discovered that no one had noticed the supreme fortune he had just received. Most of the attention was focused on the countless visions manifesting across the battlefield—newly ascended talents breaking through into the Dharma Form Realm.
The divine light he absorbed was simply too insignificant among the dazzling anomalies.
No one noticed it—it had already fused with his Dharma Form and vanished. As long as he remained silent, no one could possibly uncover his gain, not even through divination.
As the Emperor of Great Yi, the lord of a Destiny Dynasty, the karmic ties on his body involved billions of human lives. No matter how powerful a divination art may be, they couldn't penetrate his fate. Even if they tried, the results would be chaotic and divergent—a thousand possibilities and none certain.
This was why cultivators skilled in divination arts rarely attempted to divine the fate of an emperor, especially one ruling a flourishing dynasty. The backlash could be deadly—crippling or even fatal.
As long as Yi Tianxing kept it secret, no one could know. Even if someone suspected—what of it?
He looked at the countless phenomena unfolding in the sky, his expression turning solemn.
"It seems the Eternal Continent is officially stepping into the Dharma Form era. Whether this is fortune or disaster remains to be seen."
He murmured to himself.
This time, it wasn't only the human race that received fortune. Every race that participated in the Battlefield of Gods and Demons gained benefits—some more, some less. Just like soldiers on a battlefield, those who contributed more naturally received greater rewards. The same held true here: greater contribution led to greater fortune.
Yi Tianxing, without question, gained one of the largest shares of this fortune. Among the human race, few could rival his merit.
Likewise, foreign races who had fought back against the Eternal Night Demons also earned merit. Many powerful cultivators—those who were just a step away from the Dharma Form Realm—broke through under this fortune.
With a way to break through without facing heavenly tribulation, few would ever choose to undergo one. That would be foolish.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on advancing to the Dharma Form Realm. May your lifespan increase and your reign be eternal."
Jia Xu offered his congratulations.
His joy was evident; it was clear he too had benefited greatly. The Life Map within him had grown, and several Life Apertures had opened—gaining what would usually take years in mere moments.
Such fortune was rare and fleeting. Missing this chance meant it would be nearly impossible to encounter another like it anytime soon.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your advancement! May your lifespan be eternal!"
The soldiers echoed loudly and in unison.
"Eternal life?"Yi Tianxing shook his head inwardly.
The Dharma Form Realm did not equate to eternal life.
With a thought, he entered his Sea of Consciousness, where a transformation unfolded.
Ding!!
Without warning, a red jade-colored decree plate (法牒) appeared in his Life Aperture. It seemed to manifest from the void, and cracks ran along its surface—mysterious and terrifying, etched with the marks of life itself.
There were exactly twenty-seven cracks, jagged and ancient, like fractures on a shattered ceramic plate—unmistakable and indelible.
The plate could withstand thousands of such cracks before completely shattering and collapsing.
At that moment, a strange transformation began.
The red hue of the plate began to fade. A mysterious force flowed into it, and it began transforming—from grey to golden yellow. Its surface glowed like polished jade, exuding a noble brilliance.
The plate grew in size—over twice as large as before.
However, the twenty-seven cracks remained. They didn't disappear but now occupied much less space, appearing almost unnoticeable on the expanded plate.
This was the Life Wheel (命轮)—the mark of a Dharma Form Realm cultivator. A golden Life Wheel signifying a lifespan of three thousand years. As long as no accidents occurred, one could live three millennia. With further breakthroughs, that lifespan would grow.
"Three thousand years is far from eternal. Only upon reaching the Nascent Soul Realm (元神境) and gaining ten thousand years of life can one speak of longevity. But even then, it's not truly eternal."
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath. He wasn't lost in vanity, nor discouraged. Instead, a burning will arose.
Nascent Soul Realm—that was merely the beginning of true longevity.
He sought more than life—he sought immortality.
Once the Life Wheel completed its transformation, it quietly vanished into his sea of consciousness. If desired, it could reappear at any time, displaying its visible "year marks."
"Enough. Send out the order. We must prepare—our departure may be imminent."
Yi Tianxing issued his command.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty. Everything has been prepared. We're ready to depart at any moment."
"Distribute the Divine Pulling Tokens (牵机引). Let all human cultivators willing to follow us use them to leave with us. But before choosing, they must consider carefully—I do not force anyone to follow us to Great Yi. But all who wish to come are welcome. I hope we can forge a brighter future together."
Yi Tianxing's gaze lifted toward the Hongmeng All-Spirits Ranking (鸿蒙万灵榜), where the human race proudly stood at the top. He took a deep breath, fully aware that this was just a temporary ranking—it didn't mean much once they left the battlefield.
The true value of this list lay in the fortune gained—nothing more.
"Everyone... I truly hate to part ways. But now it's time to say goodbye. This time, it's real. Entering the Gate of Gods and Demons (神魔之门) means leaving this battlefield behind."
As the divine lights finally dissipated, the platform appeared in the sky once more.
There stood Xiaosa Ge and Hei Dashuai, tears streaming down their faces.
They were crying uncontrollably—a sight that made even the hard-hearted feel a pang of empathy.
As their cries rang out, an invisible pressure swept through the void, and countless cultivators instinctively looked up to the sky...