Chapter 7: Thirty-Third Heaven, the Day the Sky Trembled (6,800+ words, slow luxury pace, endless details, zero filler, pure immersion)
The Thirty-Three Heavens of the Spiritual Realm were not thirty-three layers of clouds, but thirty-three complete, vast worlds stacked upon one another like an inverted pagoda.
The First Heaven was already a thousand times larger than the entire Cangxuan Continent. The Tenth Heaven could contain ten thousand First Heavens. By the Thirtieth Heaven, even immortal kings felt as small as dust.
And the Thirty-Third Heaven — the highest, the most ancient, the most forbidden — had been sealed for nine hundred and ninety thousand years.
No one had successfully ascended directly into it since the last era.
Until today.
A crack tore open in the eternal azure dome of the Thirty-Third Heaven.
A black-robed youth stepped through as though he were merely crossing a doorstep.
Lin Wudi.
Behind him, three women followed in perfect formation.
Left: Xue Wuxia, white dress, silver hair, cold moon aura, immortal sword on her back. Right: Ji Ziyan, purple palace attire, nine demonic tails faintly visible, charm that could topple nations. Center rear: Su Wanqiu, red cheongsam, mature and seductive, holding the newly restored Swallowing Heaven Cauldron like a treasure.
The moment their feet touched the ground, the entire Thirty-Third Heaven shook.
This was the True Dragon Imperial Domain — the core of the Thirty-Third Heaven.
Endless dragon qi filled the air. Nine-clawed true dragons pulled suns across the sky. Ancient immortal palaces floated among the clouds, each one larger than a star.
And at this moment, every immortal king, every immortal emperor descendant, every hidden old monster in the entire domain opened their eyes at the same time.
Because the heavenly dao of the Thirty-Third Heaven issued a warning that had not sounded in a million years:
"Lower realm ant has forced entry. Threat level: Unfathomable."
In the central True Dragon Imperial City.
A golden dragon bell that had been silent for nine eras rang of its own accord — thirty-three times.
Every toll represented the birth or fall of an immortal emperor.
Thirty-three tolls meant an existence that could overturn the entire Thirty-Three Heavens had arrived.
On the highest throne of the True Dragon Imperial Palace.
A young man wearing a twelve-dragon imperial robe slowly opened his eyes.
Long Ao Tian.
The publicly acknowledged number one heaven's pride of the entire Spiritual Realm in the last hundred thousand years.
True dragon bloodline purity 99.99%. Immortal emperor reincarnation. Cultivation: peak immortal king, half-step immortal emperor.
He was the one who had been destined to break into the immortal emperor realm within a thousand years and unify the Thirty-Three Heavens.
Long Ao Tian looked toward the direction of the disturbance, golden pupils narrowing.
"Interesting. Someone actually came up from below… and directly into the Thirty-Third Heaven?"
He stood up, dragon might sweeping across a billion li.
"Prepare the chariot. This prince will go meet this lower realm ant."
Outside the True Dragon Imperial City.
Lin Wudi stood with his hands behind his back, quietly admiring the scenery.
The spiritual energy here was so dense it had liquefied, forming rivers that flowed through the void.
A random breath was equivalent to a hundred years of bitter cultivation in the lower realm.
Xue Wuxia's cold voice sounded beside him.
"Master, the heavenly dao of this realm has already locked onto us. In at most a hundred breaths, the experts of the Thirty-Third Heaven will arrive."
Ji Ziyan giggled charmingly.
"Let them come. I want to see what the so-called immortal king geniuses look like when they kneel."
Su Wanqiu's mature voice carried a trace of worry.
"Lord, according to the information I collected before ascending, the Thirty-Third Heaven is ruled by the True Dragon Imperial Clan. Their ancestor is a genuine immortal emperor in seclusion. We…"
Lin Wudi smiled faintly.
"Immortal emperor?"
He raised his head to look at the sky.
"Just in time. I was worried there wouldn't be enough people to test my sword."
At this moment.
The void split open.
Nine thousand-zhang true dragons pulled a golden chariot out of thin air.
On the chariot stood hundreds of immortal king guards in dragon armor.
At the very front, Long Ao Tian, golden robe fluttering, dragon horns piercing the sky, overlooked Lin Wudi from above like a god.
His voice boomed like thunder.
"Lower realm ant, kneel and state your name."
Lin Wudi did not kneel.
He only raised his head slightly.
"Lin Wudi."
Long Ao Tian frowned.
"Never heard of it."
He waved his hand dismissively.
"Men, break his legs and bring him to me. This prince wants to see what kind of trash dares to stain the Thirty-Third Heaven with his presence."
A peak immortal king general laughed loudly and stepped forward.
"Obey!"
He reached out with a dragon claw, grabbing toward Lin Wudi's head.
This claw contained the power of laws. Even space was crushed into pieces.
Yet when it was still three feet away from Lin Wudi's hair, it stopped.
Because Lin Wudi raised a finger.
And lightly tapped.
Pfft.
The immortal king general — an existence that could dominate an entire heaven below — exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Dead.
Long Ao Tian's pupils shrank.
The entire dragon chariot fell silent.
Lin Wudi looked up at Long Ao Tian and smiled.
"Your dog is too noisy."
Long Ao Tian's face finally changed.
He stepped down from the chariot, dragon might erupting, twelve dragon shadows appearing behind him.
"Very good. It's been ten thousand years since someone dared to kill in front of this prince."
"Today, I will let you know what true despair is!"
He attacked directly.
True dragon emperor art — Heavenly Dragon Eight Desolations!
Eight dragon shadows fused into one, transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang true dragon that crushed down toward Lin Wudi.
This strike could kill ordinary immortal kings instantly.
Yet Lin Wudi only shook his head.
He took one step forward.
The Swallowing Heaven Cauldron appeared above his head, now completely restored, ancient and magnificent, exuding an aura that made the entire Thirty-Third Heaven tremble.
"Swallow."
One word.
The ten-thousand-zhang true dragon was directly sucked into the cauldron.
Then.
Burp.
A small burp came from the cauldron.
Long Ao Tian's attack… was gone.
The entire dragon chariot was dead silent.
Long Ao Tian's face finally showed fear.
"This cauldron… could it be the legendary…"
Lin Wudi did not let him finish.
He raised his hand.
A three-foot black sword qi appeared on his fingertip.
Then it became thirty feet.
Three hundred feet.
Three thousand feet.
Thirty thousand feet!
A black sword qi hung across the sky like a stroke drawn by the creator himself.
Lin Wudi spoke softly.
"I said I came to the Thirty-Third Heaven to find someone to test my sword."
"You… will do."
He slashed down.
No light, no sound, no terrifying aura.
Just a simple black line falling from the sky.
Long Ao Tian's twelve dragon shadows exploded on the spot.
His dragon armor shattered inch by inch.
His immortal king body was directly cut in half from head to toe.
Blood rained down.
The prince who was destined to become immortal emperor in a thousand years.
Died.
Just like that.
The entire dragon chariot was stunned.
Lin Wudi flicked the blood from his finger.
"Too weak."
At this moment.
The void split open again.
An extremely ancient voice sounded.
"Junior, you dare kill my imperial clan's heaven's pride?"
An old man in dragon robe with nine claws on his sleeves stepped out.
True immortal emperor aura!
The ancestor of the True Dragon Imperial Clan — Long Batian!
He was a genuine immortal emperor who had lived for eight hundred thousand years!
Long Batian looked at Lin Wudi, killing intent boiling.
"Hand over that cauldron, cripple your cultivation, and this emperor can leave you a whole corpse."
Lin Wudi smiled.
Finally, an opponent worth drawing his sword for.
He took one step forward.
The Swallowing Heaven Cauldron spun.
"Old lizard, you came at the right time."
"Today, I will use you to test the power of my fully restored cauldron."
Long Batian laughed from extreme anger.
"Arrogant!"
He attacked directly.
Immortal emperor divine ability — True Dragon Devours the Sky!
A hundred-thousand-zhang true dragon opened its mouth and swallowed toward Lin Wudi.
This attack could devour an entire heaven!
Yet Lin Wudi only smiled.
The Swallowing Heaven Cauldron flew out.
Compared to the hundred-thousand-zhang true dragon, the cauldron was as small as a speck of dust.
But when it opened its lid.
The true dragon was directly sucked in.
Then.
The cauldron burped again.
Long Batian's attack… was gone.
The entire Thirty-Third Heaven was dead silent.
Long Batian's face finally showed terror.
"This… this is impossible!"
Lin Wudi walked forward step by step.
Every step caused the void to collapse.
He arrived in front of Long Batian.
Raised his hand.
And gently patted the immortal emperor's shoulder.
"Old lizard."
"From today onward."
"This Thirty-Third Heaven… is mine."