Ch. 801 - Grand Cultivation Era Arrives

When he arrived in the God World, the Five Spirit Orbs floated and rotated around Xu Zimo in the void.

These five beads radiated immense power.

Once the five gathered together, a mysterious connection seemed to form between them, and five different types of spiritforce began to emanate.

They formed a large circle, enveloping Xu Zimo.

"The Grand Cultivation Era," Xu Zimo murmured.

He extended his right hand and rotated it 90 degrees in the air. The Five Spirit Orbs soared into the sky with a mighty force.

At that moment, the world darkened, all things lost their color, the skies churned with turbulent clouds, and sand and stones flew as heavy rain and fierce wind swept in.

All living beings on the God World looked up at the sky, confused and overwhelmed, as if doomsday had come.

Streams of spiritforce spread out from the Five Spirit Orbs.

Long ago, humans of this era had no access to spiritforce.

Now, for the first time, spiritforce swept across the sky.

Within the Nirvana-Fire Pearl, blazing flames erupted like a phoenix soaring through the sky with a piercing cry.

Inside the Soft-Water Pearl, a river of weak water surged continuously, flowing and churning.

A single drop of weak water could crush the void. This long river meandered and drifted away.

In the Destruction-Wind Pearl, a hurricane formed from gales roared past, raising towering waves across the land.

The shattered void of the heavens was stirred into chaos; this storm seemed capable of tearing the sky apart.

The God-Thunder Pearl echoed with thunder. Lightning bolts, like silver dragons, weaved through the void.

All kinds of thunder and lightning roared across the sky, crackling with the fury of the heavens.

Within the Second-Wood Pearl, the aura of life was dense. It mended the broken void, as if birthing new life.

Green light blossomed and pierced through the heavens.

These were the Five Spirit Orbs, carrying earth-shattering power as they slowly moved toward one another, eventually merging step by step.

At the moment the five beads became one, a thunderous explosion sounded, like a clap of thunder breaking the silence.

A beam of light flashed across the entire world.

The sound of rain poured down like someone dumping a bucket of water from above.

The whole world was submerged in this torrential downpour.

This was no ordinary rain, it was spirit liquid formed from spiritforce.

The rain fell to the earth, nourishing all living things.

Since the creatures of this world had never experienced spiritforce before, even a single breath now made them feel significantly stronger.

After evaporating, some of the rain seeped into the earth while some drifted above the land.

Both animals and humans could clearly feel their bodies becoming stronger.

But without traditional cultivation methods, this strengthening had its limits.

……

The heavy rain continued to pour, and it was clear it wouldn’t stop anytime soon.

Xu Zimo was in no hurry. Once the rain of spirit liquid was complete, the world’s spiritforce would be fully activated.

As for how long it would last, even he had no idea.

Next, he had to consider how to bring the cultivation techniques from the Primordial Heartlands into this world.

He wasn’t short on cultivation methods, he had destroyed several sects before, including the Heaven-Severing Sacred Ground and the Lan Imperial Clan, both of which had Grand Emperors in their history. He had preserved countless techniques and meridian skills accumulated over many eras by those sects.

He had no use for them, but they were perfect for a world just beginning to establish a cultivation system.

What Xu Zimo had to consider was how to make these techniques appear in the God World naturally.

He couldn’t let the people here suspect that they were merely beings raised inside the God World.

That every move they made was being monitored.

……

In this world, many legends also existed.

Legends of Gods, Ghosts, Buddhas, and Demons.

These could be considered superstition, and as humanity progressed out of ignorance, superstition gradually faded.

Now, Xu Zimo planned to use these legends of gods and ghosts to create ruins and inheritance sites, letting people of this world gradually discover them.

Eventually, they would come to accept cultivation.

If necessary, he could have the Dragon Gods of the Myriad Beast Realm show themselves, first shattering the locals' worldview and then helping them rebuild a new one.

After a long period of work, Xu Zimo exited the God World.

Now that the finals of the Martial Heaven Tournament were about to begin, he also wanted to witness the showdown between the most elite talents of the God World.

The finals would still be held in the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm.

The city had projection displays so everyone could watch.

But people like him could go directly into the Heaven-Genesis Microcosm to watch in person.

"Who do you favor this time?" On the way to the finals, people were discussing fervently.

"I’m rooting for Primordius. As the Holy Son of the Supreme Primal Sacred Ground, he’s very mysterious. His opponents so far haven’t even forced him to use full strength."

"I’m going with Baili Xiao. Ever since she was defeated by Xu Zimo years ago, her strength has made a qualitative leap. Plus, she has the Soaring Immortal Physique. Her future is limitless."

"No one’s betting on the rogue cultivators?"

"Rogues? They might be dark horses, but winning the championship? Not likely. In past years, how many rogue cultivators have actually won?"

"True."

Everyone chatted as they arrived around the finals arena.

There was only one arena.

It spanned several thousand square meters, made of top-grade diamond, incredibly hard, tough enough to withstand attacks even from Divine Vein experts.

Representatives from each sect took their seats, and the sixteen contestants began drawing lots for one-on-one battles.

Once the drawing was done, an elder from the Baili Imperial Clan presided over the matches.

The first bout was between Xue Kun of the Purgatory Sacred Ground and Xuanyuan Xuantian.

Xue Kun was a rising star in the Purgatory Sacred Ground. In Tian Mozi’s era, he had carved a bloody path forward.

"Who do you favor?" Xu Qingshan looked at Xu Zimo and asked.

"Xuanyuan Xuantian," Xu Zimo replied without hesitation.

"Why? His popularity isn’t very high this time," Xu Qingshan asked curiously.

"Look at the axe on his back," Xu Zimo said, looking up.

Xuanyuan Xuantian carried an axe on his back. The front half was wrapped in cloth, making it hard to see.

Only the handle was exposed, black mixed with gold, its material unknown.

"Do you know what that is?" Xu Qingshan asked curiously.

Even he couldn’t tell just by looking at the axe handle.

"I’m just guessing, but my instincts are usually right," Xu Zimo said.

"Father, you’ll see soon enough."

As the Baili Imperial Clan elder announced the start of the match, the two contestants walked slowly toward the arena.

Xuanyuan Xuantian cracked his neck, then tossed the axe from his back onto the platform.

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