In the depths of the boundless starry sky.

Within a certain stellar system in the cosmos, this system resembled the layout of Ancestor Star, with a sun surrounded by over a dozen orbiting stars. The unique arrangement of these stars gave rise to a Life Star blessed with an exceptional climate.

Bringing the perspective closer, the beings inhabiting this star turned out to be humans; however, their level of civilization was primitive, akin to the Stone Age. The wild men worshipped totems, and their tribes were governed by wizards who controlled the changes in nature.

Crash!

Dark clouds swept across the sky, covering the entire star.

Atop the dark clouds stood a three-inch-tall yellow figure.

"Heh heh, this place isn't bad. Hmm? Totems? Interesting—fine, I won't eat you all."

The Taishi Demon Emperor descended to the mortal world, casually flying over a tribe.

Whoosh!!

A wild gale surged, sand and stones flying chaotically.

The entire tribe rushed out, including their wizard, whose face was smeared with oils and colors, and whose headdress was adorned with colorful ornaments.

Seeing the figure in the sky, the wizard roared angrily, pulling out a small jar from somewhere and splashing its contents into the air.

Crash!

A dark, blood-scented ash of plants formed into the shape of a fierce black wolf in the sky.

This was the totem of their tribe.

Worshipped for generations, the black wolf had long since become an existence akin to a divine spirit.

Its ten-zhang-tall body stood like a mountain, roaring toward the three-inch figure in the sky.

"What the hell is this?" The Taishi Demon Emperor snorted dismissively. A single glance from him caused the black wolf to instantly dissipate into ashes.

"From today onward, I shall be your god! The God Taishi!"

Taishi decided to no longer be a Demon Emperor but to pursue a different path.

He would unify the Human Clan and become their sole divine spirit, using the power of faith to merge with this star and gradually nurture and grow stronger.

"Hmph, who says the Outer Heaven Heavenly Court cannot be considered a Heavenly Court? Song Lin, just you wait."

Taishi thought to himself.

The Outer Heaven Heavenly Court didn't lack the conditions to become a true Heavenly Court. It was just that, due to the constraints of the star's laws, it lacked completeness. Still, if he conquered a few more Outer Heaven Stars, wouldn't that mend the shortcomings?

"Very well, three hundred years. In three hundred years, I shall surely launch a counterattack on the Ancestor Star!"

God Taishi declared his grand ambition.

Though he was reluctant to admit it, Song Lin did have the advantage of favorable terrain.

The Ancestor Star was akin to the prosperous Shenzhou regions of ancient times, whereas the Outer Heaven territories were merely remote and desolate.

Indeed, there had been cases of defeated lords fleeing to the Wilderness to stage a comeback, but throughout history, who had ever succeeded?

Back in Shenzhou, with access to so many resources, they still couldn't win—let alone in an outlying Wilderness.

"Still, this universe doesn't belong solely to me. Just wait and see; we'll meet again during the Upper Pure Demon Tribulation."

Taishi grew silent.

The universe was vast. He was three billion light-years away from the Ancestor Star, and he had relied on a Secret Technique to reach this place. He refused to believe that Song Lin could possibly track him here.

Did they really think the Heavenly Heavenly Court was that easy to establish?

At the very least, one had to defeat the majority of competing factions and perfect dozens of laws to qualify as a true Heavenly Heavenly Court.

Even achieving Harmonization Perfection made escaping a Small Thousand World an incredibly arduous task.

Of course, starting from the Ancestor Star carried distinct advantages since its laws were far more complete.

Above the Ancestor Star, Song Lin's dharma body sat in meditation, cultivating day and night without pause, continually absorbing Pure Yang energy.

His dharma body grew golden and translucent, bearing a resemblance to the Buddhist Sect's Golden Body.

This was no coincidence; back then, Song Lin had indeed drawn inspiration from certain Buddhist Magic Skills, especially Randeng Buddha's Bright Body technique. It wasn't an exaggeration to compare it to the Buddhist Sect's Golden Body.

After all, the Buddhist Sect was one of the major powers across the Ten Thousand Realms. With such excellence laid bare before him, why wouldn't he make use of it?

Besides, it wasn't as though becoming a Buddhist required shaving one's head.

"Since the Real World offers nothing of value, I might as well explore the Outer Heaven Stars."

Song Lin pondered, then closed his eyes to harmonize with the Ancient Green Candle Lamp.

His Divine Thought merged with the Great Dao. With his Harmonization progress now at 80%, though not yet at Harmonization Perfection where a single thought could reach the Ten Thousand Realms, the Green Candle Lamp still allowed for immense versatility.

Anywhere with a sun, he could use the Green Candle to reach.

Before long, Song Lin sensed one such place. It was seven million light-years from the Ancestor Star—a distance that, traveling at the speed of light, would take seven million years.

For ordinary cultivators, this was an insurmountable journey.

However, for Song Lin, it posed no issue—at most, it would merely expend some mana.

With this thought, Song Lin extended a wisp of his Divine Thought.

Whoosh!

His Divine Thought pierced through the void, arriving at its destination.

At this moment, one of Song Lin's 72 Transformations Avatars, corresponding to one of his Twelve Yuan Chen, appeared above a sun.

The blazing solar wind scorched his body, but although this Avatar didn't specialize in such cultivation, since it was still derived from Song Lin, it could withstand a portion of the sun's power.

"So, this is the place. Let's see what I can find."

Song Lin infused another wisp of Divine Thought into the sun.

This was yet another projection of his Divine Thought. By controlling the sun, he could command his surroundings with greater authority.

"This world is quite large."

Song Lin mused. Though it couldn't compare to the Ancestor Star, it was equivalent to four or five Earths from his previous life.

Furthermore, the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was decent—comparable to the slightly more remote areas of the Ancestor Star.

With this realization, Song Lin entered this world.

Boom!

His body tore through the Gang Wind Layer, descending onto the ground below.

It was a bamboo forest.

The gentle breeze stirred, sending bamboo leaves fluttering.

"Interesting..."

In this place, Song Lin found it challenging to perceive the Great Dao, as though it had closed its doors to mankind.

However, he discovered something even more intriguing here.

The planet's core was highly active, continually releasing a mysterious energy that enveloped the entire world.

From the perspective of his previous life, was this... radiation?

Did the people of this world cultivate using this?

"Who's there?"

As Song Lin surveyed his surroundings, a woman's sharp voice came from behind him.

Turning, Song Lin saw a woman in a purple robe standing on the outskirts of the bamboo forest.

The woman appeared to be in her late teens, her figure graceful, and she carried a small treasure sword within a green sheath.

Her name was Ning Fu. She had come here intending to practice her swordsmanship, only to encounter this strange man in her sect's backyard.

The man seemed oblivious to her words, his gaze fixed on her. Ning Fu felt both ashamed and furious. Unable to endure his disrespectful stare, she drew her sword and shouted, "Scoundrel, take this blade!"

Buzz!

The treasure sword hummed, emitting a sharp green light.

Swish!

Ning Fu leaped ten zhang high, appearing before Song Lin in an instant, aiming her strike at his thigh.

In truth, as the man hadn't wronged her, she only intended to teach this rogue a minor lesson.

Smack!

But the strange man moved like lightning, catching her wrist with his hand.

"You… what are you doing?"

Ning Fu felt a surge of warmth flow through her body, leaving her weak and powerless.

Just then, several figures rushed over upon hearing the commotion. A middle-aged man in a purple robe, seeing the situation, cried out in alarm, "Fu'er!"

"Father, save me!"

The newcomer was Ning Yuan, Sect Leader of the Purple Mist Sect and Ning Fu's father.

"How dare you, scoundrel!"

Boom!

Ning Yuan launched a palm strike, and a purple True Qi as radiant as the sun surged forth.

The surrounding bamboo showed faint signs of scorching.

At this moment, Song Lin finally snapped out of his thoughts. Releasing the woman's wrist, he lightly waved his sleeve, effortlessly dissolving Ning Yuan's attack.

"Don't misunderstand—I was a bit abrupt," Song Lin said with a smile. "I was merely curious about your Spell techniques."

From what he could tell, the cultivators of this world seemed to be somewhere between Cultivators and Martial Artists.

They absorbed radiation to generate a type of energy that strengthened their physical bodies. Depending on the method of absorption, the energy carried specific natural attributes.

For example, the energy used by the man just now bore solar qualities.

"Spell techniques?" Seeing that this powerful figure showed no hostile intent, Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm not sure what you mean by Spell techniques. What we use is True Qi. May I ask what brings you here? Could it be that you're an expert sent by the northern Xianbei?"

Mentioning the Xianbei, a trace of hostility flickered in Ning Yuan's eyes.

If this visitor had malicious intent, today might end in a ferocious battle.

"Of course not. I merely came here to study your True Qi. Now I've learned it."

Song Lin nodded.

Since this was an alternate Martial Artist world, there likely wasn't anything of deeper value for him. He decided to leave in a few days.

"What nonsense—you're lying! How could you possibly have learned our sect's secret techniques so easily?" Ning Fu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hush. If you've learned it, then please leave." Ning Yuan didn't believe him either but had no intention of prolonging the conflict.

Had it not been for Song Lin's earlier display of incredible cultivation, Ning Yuan would have attacked already.

"Not good! The barbarians' Iron Cavalry is attacking!"

At that moment, a hurried disciple interrupted their conversation.

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