The evening sky over Necrotis was painted with swirling colors that seemed almost alive. The entire city sat beneath a dome of shimmering auroras, created naturally by the spiritual pressure gathering around Vahn. It was the final sign. He could no longer delay his departure to the upper world.

Vahn stood at the very edge of the Imperial Palace terrace, his gaze sweeping across the sprawling capital. The lights of millions of citizens glittered like stars on the ground, and their collective emotions reached his divine senses. They were proud, hopeful, and terrified of losing their God.

Behind him, footsteps approached. Six familiar presences, each carrying a mixture of love and sorrow, stopped just a few meters away.

"My Sweethearts, I leave the Void Empire in your hands. Rule with justice, wisdom, and the combined strength of our Daos. The ring binds us; I will feel your joy and your struggle. Remember my vow: I will carve a road with my own hands and leave every stone warm."

​Seraphina stepped forward, her light trembling slightly. "Go swiftly, Vahn. The longer you delay, the harder it will be for us to let you go. We will wait, and we will rule as one. We sisters will miss you, Vahn, more than words can say."

Aria spoke emotionally,

"You have done everything you can, Husband. The Empire will run exactly as you designed. We will maintain stability until your return."

Vahn turned around slowly, his gaze softening as he met their eyes. Each of his wives carried her own emotions. Seraphina's eyes were already wet with restrained tears. Lilith's hands were trembling even though she attempted to hide it. Valeria clutched his sleeve as if anchoring herself. Evelina looked heartbreakingly fragile. Flama forced a smile that could not cover her red eyes.

They stepped closer, forming a circle around him. The wind around the terrace stilled, honoring this moment.

Vahn touched Valeria's cheek gently.

"My love, this is not a farewell. This is a promise. I will return for all of you, not as a visitor, but as the one building our eternal home."

Flama took his other hand and pressed it against her cheek.

"We know. But knowing does not stop the heart from hurting."

Seraphina rested her head against his chest, her tears finally falling.

"You always carry everyone's burdens, Vahn. I know this is the path you must take, but I still wish the world would let you stay a little longer."

Lilith, normally cold and emotionless, hugged him tightly, burying her face into his robes.

"Come back to us quickly. If anything happens to you there, I will destroy every Heaven that stands in my way."

Her voice cracked despite her best effort to stay composed.

Aria stepped forward and held Vahn's hand firmly.

"You will rise higher than any existence before you. I believe in that truth. So go without fear."

Evelina looked up at him with trembling lips.

"We will be waiting, husband. No matter how many years pass."

Vahn pulled them all into a single, powerful embrace. His divine aura wrapped them like a warm blanket of Void energy, soothing their pain.

"Listen to me, my Queens. No matter how long this journey takes, no matter how far I ascend, the path between us will never break. I will carve roads across the Heavens themselves for all of you."

He kissed each of them gently, sealing an eternal vow.

At that moment, the sky cracked open.

A golden rift appeared directly above Necrotis. Blinding streams of heavenly energy coursed from the heavens, forming a colossal vortex. Thunder roared, not from storm clouds, but from the laws of the universe thundering in resistance to his existence. The people of Necrotis dropped to their knees, crying out Vahn's name in fear and awe.

Vahn took one step forward. The terrace beneath him trembled.

Velzard appeared behind him in a burst of golden flames.

"It is time, son."

Vahn gave him a nod.

"Father, take care of them until I return."

Velzard placed a firm hand on his shoulder.

"I promise."

The Empresses watched with breaking hearts as Vahn rose slowly into the air, lifted by a gentle yet irresistible force pulling him toward the heavens.

Seraphina reached out her hand.

"Vahn… I love you."

"And I love all of you," he answered, his voice echoing across the plaza.

The vortex intensified. The city shook. The sky split wider.

Vahn was swallowed by the light.

And Dalu lost its God.

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Vahn's senses returned slowly. For a moment, he felt weightless, suspended between existence and nonexistence. Then gravity returned, faint but unmistakable. His feet touched something soft and warm, like liquid sunlight.

He opened his eyes.

He was standing inside a colossal pool filled with glowing silver water. Heavenly symbols drifted on the surface in slow spirals, dissolving whenever they touched his skin. The air held a sweetness unlike anything in the mortal realm. The pressure was immense, far denser and sharper. Even the simplest strand of spiritual energy buzzed with the quality of a sharpened blade.

This was the Immortal Realm.

He inhaled deeply and felt his body strain. His Divine Void Core, which had felt limitless in Dalu, suddenly felt suppressed. His power was being forcibly compressed, adapted, reshaped by the rules of this higher world.

"So this is the difference," Vahn murmured softly. "Spiritual energy here is ten times denser. And the laws…"

He reached out with his senses and felt the world itself resist him.

"The laws are stronger. Much stronger. Perhaps Earth Immortal is only the beginning here."

The water bubbling around his ankles carried a purifying force. It erased impurities, refined shattered shells of mortal energy, and reshaped the body for the new realm.

Vahn calmly activated his Void Core.

His body swallowed the surrounding energy greedily. The pool trembled violently as if awakening an ancient beast. A vortex erupted around him and rose several meters high. His cultivation surged.

Earth Immortal Stage One…

Stage Two…

Stage Three…

Within moments he reached Stage Five.

Then he stopped intentionally. He needed to remain low profile, unnoticeable. His Void energy dispersed quietly, muffling his true power.

Behind him, alarmed voices echoed from outside the pool chamber.

"What is happening in the Ascension Pool?"

"The purification water is evaporating at an impossible rate."

"Someone must be breaking through violently. Who is it?"

"Check the aura signature. Hurry."

Vahn submerged his aura completely, erasing every trace of his existence from their senses. Another rising aura nearby drew all attention.

A young man with a domineering dragon aura had also ascended at the same time. Although far weaker than Vahn, his aura was flashy and impossible to ignore.

"That must be the cause."

"Someone with a Divine Beast bloodline."

"No ordinary ascendant could cause this."

The gatekeepers rushed toward the dragon-blooded youth, utterly ignoring Vahn.

Vahn stepped out of the pool quietly, his calm expression hiding his amusement.

"Perfect. Let them mistake someone else."

Outside the Ascension Pavilion, a large crowd of immortals in ornate daoist robes stood waiting. Each carried the insignia of a famous sect, temple, or immortal hall. They were scouting for fresh talent among the new ascendants.

The moment the dragon-blooded youth exited, chaos erupted.

"Amazing talent."

"Primary candidate."

"The Azure Dragon Sect extends its highest grade invitation!"

A jade scroll flew into the youth's hands.

He puffed his chest proudly, accepting the invitation. Vahn watched from a distance, unnoticed and unbothered.

He did not want a sect. He wanted freedom.

One by one, all other ascendants were evaluated. Those with noticeable talent were offered invitations by mid and low-tier sects. Those less impressive were recruited by merchant unions or small clans.

Vahn, despite his handsome features and calm, controlled presence, was completely ignored.

No one could detect his aura. No one could sense his potential. He looked like a slightly above-average newcomer with no background or luck.

Perfect.

Just as he was about to leave the plaza and begin his own path, a deep voice called out from behind him.

"Hey, brother. You seem like you have no backing."

Vahn turned.

A muscular man with bronze skin and a massive greatsword resting on his shoulder grinned at him. His eyes were warm and genuine.

"Name's Zutian. I run a mercenary group called Iron Breath. We take odd missions, fight, drink, earn money, fight some more, drink again, and keep going until we die. You look like someone who can handle himself."

He slapped Vahn's shoulder with the ease of a man who trusted his instincts.

"You want to join us? We could use another pair of hands."

Vahn smiled faintly.

"Very well. I accept."

Zutian laughed loudly and threw an arm around his shoulders.

"Good. From now on, you are my brother."

Vahn allowed himself to be led away.

In this vast realm of the unknown, having a simple mercenary identity was an excellent disguise.

His true legend would begin later.

Far later.

For now, he would walk quietly.

The Immortal Realm had no idea the God of Void had just arrived.

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