Paragon of Sin

Despite the commotion above, the Trial of Beasts was still underway and continued as normal. Some participants formed groups amongst each other, capturing beasts in a concerted effort to earn points. Quite a few geniuses were met with tragedy. They either died overestimating their abilities, thrown into unfortunate circumstances, or forced to leave via the jade tablet's spatial formation.

While they were sent upwards, they could only lower their heads with their seniors and masters as they spectated the remaining contestants with envious and regretful eyes. The news of Wei Wuyin's cultivation base spread amongst these youths as waves of shock and reverence entered their eyes.

Wei Wuyin's actions hadn't produced a negative effect. In fact, his reputation had increased to a pinnacle. The fact his foundation was double the legendary and renowned purist of the Sacred Light Palace that had the highest chance of becoming a Realmlord meant his chances of reaching that level was certain.

Furthermore, he had exhibited a talent in Alchemy that hadn't been produced by anyone since the King of Everlore. Whatmore, he didn't have an Alchemic Astral Soul, so his combat abilities were intact and outrageously dominant. Not only did he have the potential to become the second King of Everlore, but he could reach heights comparable to the Sacred Elven Queen, Grand Monarch Wu Yu, and Divine King Han Xei.

These figures dominated their era. If it wasn't for their difference in goals and faint friendship, perhaps the chaos of their era would've been a mythological fairytale of a clash of titans.

The Prince of Everlore had earned further renown more than ever, with an age of less than half a century, his talents were heaven-defying. If left untouched, the Tri-Vision Era would soon come to an end and be replaced by his. This belief was formulated in the thoughts of the vast majority of the world.

His name had reached untold heights that even the Realmlords weren't the same in the hearts of many. The feat of defeating Gold Starred Beasts, equivalent to lower-tier Spatial Resonance experts, at the Sky Ruler level had given him this. If before his name was regarded as a household name with endless potential, then now he was a legendary figure carving out his own path.

The recording of his dominant performance against the three beasts had also been spread widely amongst various continents, planets, and Astral Territories. No one could've guessed he was this terrifying of an existence, and the recording only highlighted his achievement to the utmost.

A month had soon passed, and numerous forces had attempted to connect themselves with the Myriad Monarch Sect. They sought partnerships and alliances. The Golden Coin Pavilion had even sent a representative. The purpose of the visit was unknown, but the guesses were like fireworks in the sky.

The Alchemist Association had remained silent, but everyone in the know could assume their current state of mind. With Wei Wuyin capturing and seemingly subduing three Gold Starred Beasts, he was in an invincible position already. Even if his own strength was discounted, it was unlikely the others could face these three beasts and survive.

This was no longer a contest in the eyes of the vast majority. An upset simply wasn't possible before absolute strength. The Alchemist Association had to accept their loss and the products for first place were likely already in someone else's hands. The Demonic Abyss Mountain and Sacred Light Palace had to be fuming at this situation. It was almost as if they were scammed.

Unfortunately, their tears would garnish no pity from the audience. Their haughty actions had caused them to willingly intervene in the Grand Spirit Trials knowing the risks of loss. Since a star that outshone the rest had appeared, they had to accept its brilliant rays shining on them.

There were a few that were unwilling to accept this. Wei Wuyin's participation was unfair, and they protested until their necks and cheeks were red as can be. How could someone of his level be allowed entry? This felt fixed!

But alas, their arguments were largely ignored, and most pitied them. It was only when these vocal people noticed a few experts openly recording them with excited smiles did they cease their actions and realize the consequences of it. Wasn't this the same as offending Wei Wuyin? Wasn't this the same as offending a future Realmlord and Alchemic Emperor? How stupid had they been, allowing their raging emotions to override their survival instincts?

They could only hide and find a moment to give an 'offering' to the Myriad Monarch Sect in hopes of quelling any retaliation.

A few wondered if Wei Wuyin would be in any danger. He was an outstanding talent, would the San Clan take action to preserve their rule over the starfield? However, the San Clan remained silent. Just like the time with the purist from the Sacred Light Palace, they seemed unbothered.

Well, to the true experts of the starfield, the San Clan's nepotistic practices and narrow talent pools would inevitably cause their era to end when the two Realmlords, produced by waste products, met their natural end. Any of the four hegemons had legacies of ancient experts that exceeded the Astral Core Realm. The San Clan simply didn't have the practical strength or foundation to contest.

The only reason they were exceptional was their dominance as Realmlords. If any of these Realmlords attempted to assault a major planet of these four hegemons, there was no way they could breach. These were locations fortified by Realmlords, Timelords, Starlords, and Mystic Ascendants of the past era.

As for the San Clan? They were merely…

They simply didn't have the same origins. As long as Wei Wuyin remained on a planet within the Myriad Astral Territory, the San Clan could only watch unless they gathered the strength of the other hegemonic forces and fought the Myriad Monarch Sect to the last man.

On the surface of Junia, a figure was flashing through the dense forest while surrounded by wisps of sword light. Every step was sharp and swift, taking them several hundred meters away each.

"You think you can run?!"

Every step he took was closely followed by numerous shadows. These shadows were hot on the figure's trail. At the lead of these shadows was a handsome young man with scarlet hair, exuding a lofty and arrogant aura. He wielded a halberd and kept pace, not losing the figure in front at all.

"Long Chen! Today will be the day you die!" The young man shouted, his dark eyes contained ferocious and heart-palpitating murderous intent. He added, "I want you to know! After I've taken your head, I'll bring it to Lian Yu and enjoy her while your head watches! While the world watches!! Hahaha! She'll enjoy every inch, trust me!" A layer of pure evil was over his voice, filled with malicious intent.

The figure wreathed in sword light paused for a moment, but after a very short delay, it sped up. The sword light grew vigorous as an aura of slaughter emanated from it.

Wei Wuyin and Qing Qiumu were cultivating in his Astral Force constructed Sky Palace. Since Qing Qiumu was present, he decided to add an additional layer of protection from the outside world to prevent disturbances. She was currently refining an elixir, eighth-grade, and was experiencing a fantastic change in her Mortal State. Every second was a sharp increase to her foundation, strength, and innate energies.

Wei Wuyin was quietly observing her. He found that her cultivation base was somewhat rushed. Her Astral Core was barely above the average size. With her innate talent, this shouldn't be the case. But he realized that she might've done this due to the Execution Platform. A moment like that, a moment where your fate was decided by others whim, would produce a subconscious desire for immediate strength.

To be honest, Qing Qiumu's talent was truly underestimated. When it came to refining certain types of alchemical products, she faintly surpassed Su Mei's abnormal talent. These products were mostly foundational and wood-type products. Her uniquely wood-attributed physique, sea of consciousness, and meridians enabled this.

If it wasn't for their relationship, he would want her to be a part of the Ascendants. She would make an exceptional healer with her Wood Force properties. As a wielder of the Life Meadow Wood Intent, he knew its boundless benefits when it came to recovery. More, she had eight other equally powerful high-level Intents.

Her Nine Meadow Wood Intent wasn't any weaker than his Elemental Origin Intent. It was startling.

Zst!

"Hm?" Wei Wuyin's heart throbbed without warning. His eyes shifted as he turned towards a certain direction. He could 'see' the worldly trend. He felt an intense, abnormal desire to kill and that killing would benefit him. The first feeling came from the Heavenly Daos, its influence subtle and faint. It was clearly trying to pull him away. If it wasn't for the Bloodline of Sin, he might've left Qing Qiumu as he investigated.

As for the worldly trend, he 'saw' an abhorrent existence within. It was being targeted by external forces. If he hadn't had both of these feelings, he would be completely ignorant that the 'external forces' were the Heavenly Daos, and the abhorrent existence was…

"...?" He frowned. His instincts screamed at him as he recalled the Scripture of Sin. A bright light soon entered his silver eyes, "Investigate."

Beneath his sky palace, the Titanic Mudworm Snake's eyes shone with a silver light, nearly becoming the same color as Wei Wuyin's as it moved. After a moment, it dug into the earth and slithered through it effortlessly, its speed frightening.

Wei Wuyin held his chin, a light of contemplation in his eyes, "Is even this possible?" He knew an event that would shine some light on Blessed was about to be witnessed.

Exactly at this moment, Qing Qiumu's emerald eyes opened as they effused bright spiritual light. Her spiritual strength had taken a step forward. A calm, graceful, and lovely smile formed on her lips. It was breathtaking.

"Congratulations."