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Chengsheng Mountain, atop Chengdao Peak.

It was now the break of dawn, and Elder Han’s thoughts were somewhat fluctuating, as if sensing in the obscurity that something momentous was about to occur.

After completing his treasure refining, Elder Han came to this place alone, intending to enjoy the scenery to calm his mind, while casually waiting to see what would happen.

Sunrise, hailed as one of the most majestic and splendid scenes in nature, its beauty is indescribable, beyond words.

One of the most spectacular sights of Chengsheng Mountain is precisely the sun rising in the east.

A thread of dawn breaks through the eternal night, and the eastern sky transitions from dark to pale, to red, and finally to a dazzling golden yellow.

Around rises the sun from the horizon, in an instant, myriad rays of light flooding the sky, casting the firmament in a hue of red, filling onlookers with a sense of boundless vitality and formidable presence.

From Han Li’s perspective, beneath the glow of dawn, the mountains stretched in succession, layer upon layer, a myriad of peaks and seas, resembling an ink wash painting.

As the crimson sun slowly ascends, the morning light illuminates every inch of the majestic rivers and mountains, revealing the full beauty of Chengsheng Mountain.

The sea of clouds turns red with the light of dawn, waterfalls cascade downwards like silver dragons, and the reflection of the sun dances in various ponds, their brilliance mingled with the light of the sky.

“The radiant light slowly departs from the blue, the mirror-like disk gradually reaching the vast palace above.”

“I wish to ride the wind up to the jade capital, gazing far into the distance from Fusang, endless and unfathomable.”

Unable to resist, Han Li began to recite these lines. The sea of his heart, once disturbed, was now smoothed over by the glow of dawn, portraying him in a state of tranquillity and serenity.

Standing at the peak, his white robes fluttering, Elder Han at this moment seemed like a hermit with a celestial aura, giving off the impression of one who is ‘ethereally detached from the world, transcending mortality to ascend to immortality.’

“Huff~”

Han Li exhaled a long breath, resembling an immortal sword cleaving through the air, only to be disintegrated by the elder’s flick of a finger.

Turning his gaze away, Han Li then looked towards Leizhou, sensing that the Dragon Maiden was about to make her move, a storm was coming.

In fact, he felt that the Dragon Maiden should have entered the Secret Territory over five months ago to retrieve the Dragon Ball, yet she had not, seemingly wary of something.

The emergence of the Secret Territory was bound to happen sooner or later; the Dragon Maiden couldn’t possibly wait for the Secret Territory to appear naturally, as her advantage would mostly vanish by then.

“I wonder when I will be able to ascend to the True Martial Realm,” Han Li mused to himself.

If he were to ascend to the True Martial Realm, his combat ability would at least reach the late phase of the True Martial Realm. Then, with few rivals in the Xuan Domain, he would have a great advantage in the fight for power.

As for now, better not, Han Li planned to continue laying low, just observing for the time being.

His strongest combat ability was around the fifth or sixth level of the True Martial Realm, but Han Li still felt this was too risky. Mainly because those True Martial Realm Emperor Wus had all lived for a very long time, most of them over a thousand years old, certainly concealing many contingencies.

Anyone who cultivated to the True Martial Realm had special trump cards, didn’t they? Who lacked secret techniques to burst forth with their true strength?

Han Li felt his defense was too weak; the Diamond Indestructible Body Technique couldn’t handle this level of conflict.

As his realm advanced, the embryonic form of the All-Encompassing Martial Intent continued to improve, and the protective body technique’s defense also elevated from the pinnacle of the Myriad Phenomena Realm to the first layer of the True Martial Realm.

However, defense at the first level of the True Martial Realm was considered among the weakest in the realm. In the grand melee of the True Martial Realm, it could easily be breached, leading to grievous injuries.

Of course, Elder Han was fast, capable of crossing 390,000 miles in a single breath, nearly reaching the speed of the Sixth Heaven of the True Martial Realm. During a battle, it would be quite difficult for others to hit him, but Elder Han didn’t want to expose his speed so easily.

Besides, the Nine Heavens Divine Travel technique excelled in traversing great distances, and its effectiveness was lessened in combat.

Opening the system panel, Han Li’s strengths were laid bare. His eyes moved to the very bottom, where a line of text was displayed.

[Ascension Requirement: 600 years of cultivation]

“Sigh~”

Elder Han sighed, having checked this more than once, each time sighing. The required cultivation was just too much.

To break through from the complete seventh heaven of the Myriad Phenomena Realm to its pinnacle, he had used a total of 102 years of cultivation, leaving only 68 years remaining, merely a tenth of the ascension requirement.

But Han Li had no other choice, the system required this much to help him ascend to the True Martial Realm; otherwise, he could only cultivate on his own, slowly.

To decrease the necessary cultivation for ascension, there was another way, which was to improve his talent. If he improved his talent to Third Grade, the required cultivation would be halved, needing only 300 years.

Currently, being of Fourth Grade talent, it was already challenging to cultivate to the True Martial Realm. Typically, one might struggle for over two hundred years just to have a chance to condense a Martial True Pill, and the success rate did not exceed ten percent.

Typically, among twelve or thirteen Fourth Grade talents of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, only one Great Grandmaster would succeed in ascending to the True Martial Realm, and the grade of the condensed Martial True Pill wouldn’t be high.

Han Li possessed the All-Encompassing Martial Intent, which further increased the difficulty. He needed help in condensing a fake pill during his ascension to cover the excessive level of the Martial Intent, which would require two hundred years of cultivation.

The condensed fake pill would be comparable to a King Grade Martial True Pill, and also needed to compress several hundred years of hard cultivation into a few breaths, which demanded another two hundred years of cultivation.

Although the required cultivation for ascension was extensive, Elder Han decided to take a shortcut.

Lying flat could outcompete all cultivators; if Elder Han seriously cultivated, what would become of it? He had to leave a way out for other cultivators.

“Sigh, it’s truly a laborious life for me, Elder Han, to toil day after day.”

The Treasure Refining Elder was filled with emotions, as though he foresaw the scene of himself “unmatched in battlefields and validating the great way with countless treasures refined.”

Closing his own panel, Han Li then checked another panel, which displayed three progress bars.

[Offspring Count: 803↑]

[Talented Offspring: 264↑]

[Current Talent: Fourth Grade 11%↑]