My Informative Cultivation Life

Beneath the man, sat a youth. He had a tranquil and refined temperament, exuding an unbeatable aura, as if the Great Dao was non-contentious, yet it resided firmly within his heart.

Both the stele and the people profoundly shocked Yang Ji.

That stele was actually the "Immortal King Stele"!

An inheritance left by an Immortal King—this was something he had never imagined at all. He had thought it was merely a Red Dust Immortal's legacy, but it turned out to be a tremendous fortune left by an Immortal King.

As for the person, that elder with the appearance of an immortal sage was indeed a powerful Red Dust Immortal.

That elder with the imposing vibe was actually a powerful Nine Tribulations Immortal.

That middle-aged man, imposing as a mountain, was a top Mahayana practitioner.

That man with the air of a banished celestial was at the Nascent Soul Peak.

That youth, tranquil and non-contentious, bearing the Great Dao in his heart, was at the Void Refining Peak.

These five, in Yang Ji's perception, were all geniuses among geniuses, existences powerful to the extreme.

They were all invincible figures like Mu Yuan the Great Sage, Wuji Zi, and Wang Tianli.

These five were undoubtedly Dao children, beings who had definitely slain the Dao Calamity, for the Origin Dao Essence in them was too dense, far stronger than that of their ordinary peers.

Towards the arrival of Yang Ji and his companion, they paid no attention, not even fluttering an eyelid, immersed under the Dao Essence emanating from the stele, quietly contemplating the profoundness of the Great Dao.

"Who are they?" Yang Ji transmitted his voice to the smooth-faced elder.

"Senior, they are all people with predestined ties to the immortal inheritance, just like you, all coming from the outside world. They are all true successors who have comprehended a trace of the stele's mysteries, which is why they can sit upon the stone platforms on Stone Mountain."

The elder transmitted his voice and continued, "There are not few predestined individuals who have entered this small world, but only these five truly managed to comprehend a glimpse of the mysteries and become successors."

"Oh?" Yang Ji was taken aback and looked up at them.

"All inheritances in this world stress the importance of fate. Some have good talents and high comprehension, but without fate, they are not destined to obtain the inheritance. Since you've made it here, you too are a person of fate, try to comprehend it first." The Immortal Elder transmitted his voice. Experience exclusive tales on empire

Yang Ji nodded and handed a bottle of Divine Transformation Pills backhand to the smooth-faced elder: "Thank you for guiding the way."

"Thank you, Senior, thank you!" The elder was overjoyed and transmitted his voice repeatedly, "I won't disturb the Senior's acquisition of the inheritance. If there is anything you need, just command me. I'll be just above, on the cliff front."

"Hmm!" Yang Ji nodded.

The elder bowed slightly, then turned and flew back the way he came.

Arriving at the base of the towering Stone Mountain, Yang Ji looked up to encounter the "Dao Principles Barrier!"

He reached out and touched it, only to find an invisible air wall in front of him as if it had appeared from nothing, blocking him, preventing him from climbing Stone Mountain and sitting atop the stone platform.

The stone steps numbered six in total, each tier housing hundreds of platforms. The higher up one went, the denser the Dao Essence, presumably offering more profound mysteries to comprehend.

At this moment, the first tier was empty. Yang Ji wanted to find a platform to sit on the first tier but was thwarted by the "Dao Principles Barrier!" Thus, he could only sit outside of the barrier.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Time slowly passed.

He basked in the Dao Essence, five years ticking away.

It was during this year that he harvested the fruits of his immersion, managing to comprehend an art technique that stirred immense excitement within him—an Immortal Technique.

It was called—Primordial Annihilation!

With one punch, everything within the range of its intent—time, space, destiny, causality... all things of this world—would face annihilation.

This Immortal Technique originated from the Path of Destruction and was a technique of terrific destructive power.

Yang Ji was overjoyed. It was at this moment, as a trace of the profound runes of "Primordial Annihilation" imprinted deep within his soul, that with a buzz! A slight vibration, the "Dao Principles Barrier" blocking his path vanished.

It was also at this time that the five people on Stone Mountain were suddenly aware, their eyes opening slightly to look downwards.

In their expressions was a trace of surprise, astonishment, and even a hint of admiration.

After one glance, they withdrew their gazes and once again closed their eyes, continuing to contemplate the mysteries.

Delighted in his heart, with the Dao Principles Barrier gone, Yang Ji ascended Stone Mountain and sat upon a platform on the first tier.

Here, the Dao Essence was even more concentrated, allowing him to more easily comprehend the Immortal Technique "Primordial Annihilation."

This technique was merely at the entry-level, having understood just a trace of its mystery. He still needed much time to grasp it further.

And so, time laboriously crept along.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Ten years flew by in a fleeting moment.

It was during this year that a plaintive scream shattered the silence.

"Seniors!"

"Seniors!"

"I beg you to save us!"

"A gang of Star Bandits have invaded this small world, intending to plunder everything and enslave the people! Please, show mercy and save us!" The smooth-faced elder cried out with a pale face, flying over in panic.

"What a barren small world, could there be any powerful experts? No one can save you. Perfect, I'll take you all captive as well!" A scornful laugh came from afar, and a black dot swiftly enlarged in the void.

The man had a high nose and broad face, exuding an imposing aura. His upright stature radiated a fierce and ferocious air, revealing the aura of a fierce bandit who had killed countless people.

The presence radiating from him was powerful, placing him at the peak of Divine Transformation, almost rivaling a true transmission.

"Huh?" As the burly man flew towards them, he instantly noticed Yang Ji and the other six, seated motionless upon Stone Mountain, hiding their aura completely. For a moment, he stopped in place, examining them intently.