Chapter 565: Chapter 564: The Celestial Dao Gate Descends Upon the North Sea! [Second Update]

Becoming a Saint is the ultimate dream of all cultivators in the world.

His Majesty the First Emperor, in order to secure a seat as an Underworld Saint, has laid plans over many long years.

After releasing the North Sea Dragon Race and gaining the assistance of the Dragon Race.

His Majesty’s strength saw a terrifying increase.

It can be said that among those known to be competing for the Underworld seat, no one would likely be a match for His Majesty!

However, His Majesty now declares that he will no longer participate in the competition for the Saint’s seat.

This left Ghost Valley Master momentarily bewildered and at a loss.

But in the next moment, he saw the silhouette of the Old Dragon King slowly manifesting from the depths of the palace.

It said, "Saints are not the be-all and end-all. Not long ago, there was the Yuqing Celestial Venerable, and before that, Lady Houtu, the Demon Star Yinghuo."

"The East Emperor of Primordial Chaos, the Taichu of the Beginning."

"The Sun Ancestral Dragon, the Taiyin Ancestral Phoenix."

"Ancient history extends to the present day; through the long river of years, said to be immortal and undying, yet has there ever been an era without the fall of Saints?"

"This is not a path that must be taken. For a rare few, they should walk their own path rather than the path granted by the Heavenly Dao."

The Old Dragon King spoke calmly, its expression indifferent.

To it, Saints held no fanatical obsession.

It was at ease, eyes deep, hiding a grander universe within.

Yet Ghost Valley Master could not comprehend.

"Walk a different path? How?"

"Extreme Quasi-Saint is already the end. If one does not become a Saint, how can one progress further?"

Ghost Valley Master was also a Quasi-Saint, though among the weakest. But having reached this realm, he basically understood where the journey’s end lay.

However, what he did not expect was that His Majesty would suddenly say:

"In truth, I have long since surpassed the domain of the Extreme Quasi-Saint."

Ghost Valley Master was taken aback, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

Ying Zheng continued, "When the Saint’s Breath within me surpassed fifteen major gates, I speculated whether it was possible to achieve the strength of a Saint without becoming one."

"Later, upon witnessing the performance of the Lord of the Daoist Court, I affirmed the feasibility of this idea."

"Thus, I released them."

By ’them’, Ying Zheng naturally referred to the Ancient Wilderness Dragon Race.

"In the process of absorbing dragon corpses, my Saint’s Breath has significantly increased."

"This path was the right one."

The figure in the depths of the Celestial Palace was tall and imposing, each word uttered with extreme confidence.

Ghost Valley Master only felt a buzzing in his ears; the content of Ying Zheng’s revelation stirred turbulent waves in his heart.

After a long while, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "Your Majesty is truly an extraordinary figure of the world, having explored a new path that leaves your subject awestruck..."

At this point, he suddenly realized something, his eyes narrowing, "So, the reason that Lord of the Daoist Court is so fearsome, is also because of breaking through the limits of the Extreme Quasi-Saint?"

"That’s right."

Ying Zheng replied indifferently, "Barring any unexpected events, he too will not tread the path to becoming a Saint."

Hearing this, Ghost Valley Master couldn’t help but say gravely, "It seems he will become Your Majesty’s most formidable opponent?"

"Perhaps." Ying Zheng paused and then said, "Or it could be Yang Jian."

"Yang Jian understood the flaws of the Saint’s path much earlier."

The Old Dragon King added, "There are also the Outer Demon Race; the Heavenly Dao does not acknowledge them, so they cannot produce Saints. Thus, they have been exploring other paths for endless ages."

Hearing this, Ghost Valley Master pondered, "That evil thought severed by Tathagata, Wutian, must be such an existence!"

In the last worldwide Dao cleansing, the Ancient Seven Demon Monarchs guarding the Daoist Court, led by Wutian, came.

Wutian, it was the first time, had descended upon the Immortal Realm openly, so Ghost Valley Master had paid special attention then; it was an unfathomable existence!

"So, there are indeed a few who walk paths other than that of becoming a Saint..."

Ghost Valley Master was a bit startled, suddenly realizing that there were many things in this world that he could scarcely fathom.

"For the most part, these are just the few." The Old Dragon King said indifferently, "For the vast majority of Quasi-Saints, becoming a Saint is still the best choice."

This was a truth.

Currently, Ying Zheng only knows that it is possible to break the limit of the Extreme Quasi-Saint without becoming a Saint.

But how far this path will ultimately go.

Can one truly stand shoulder to shoulder with or even surpass a Saint?

It remains a question mark!

Of course, one thing is certain: although Saints are supreme, they are too constrained by the Heavenly Dao.

Their power reaches the utmost peak.

But they simultaneously lose much freedom.

...

...

At that time, many Quasi-Saints emerged into the world.

Among them were some who had never appeared in the Demon Realm.

Yet what truly astonished and surprised powerful figures from all sides was the appearance of the Demon Ancestor.

After all, the Demon Ancestor was a recognized strong contender for the Underworld seat.

However, this time, it participated in the competition for the Mortal World Saint.

This shook various realms.

At the same time, it provoked public outrage.

Many Quasi-Saints, in their hearts, regarded it as a formidable enemy!

Rumble!

As the scattered Supreme Yang Qi was thoroughly divided up.

Amidst the trembling of heaven and earth, the majestic Celestial Dao Gate descended!

This time, the Celestial Dao Gate no longer appeared silently in the Demon Realm.

Rather, it descended upon a place that was rarely inhabited by living beings but renowned throughout the world.

North Sea!

"It actually descended upon the North Sea?"

The location of the Celestial Dao Gate caught all Quasi-Saints off guard.

Because just over ten months ago. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

This place had drawn the attention of many Quasi-Saints.

On that occasion.

The Ancient Wilderness Dragon Race, suppressed in the North Sea for endless ages, was finally able to emerge!

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, this place once again becomes the focus of the world’s attention!

And it will become the battleground for Sainthood this time!

"This is not good news."

In the Immortal Palace of the Daoist Court, Shen Gongbao and others stood outside, their gazes fixed on one starry path after another stretching across the universe, directly leading to the North Sea.

Many Quasi-Saints had arrived.

Their auras were too terrifying, affecting the Eastern Desolate Continent near the North Sea.

The people here felt as if oppressed by the Heavenly Dao, anxious, and breathless.

"The proximity of the North Sea to the Eastern Desolate Continent is too close. The Daoist Court is at a critical point of ascension, once a Sainthood war erupts here, it is likely to be affected..."

Ox Demon King said gravely, eyes filled with worry.

"No worries."

"They have also arrived."

Shen Gongbao’s eyes were calm, and as soon as he finished speaking, three streams of light came swiftly.

They were Sun Wukong, Queen of Ten Thousand Beasts, and Long Yang.

With their arrival, the overwhelming pressure emanating from the North Sea to this place was instantly dispelled entirely.

The anxiety and oppressive atmosphere within the Daoist Court dissipated accordingly.

Standing atop the Celestial Dragon of Fortune, Lin Heng naturally also sensed the external situation.

It must be said, the sudden arrival of the Saintly opportunity, descending on the North Sea, was indeed unexpected and took many by surprise.

But it did not distract him; he continued to cut through layers of obstacles, leading the Celestial Dragon of Fortune, inch by inch towards the Thirty-Three Heavens.