[Li Yanzhi looked up towards the depths of the Celestial Vault at the Celestial Gate.]

[Very dangerous, could die.]

[This was his intuition.]

[The world within the Celestial Gate oppresses the "Red Dust Immortal" greatly, the Supreme God dares not descend to the Lower Realm, the Red Dust Immortal dares not ascend to the Upper Realm, thus the Celestial Palace and mortal cultivators stare at each other, deadlocked for ten years.]

[The first path to fight against the heavens ended as such.]

[Another millennium passed.]

[Mortal cultivators emerged one after another, but no one became a "Red Dust Immortal," perhaps because the "Five Immortals" had exhausted the fortune of heaven and earth.]

[Thereafter, when mortal cultivators’ celestial pride reached the "Ninth Realm" but could not attain the "Red Dust Immortal," they would lead their fellow cultivators to charge towards the Celestial Gate, embarking on the path to fight against the heavens, seeking to attain the "Red Dust Immortal."]

[Those celestial pride who survived and seized the fortune of the Celestial Palace could attain half of the "Red Dust Immortal," thus when the mortal world reached an era of cultivation prosperity, they would fight against the heavens to attain the Dao.]

[The third path to fight against the heavens, all perished.]

[The fourth path to fight against the heavens, attained the Dao.]

...

[The seventh path to fight against the heavens, all perished.]

[The river of time flowed slowly forward.]

[Li Yanzhi, Li Zhong, and Mr. Bing, several Red Dust Immortals in the mortal world, began to grow old gradually.]

[An aged Supreme God coldly watched this scene, his heart stirred, he transformed and descended to the lower realm, came to persuade the Red Dust Immortals to join the Celestial Palace.]

[Heaven and earth were incomplete, they could not attain longevity, these Supreme Gods were once Divine Monarchs in the mortal realm, each one exerting dominance for an era, finally ascending amidst the admiration of all, only to find a broken, desolate Celestial Palace in the Upper Realm.]

[They couldn’t leave this world; they were trapped in this dead world.]

[Their predecessors slowly decayed, and they began to try every possible means to stay alive.]

[The Great Dao is incomplete, what is to be done?]

[Someone must sacrifice in this world... Unfortunately, the other "Four Red Dust Immortals" would rather grow old and die with Li Yanzhi than ascend to heaven.]

[Then, he was suppressed and killed by Li Yanzhi.]

["Heaven and earth are dead, I shall be heaven and earth."]

[Li Yanzhi was going to embark on the final path to fight against the heavens, he wanted to attain the Dao again, he waited for three hundred years, finally a female disciple named "Ying" attained the "Red Dust Immortal."]

["Everyone, return to your positions." The Daoist slowly ascended, his voice spreading throughout the mortal world.]

[The figures of the five Xuan Miao true disciples, old, young, diseased, disabled, female, also floated into the sky one by one, their bodies exuding the rhythm of the Great Dao, Li Yanzhi’s "Dao" had encompassed all of heaven and earth.]

[Only the final piece of the "Celestial Palace" puzzle was missing.]

[Mortal cultivators looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with determination and reluctance. This was the last battle to fight against the heavens, they bade farewell to their loved ones.]

[The Daoist was the first to ascend to heaven, slashing open the Celestial Gate with a single sword.]

[That day, above Jiuzhou, the spiritual light of thousands of cultivators shot up to the sky, continuous and endless, like the Star River.]

[The Celestial Palace trembled, revealing unprecedented fear.]

[The fall of the gods of the Celestial Palace and mortal cultivators was unending.]

[Blood rain poured down from the sky, staining the earth red.]

["Xuan Miao, you have destroyed the Celestial Palace, you will die too!!" From the depths of the Celestial Palace, those sleeping Supreme Gods roared, fierce yet cowardly: "Stop, let’s make peace now, we can submit and honor you as the Celestial Emperor!"]

[The Daoist, holding a wooden sword, laughed, "Even if I kill you all, I will still be the Celestial Emperor."]

[The voices in the Celestial Palace collectively halted.]

["Xuan Miao, arrogant, do you really think we fear you?! Haven’t we each cultivated for tens of billions of years? You have no idea of our power."]

["Xuan Miao, we will fight desperately, who will have the last laugh..."]

[The Daoist interrupted, "Will you leave on your own, or shall I send you off?"]

["He looks down on us!"]

["Too insulting, fight him!!"]

Dang dang dang—

The sounds of the Great Dao resounded, profound and mysterious, and from then on, the heavens were no longer fragmented, all Supreme Gods assimilated into the Dao and departed.

There were no more Red Dust Immortals in the mortal world.

No more Xuan Miao Daoist Monarch.

...

...

Rumble!

The splendid Celestial Palace gradually collapsed.

Da da da.

The Daoist walked step by step from the void towards the heights, he raised his hand slightly, and a seat of withered wood slowly rose, he gently swept away the non-existent dust, hesitating slightly.

Looking up at the sky, he smiled again, the Daoist bowed respectfully, sat on it, and the clean Daoist Robe gradually transformed into the Emperor’s Robe.

Above his head, a Chaos Crown manifested, Dao Fruit Pearls and Jade dangled down, slowly covering his gaze, with no one able to see his eyes again.

He transformed into a mighty existence.

He lowered his gaze, indifferently overseeing all beings.

"Celestial Emperor’s Decree—"

"All gods, return to your positions."

Above the celestial dome, a New Heaven divine sanctuary—Xuan Miao Heaven.

Attainment!

...

The writing on the Celestial Derivation Volume suddenly halted, then trembled violently, the golden text seemingly gaining life, leaping onto the pages one by one, only to burn away in the blink of an eye, turning into nothingness.

Immediately after, a notification sounded by his ear.

[This is the predetermined reality of Wanhua Realm, it cannot be rewritten.]

"Xuan Miao Heaven?! Have I directly attained divine status in the ’Wanhua Realm’!?"

Ning Xunqiu, holding the Celestial Derivation Volume, was filled with envy.

With just two lifetimes, he had directly achieved successful Dao attainment, yet he himself, as the original body, was still that millennial Dao practice, an insignificant cultivating junior.

He discovered.

In worlds like the Wanhua Realm, lacking "divine" presence, where heaven and earth were incomplete, they unexpectedly became fertile grounds for "attainment" opportunities.

The cultivators of Wanhua Realm, incapable of mastering Dao through their techniques, with generally weak strength, were unable to stop "Li Yanzhi" from transmitting Dharma and propagating the Dao here.

Li Yanzhi transmitted the teachings of heaven and earth, forcibly capturing ninety percent of the fortune of heaven and earth, and with one stroke attained the "Red Dust Immortal," with no one to obstruct his path ahead, heaven and earth incomplete, he thus pioneered a new Dao, fought against the heavens, mended the heavens, and easily replaced it, achieving divine attainment with ease.