As if they already knew what Saint Tyron was about to say, everyone instantly perked up.
Saint Tyron's voice suddenly grew solemn. "There are a total of 10,080 Saint Seat Holders in the Saint Seat Plaza. Now that Ninefold Heaven has been assimilated, about a third of the saints still haven’t awakened. The vast majority are awake and seated here in this great hall. As for those who have awakened but haven’t appeared in this hall, I suspect they simply don’t care about certain matters anymore."
All the Saint Seat Holders understood Saint Tyron’s meaning. The saints in the Saint Seat Plaza who have not yet awakened are likely never to have the chance again.
Saint Seat Holders are not eternally immortal, nor is every Saint Seat Holder willing to become a mere statue here.
Under the Cosmic Tribulation, the Grand Way Universe of a Saint Seat Holder is annihilated, and their own Grand Way undergoes nirvanic transformation. Among those who survive the Cosmic Tribulation, or even the world-ending tribulation, and manage to preserve their physical bodies by relying on their Grand Way Universe and the lives of billions, less than one in a hundred make it through.
As for someone like Saint Rivergate, not only did he refuse to rely on the power of his Grand Way Universe and the vitality of countless beings to preserve his physical body and soul, nor did he strive for a Saint Seat in the Plaza, but instead used his soul, body, and even his Grand Way to try to save his collapsing universe—a path taken by only him.
Most saints, however, are able to preserve their souls and thus secure a Saint Seat here.
Saint Seat Holders in the Saint Seat Plaza naturally frantically absorb Grand Way Vital Energy, trying every possible method to refine their souls, or even to reconstruct their physical bodies. But reconstructing a body is no easy feat. Many saints, during the process, find their souls annihilated due to impure or insufficient Grand Way Vital Energy, and never awaken again.
As for Saint Tyron’s mention that some saints are indifferent to certain matters, it refers to those who only wish to continue ruling their vast domains and care nothing for pursuing so-called higher realms.
Saint Tyron continued, "Over these years, I, Saint Quinn Jett, Saint Doyle, and hundreds of other Daoist friends have been striving to uncover the secrets of the Ninth Layer of Divinity. At last, today, we have not come up empty-handed..."
Saint Tyron was one of the most powerful cultivators at Saint Seat Plaza. Besides him, there was also Saint Qinji. Saint Qinji likewise possessed a complete physical body and was a peerless powerhouse who frequently ventured into the chaos beyond Ninefold Heaven and returned unscathed.
Now that Saint Tyron had suddenly rushed out, it was clear something extraordinary had occurred. In an instant, everyone in the Grand Hall surged outside.
"Saint Tyron, it's been sealed..." a saint who had once seized a body stared at the edge of Saint Seat Plaza, his voice trembling.
Saint Tyron extended his hand, and a massive disc radiating with Dao rhythm appeared in his palm. He gazed at the disc for a long moment before looking away, his expression darkening. "To think such a formidable cultivator could sever Saint Seat Plaza from Ninefold Heaven and trap us so completely..."
"Saint Seat Plaza has been trapped?" Several latecomer saints were stunned. Saint Seat Plaza was the domain of those who ruled the vast cosmos—who could possibly imprison it?
Saint Tyron raised his hand and unleashed a beam of brilliance, wrapped in billions of killing auras, striking downward.
Boom! The Dao-imbued brilliance clashed with the golden aura at the edge of Saint Seat Plaza, emitting a muffled bang before vanishing without a trace. If not for that sound, it would have seemed as if nothing had happened at all.
"What an incredible rule formation..." exclaimed a saint following Tyron. His name was Doyi. Though lacking a physical body, Doyi's status was nearly equal to Tyron and Qinji, and his soul was the strongest among all at Saint Seat Plaza.
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Saint Tyron took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Doyi is right. Anyone capable of constructing such a formation is truly formidable. This trapping array was set up outside Saint Seat Plaza. Although it is impressive, it can still be opened, so I locked it first with the Daixi Dao Disc. Unexpectedly, this person managed to enter Saint Seat Plaza and further refine the array, merging it completely with the new cosmic rules outside. Now, breaking this array is extremely difficult—perhaps even impossible."
This is my fault. I thought the one assimilating Ninefold Heaven was nothing but an ant, and that any saint could deal with him easily. Now I see how gravely mistaken I was—this person is powerful, at least in the Dao of Arrays.
Several saints who wished to keep ruling the vast cosmos grew anxious and began unleashing their treasures to attack the barrier.
Sadly, no matter how powerful their divine arts or how dense their divine energy, their attacks were like stones sinking into the sea—without a sound or trace.
Saint Tyron waved his hand. "Stop trying. Unless the creator of the new universe opens their world of rules, this trapping array has no flaw and cannot be broken at all."
Saint Doyi suddenly said, "This may not be a bad thing. At least the assimilating Dao cannot affect Saint Seat Plaza now. We can devote ourselves fully to seeking higher realms and exploring what lies beyond chaos..."
"Since that person has entered, it means they're still hiding somewhere in Saint Seat Plaza. Let's find them," said Saint Kaishang, unwilling to give up.
Saint Kaishang was not about to search aimlessly for the unknown like Tyron and Doyi. His purpose was simple: keep ruling the vast cosmos and use the next opportunity to see if he could break through.
This breakthrough had two meanings: one was to prevent Cosmic Tribulation, the other was to see if he could use the grand universe to advance to the Fifth Step.
Several saints inclined to follow Kaishang saw that Tyron's expression was calm and that he did not respond. They turned and left, not daring to speak up. Clearly, Tyron cared only about whether Saint Seat Plaza remained intact; whether Ninefold Heaven was assimilated or if they were trapped here did not concern him. He did not even bother to search for the one who set up the trapping array.
Even Tyron left, and most saints followed. With Saint Seat Plaza trapped, they were more determined than ever to pursue Tyron's idea: seeking new layers of divine realm.
...
At this moment, Di Jiu was seated on Saint Zhai Yun’s throne, feeling a tinge of worry. He was not concerned about the trapping array—he had completed its construction and fused it with the cosmic world outside, making it impossible to break no matter how strong the opponent. What troubled him was the possibility that someone might discern his methods and realize he was hiding within Saint Seat Plaza.
If someone truly discovered his presence here and deliberately sought him out, Di Jiu reckoned his chances of evading them would be slim.
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Saint Doyi suddenly said, "This may not be a bad thing. At least the assimilating Dao cannot affect Saint Seat Plaza now. We can devote ourselves fully to seeking higher realms and exploring what lies beyond chaos..."
"Since that person has entered, it means they're still hiding somewhere in Saint Seat Plaza. Let's find them," said Saint Kaishang, unwilling to give up.
Saint Kaishang was not about to search aimlessly for the unknown like Tyron and Doyi. His purpose was simple: keep ruling the vast cosmos and use the next opportunity to see if he could break through.
This breakthrough had two meanings: one was to prevent Cosmic Tribulation, the other was to see if he could use the grand universe to advance to the Fifth Step.
Several saints inclined to follow Kaishang saw that Tyron's expression was calm and that he did not respond. They turned and left, not daring to speak up. Clearly, Tyron cared only about whether Saint Seat Plaza remained intact; whether Ninefold Heaven was assimilated or if they were trapped here did not concern him. He did not even bother to search for the one who set up the trapping array.
Even Tyron left, and most saints followed. With Saint Seat Plaza trapped, they were more determined than ever to pursue Tyron's idea: seeking new layers of divine realm.
...
At this moment, Di Jiu was seated on Saint Zhai Yun’s throne, feeling a tinge of worry. He was not concerned about the trapping array—he had completed its construction and fused it with the cosmic world outside, making it impossible to break no matter how strong the opponent. What troubled him was the possibility that someone might discern his methods and realize he was hiding within Saint Seat Plaza.
If someone truly discovered his presence here and deliberately sought him out, Di Jiu reckoned his chances of evading them would be slim.
(That’s all for today’s update, friends. Good night!)