Global Descent: I Alone Can See Hidden Evolution Paths

The golden fog of refined spiritual energy inside the pavilion slowly settled into the white marble floorboards, leaving the air crystal clear and vibrating with an immense, quiet pressure. Min-jae sat on the leather sofa, his ears still burning a deep pink as his ten wives adjusted to their newly transformed, flowing silk gowns. Yoo Ji-a gently smoothed the radiant lavender silk tulle around her narrow waist, her large violet eyes still wide with the breathtaking realization that her mortal lifespan had just expanded to thousands of years.

"The internal connection lines are completely stabilized," Liu Xiao voiced softly, her exotic emerald eyes shining with a deep, adoring satisfaction as she leaned her heavy curves gently against Min-jae’s left shoulder. "Your core is filtering our shared energy perfectly, husband. With our dual cultivation loop locked, your progression speed is now ten times faster than any lone cultivator in the cosmos."

Before Min-jae could comfortably shift his posture or answer her, the primary console of the Celestial Compass Grid in the adjacent bay violently short-circuited. The holographic display glass didn’t just flash a red warning; the entire geometric map fractured into thousands of bleeding violet code lines, emitting a high-frequency acoustic ring that rattled the lounge lamps.

"Min-jae! We have a critical spatial anomaly forming right outside our cloaked perimeter!" Major General Shin Ye-rin shouted sharply.

She stood up from her command terminal, her short black bob shifting as her fingers execution-tapped her display glass. She had changed into a stunning, long silver-and-white silk gown that swept the floorboards, but her posture remained locked in tight, serious military focus. "The radar has lost all local parameters! The sheer volume of spiritual energy we just generated during our combined Level 55 breakthrough has forcefully torn a hole through the lower realm’s atmospheric fabric!"

A massive structural tremor violently rocked the entire structure of the Void-Emperor Imperial Haven. Outside the massive panoramic viewports, the quiet, dark starry sky completely dissolved.

A colossal, multi-mile spatial tear split the vacuum of space right across from their balcony. Emerging from the tear was a blinding, majestic waterfall of liquid white starlight and glowing golden clouds—a direct gateway leading straight to The Empyrean Higher Realm. The pure, un-fractured immortal energy pouring down from the gateway was so dense that the outer hull of the fortress began to radiate a soft, pristine golden aura.

"It’s a divine plane signal," Medusa murmured, her large, piercing icy-blue eyes narrowing into a sharp, protective gaze as she stood tightly pressed against Min-jae’s right flank. Her dark violet silk robe billowed slightly under the sudden pressure draft entering through the viewing deck. "Our breakthrough was too loud. The true immortal world has just registered an un-calculable anomaly inside the lower sectors."

Min-jae slowly rose to his full height from the plush sofa, his shyness instantly vanishing from his handsome face, replaced by a cold, sharp determination. He casually slid his hands back into his trouser pockets, his deadpan black eyes tracking the massive golden vortex swirling outside.

"They’ve been watching the ledger from above," Min-jae murmured flatly, his low, seductive baritone carrying an ironclad authority that instantly calmed the rising tension in the lounge. "Ye-rin, can the ship’s barrier contain the pressure feedback?"

"The new SSSS-rank gravity barrier is holding the fortress perfectly inside the dimensional fault, boss," Han Chae-won barked happily from the forge deck, her cheeks puffed up with fanatical glee as she monitored the numbers. "But the spiritual echo we sent up that gateway is currently short-circuiting the minds of whatever ancient clans are sitting on the other side of that door!"

Before Min-jae could command a full perimeter lockdown, three massive, glowing golden symbols materialized directly inside the center of the white starlight vortex. The symbols vibrated with a low-frequency hum, broadcasting a direct, high-tier spiritual transmission straight into their internal communication channels.

[Critical Multiversal Mainframe Notification!]

[Anomalous Sovereign Energy Surge has breached the Cap Barriers of the Lower Realm!]

[The Gateway to the ’Empyrean Higher Realm’ has forcefully unsealed!]

[Current Status: The Ancient Immortal Clans of the Higher Plane have detected your coordinate signatures! Preparing for primary sector scanning!]

Min-jae looked up at the floating gold text, a cold, dark, and highly calculated grin slowly spreading across his face. He reached over his shoulder, his fingers lightly tapping the wrapped hilt of his massive SSS-Rank Primordial Genesis Greatsword, its dark-alloy crossguard humming with a quiet, menacing density that perfectly synchronized with his newly unsealed Divine Soul Realm metrics.

"They spent thousands of years structuring their higher plane domains thinking they were safe from mortal interference," Min-jae said smoothly, his golden eyes flashing with a commanding, god-like focus as he turned his face toward his ten flawless, breathtakingly beautiful wives who stood in an unyielding vanguard line behind his flank. "But our ledger doesn’t respect their boundary gates. If the ancient clans want to scan my coordinates... let them open their doors wide. We’ll drop straight onto their immortal thrones and show them who truly dictates the rules of eternity."

Yoo Ji-a purred softly, her face flushing a deep, sultry crimson as she tightly gripped the dark-alloy shaft of her newly unsealed mythic spear, her long midnight-black ponytail swaying violently. "I’m ready whenever you are, husband. My new silk gown feels incredibly light, but my spear loops are heavier than ever."

Han Seo-yoon and Gu Bylai moved closely into his personal space, their voluptuous hourglass silhouettes pressing tightly against his sides, their sapphire and icy-blue eyes locked onto his face with an ironclad, eternal love that had just rewritten the scaling of the universe. The lower planes were officially conquered, the mortal boundaries were completely shattered into pieces, and the ultimate, blood-soaked execution run of the immortal higher realms was finally ready to unseal.

The Spatial Void Phase did not cross the threshold into the Empyrean Higher Realm with a smooth mechanical slide. Instead, the tower of the Void-Emperor Imperial Haven acted like a massive iron wedge, physically tearing through the liquid gold clouds and white starlight waterfalls of the gateway. The spatial friction was so immense that a low-frequency hum rattled the luxury pavilion, but the fortress’s new absolute-gravity barrier held the structural boundaries completely intact, dropping them squarely into the center of the higher plane.

They materialized directly above The Temple of the Blue Lotus, the primary border stronghold of the ancient Venerable Wood Clan.The architecture below was breathtakingly vast— a sprawling complex of floating jade palaces and pearl-white plazas hovering within an endless sea of pure, concentrated spiritual mist. Sitting upon an elevated crystalline dais at the center of the primary plaza were the three Clan Elders (Level 60–62 Divine Soul Realm).

They were dressed in ancient, over-designed flowing green robes that radiated a soft immortal wood light, their faces twisted into an expression of intense, aristocratic arrogance.Min-jae stood firmly at the forward apex of the viewing deck, his hands casually stuffed inside the pockets of his tailored trousers. His loose black silk shirt fluttered slightly in the dense immortal pressure. Resting over his shoulder was the massive, five-foot hilt of his SSS-Rank Primordial Genesis Greatsword, its dark-alloy crossguard flaring with liquid golden runes that perfectly mirrored the bottomless intensity of his eyes.

"Mortal heretic!" the lead Clan Elder roared, his voice carrying a heavy spiritual weight that echoed straight through the void. He stood up from his jade throne, pointing a long wooden staff directly at the fortress. "You have forcefully broken the lower cap boundaries and dared to bring your crude mechanical palace into the sacred territories of the Empyrean plane! Hand over your source artifacts and submit your lineage to our penal mines, or your soul database will be permanently deleted!"

Min-jae didn’t turn his head. He looked down at the thousands of Level 58 elite immortal guard units rapidly forming a dense defensive perimeter around the jade plaza, their glowing wooden spears hummed with high-frequency piercing energy."They’ve been sitting in this upper plane for so long they forgot how a real transaction works," Min-jae murmured flatly, his low, seductive baritone carrying a cold, sharp clarity that sent a thrill of anticipation through his court. He slowly took his hands out of his pockets, his fingers wrapping firmly around the heavy hilt of his greatsword. "Xiao, Medusa, clear the vanguard line."

"With pleasure, husband," Medusa purred softly, her large, piercing icy-blue eyes flashing with an unyielding fanatical devotion.Her exceptionally voluptuous hourglass figure twisted with lethal grace as she lunged across the spatial rift at supersonic velocity, her long light violet and soft lavender silk gown billowing like gentle mist around her narrow waist. Beside her flank, Liu Xiao swept across the right side, her green and white silk train sweeping the air as her unsealed 50% power nature energy erupted into a massive, sweeping wave of thick cosmic roots.

Crash!.

The synchronized execution was absolute. Liu Xiao’s god-tier roots forcefully locked the thousands of elite immortal guards mid-sprint, completely dissolving their elemental resistances to zero, while Medusa’s dark-alloy daggers sliced through their pristine armor plates like hot iron through butter. In less than three seconds, the entire border guard division was completely turned into a clean cloud of white experience particles before they could even compile a defensive counter-salvo."Insolent insects!" the lead Clan Elder screamed, his face completely flushed a deep, furious crimson as his pride exploded. He slammed his wooden staff flat against the crystalline dais, unleashing his highest-tier active skill, The Absolute Wood-Rotting Disintegration Curse.A massive, miles-wide vortex of decaying gray conceptual energy and high-density pressure converged directly toward the viewing deck, designed to molecularly rewrite Medusa’s soul contract and dissolve Min-jae’s entire lineage into raw system noise.Min-jae didn’t flinch. He stepped half a step forward, planting his heavy boots into the stone blocks, his deadpan black eyes watching the descending erasure wave with an entirely unbothered, mocking clarity as his Ancient Vajra World-Breaker Core passive calculated the impact data.

The world-ending conceptual curse slammed squarely into the center of Min-jae’s chest plate with absolute, planet-crushing force. But the moment the lethal strike made contact, trying to wipe his database, his un-blockable passive, Vajra Retribution, fired off its 250% True Damage solar amplification loop at supersonic velocity.

[Ding! Received 10,000,000 points of High-Tier Divine Soul and Wood-Rotting Damage from Clan Elders.]

[SSS-Rank Talent Active: ’The Ancient Vajra World-Breaker Core’ triggered! Total Damage Negated. Health Pool: 100/100.]

[Sub-Divine Passive Active: ’Vajra Retribution’ triggers 250% True Damage solar amplification!]

[Reflecting 25,000,000 points of True Damage permanently imbued with ’Solar Fracture’!]

catastrophic, blinding white-hot counter-blast violently erupted from Min-jae’s skin, turning the entire floating jade temple complex into an instantaneous burning inferno of primordial solar fire. The 25,000,000 points of True Damage traveled instantly in reverse along the tracking lines, treating the three Clan Elders’ polished jade thrones and high-tier immortal shields like thin air.The three Elders didn’t even have time to utter a single gasp before the 25 million True Damage backlash forcefully vaporized their frames into ash, their massive life bars flatlining to absolute zero in less than a fraction of a millisecond.The entire border stronghold of the Venerable Wood Clan had been completely, flawlessly dismantled into a clean cloud of white experience particles without scratching a single window of the palace fortress.Voom!. Han Chae-won ran out to the edge of the smoking viewing platform, her face flushed with fanatical glee as her small hands vacuumed up the millions of gold coins, three thousand shattered jade cores, and three glowing Empyrean Jade Core Fragments straight into her infinite void inventory, leaving the entire atmosphere immaculate.

[Ding! Your team has achieved a World-First Absolute Purge of an Empyrean Stronghold! Gained 2,000,000 EXP!]

[You have leveled up! You are now Level 56!]

The vast jade void fell into a dead, terrifying silence, the dual cultivation current between the ten queens humming softly as it converted 20% of the reflected damage into absolute healing, fully locking the party’s vitality at maximum capacity. Min-jae casually spun his space-cutting claymore onto his shoulder, his deadpan black eyes looking out toward the newly unsealed cosmic maps flashing on Ye-rin’s command glass. Due to the dual loop, the massive Exp drop from the Level 62 elders instantly duplicated across all ten wives, their new lavender and sapphire silk gowns flaring with a soft, happy gold aura as their parameters moved forward together.

"The border temple is finished," Min-jae murmured, his low baritone cutting through the quiet vacuum. He turned his face back toward his ten flawless, breathtakingly beautiful wives who lined up perfectly behind his flank with adoring, fanatical smiles. "Ye-rin, analyze the upper-plane ley lines. Let’s find the central seat of these ancient clans before they realize their entire front line has been turned into dust."

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