I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Inside the palace.

The Sea-covering Saint established the altar.

In the center of the altar, there was enshrined a statue of the Profound Yin Celestial Venerable, its whole body glistening white, with a face that was blurred but exuded supreme majesty.

The Sea-covering Saint knelt down on both knees, his body slightly leaning forward, his forehead pressed against the altar, his posture extremely devout.

A deep and solemn praise slowly rose in the palace, echoing without end:

"Ao Guang of the North Sea branch altar, bows in obeisance."

"In reverence of the Profound Yin Celestial Venerable, residing high above the nine heavens, governing over all laws..."

"Under the honored title of Celestial King, mastering the cosmic order, pacifying all the realms..."

"With the virtuous title of Mother of All Spirits, creating all living things and phenomena, nurturing all forms and spirits..."

"Under the sacred title of Lord of All Mysteries, comprehending the origins of the Great Dao, holding the gate of Profound Yin..."

"All profound mysteries emanate from within the gate, and return to it, encompassing all phenomena."

After the praise, he heavily kowtowed, his forehead knocking against the altar, making a crisp sound:

"This servant devoutly bows, willing to receive divine grace, uphold the law, and forever serve before the revered one."

"May the Celestial Venerable shield with blessings, the holy fortune boundless, and the Dao long-lasting!"

As soon as the words fell.

A beam of invisible light suddenly descended upon the altar.

The beam was wholly bright, radiating a gentle yet vast power, directly falling upon the Sea-covering Saint.

The eyes of the Sea-covering Saint widened, his pupils filled with shock.

At the instant of contact with the body, he felt the intense pain throughout his body immediately alleviated, the dim dragon scales gradually regained their luster...

Even his damaged Divine Soul, under the nourishment of this power, slowly became more solid.

After the light beam dissipated, his condition was already much better, instantly saving hundreds of years of recovery time.

The shock in the eyes of the Sea-covering Saint faded, replaced by extreme devotion and gratitude.

He kowtowed once again, over and over, endlessly, his voice carrying a hint of choking:

"Thank the Celestial Venerable for the grace bestowed! This servant Ao Guang will surely sacrifice all, and not fail the trust of the Celestial Venerable!"

...

Beyond the heavens.

Within the Profound Yin Divine Country.

A supreme divine throne floated in the void.

Chen Sheng sat upon the divine throne, his expression calm and indifferent, his eyes slightly closed.

When the prayer of the Sea-covering Saint traversed countless space-times and entered the divine country,

he slowly opened his eyes, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth:

"This Ao Guang sure knows how to bestow a title on me."

However, the grace bestowed upon Ao Guang was not because of flattering words and a smooth tongue.

It was because Ao Guang was the most capable expansion general he placed in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Chen Sheng's heart stirred slightly, and a vast sequence Dharma Net suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The network crisscrossed, spanning across the realms, with each node representing one of his followers.

On each node, there were various glows, some dim, some bright, corresponding to the degree of the follower's devotion and the size of their contribution.

Among them, the most striking was the point of light representing Ao Guang, whose radiance was brilliant, far surpassing all other nodes!

Unlike other branch altars, Ao Guang was strong in power, and bold, adopting a rapid and efficient method of spreading the Dao.

Although his preaching was secret, he never established a massive network of believers.

Wherever he went, he harvested a wave of the Power of Faith and then left leisurely, seeking the next crowd.

Though scattered, the efficiency was extremely high!

His contribution alone was almost equal to the total of all other branch altars.

Ao Guang was also, among Chen Sheng's subordinates, aside from Wang Xuan, the second [Manifest Spirit True God].

His gaze slowly swept over the top of the sequence Dharma Net.

[Sequence 2: Profound Celestial Daoist Emperor].

[Sequence 1: Primordial Creation Celestial Venerable].

These two venerated positions touched the essence of the Profound Yin Great Dao, and the difficulty of promotion suddenly increased, far exceeding [Sequence 3: Manifest Spirit True God].

Chen Sheng slightly shook his head, not ready to force the growth of his subordinates, as it would affect his own cultivation.

After all, his own Dao was not yet perfected.

Nominally, he is [Sequence 0: Profound Yin Celestial Venerable], mastering the gate of Profound Yin, commanding all laws.

But in reality, there's still a long, long way to go before he truly grasps the gate of Profound Yin.

If if truly wanted to divide his power levels,

before acquiring the [Gate of Two Realms], his power remained at the level of the [Profound Celestial Daoist Emperor].

Only after gaining the Gate of Two Realms did his authority expand to the heavens and the realms, exposing him to more cultivation civilizations, and extracting their essence, finally propelling his Dao Realm one step further.

He barely reached the level of the [Primordial Creation Celestial Venerable].

Chen Sheng gazed into the void, with an extremely clear understanding of his own strength:

"Compared to the Earth Immortal Realm's system, I should now be at the level of the Immortal Emperor."

"Beyond that is Integration."

His words paused slightly, a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes, and his tone became more solemn:

"This step seems easy, but in reality, it is extremely difficult, even surpassing the sum of all previous realms."

He lightly waved his hand, and in the void appeared shadowy images of the Earth Immortal Realm and the Nine Heavens Ten Earths, with the faint auras of countless strong individuals.

"The Earth Immortal Realm, Nine Heavens Ten Earths, vast and boundless, full of powerful beings."

"Counting them carefully, there are dozens of Immortal Emperors, each occupying a domain. But as for the Integration Realm, no one has ever been known to reach it."

He slightly furrowed his brows, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and his tone carried a touch of playful contemplation:

"I wonder, who originally proposed the Integration Realm?"

With thoughts swirling, Chen Sheng fell into a brief reverie, pondering the catalyst for Integration, deducing the end of the Great Dao.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart.

A faint and vague ripple, transmitted through the bronze gate, crossed countless spacetime, entering his perception.

It was a string of seemingly familiar yet strange prayer words!

He slowly raised his hand, and a halo of bronze light appeared in his palm.

The bronze portal [Two Worlds Gate] quietly manifested, its patterns ancient, emanating a subtle sense of age.

On the Two Worlds Gate, a new vein suddenly appeared, revealing a new world.

His heart spirit stirred, instantly locking onto the source of the prayer words—it was precisely from that newly authority-covered world.

Chen Sheng's eyes flashed with a keen light, and his interest grew:

"The Two Worlds Gate has once again sensed a new world!"

"Interesting."

"I have yet to actively spread authority, nor left a mark in this world, yet there is an ambiguous prayer directed toward me?"

...

In the vast starry sky, on the remote and barren Mining Planet No. 109.

On this planet, there was not a trace of vitality, only endless deserts and abandoned mining fields.

The underground mining area was even darker, damp, and cold.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of rust, dust, and blood.

In the deepest part, an old lamp emitted a faint yellow light, barely illuminating a small area.

Under the light, a grotesque statue stood silently.

The statue was entirely pitch-black, covered in fine cracks, with an ouroboros serpent coiled upon its top, the snake's eyes glinting with an eerie crimson light, as if eternally gazing at everything below.

In front of the statue, dozens of snake people knelt neatly, human bodies and snake tails, their bodies covered with scars left by mining, some with broken arms, others with chipped tail fins, appearing wretched.

Each snake person held a rough stone knife in their hand.

Without any hesitation, they used the stone knives to cut deeply into the flesh of their arms, blood flowing down and dripping onto the stone platform before the statue.

Flesh accumulated, gradually forming a strange pattern!

This was a barbaric sacrificial ritual!

At the forefront, an elderly snake person, frail and hunched, with scales long devoid of luster, wrinkles covering his face.

He slowly lifted his bony fingers, using the stone knife to cut his fingertip.

Bright red blood seeped out, and he used the blood-dipped fingers to draw strange and complex runes on his face and forehead.

The old man slowly bowed his head, his voice hoarse yet solemn, filled with heartfelt devotion, singing softly:

"Prostrated beneath the abyss of flesh and blood, I sing praises to the Mother of Spines."

"You are the source of flesh, the furnace of devouring, the abyss of proliferation."

"You are the eternal cycle upon the gate of life, the key to all beginnings, the witness of end and inception."

His voice gradually rose, carrying a touch of pleading, yet still devout:

"I pray for your listening, pray for your mercy upon your prostrated believers."

"I pray for the opening and closing of the portal, to let the mortal body cross the threshold, let desolation return to fervor, let souls return to the cycle, ceaselessly!"

Dozens of snake people echoed in unison, their voices hoarse and tragic, reverberating through the dark mining tunnels, full of hope amidst despair.

...

Above the sky.

An invisible gaze, through the [Two Worlds Gate], descended upon this place.

Chen Sheng watched the barbaric sacrificial ritual below, listening to that obscure string of prayer words.

Though it was a language he had never heard before, his realm allowed him to understand upon contact.

He nodded slightly, a flash of understanding in his eyes:

"Mother of Spines."

"Flesh, procreation, life, portal..."

"The core is life and portal, which happens to correspond to my Profound Yin Gate, no wonder it directs toward me."

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