Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies

He expected titan-sized plant life for this titan-sized realm.

Looking around, he saw many people surrounding circles. It was just the outline, but each one had a person or countless people surrounding it. Some seemed to have established a camp while others seemed to be openly discussing. Sometimes, a person would enter a circle.

They would vanish in a brief flash of brilliant light.

This?!

"What are those circles?" He asked. Some of the circles were larger than a continent, some were smaller than a single person, and some were of different colors. If one looked closely, they radiated strange auras.

"Those are Grand Circles. They are trials by fire set up by the White Sirius Heavenly Monarch. The bigger the circle, the lesser the danger and the fewer points you can obtain from them if you complete them. They have different levels of difficulty as well. From red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. Red is the highest difficulty and violet is the lowest. Points can be used after the trials for resources, armaments, or arts."

She pointed towards another area, this one was a platform of a green color, not a circle. On the platform was a sword in a stone with only the hilt visible. The sword radiated a profound aura of calmness as if it was sheathed.

"Those are inheritance platforms. If you can gain the acknowledgment of that trial, you can gain access to the respective inheritance. They typically contain specific requirements and only allow a limited amount of people to complete. For example, my Saber Key was a green platform and had three sabers. If you can extract the saber, information about the inheritance will be given to you."

"Sometimes, you can gain inheritance deposits. Most of them are on the planet, but not always. If they aren’t on the planet, you must take it yourself." Her voice contained a tone of grievance. It seems she felt unlucky. After all, she had to travel six hundred years but still got captured and almost died.

She pointed towards another area. It was different than before. Instead, it was a square outline. The square outlines had things inside them, however. They were spiritual bodies. "Spirit Squares. If you wish to obtain an armament spirit suitable for you, you can take the specific trial to obtain them. Of course, they are pretty much random."

She pouted as if she suffered a bad experience before. To this day, the memory didn’t sit too well with her.

Yan Zaizen took this all in. He was truly surprised by the set of trials on the planet, not to mention, this planet was immense. He couldn’t look in any direction without seeing some sort of trial, and sometimes, he could see hundreds of trials next to each other. Lang Xue was quite knowledgeable about the different trials. There were quite many, even those that were dependant on slaughter and fighting others.

"I truly cannot fathom how the White Sirius Heavenly Monarch established this world," Pinaka commented, her eyes shined in amazement. Her previous master never actually visited the Sirius Titan Realm, but she regretted they didn’t do so. The opportunities here was abundant to the high heavens.

"We’re here." Lang Xue declared.

Looking outwards, Yan Zaizen saw an empty inheritance platform. On the platform, three grooves that seemed to hold sabers were embedded into it.

This platform was an oddity. There was no one around. However, Yan Zaizen discovered the reason. The inheritance of this platform had been taken. Recalling what Lang Xue informed him, it seems all three saber keys were taken.

After they exited the realmship, she soared towards the green platform that was about the size of a small pond. She pulled out a saber, but this saber wasn’t the same saber as before. Yan Zaizen assumed she must’ve obtained it from the inheritance deposit. "Could it be...?" He had his suspicions.

With a stab, she sent the saber into one of the grooves. It was a perfect fit and it radiated a profoundly powerful saber aura that seemed intent or slashing the world to eternal sleep! The dominance and unyielding ferocity it emitted caused Yan Zaizen’s heart to tremble slightly.

A brilliant white light erupted from the platform. From this light, a silhouette of a man emerged. He had a burly body, three meters in height, and a gaze that seemed to contain the end of all days. It felt oddly chilling. In his hand was a curved, one-meter long white saber.

"My successor." A voice resounded causing the space to ripple. Lang Xue’s eyes, which were usually filled with pride, displayed intense respect. She stepped forward.

The man of light looked at Lang Xue for a second. However, his gaze was unfathomable.

"An astral remnant." Yan Zaizen deduced after seeing this scene. Similar to astral projection, Astral Soul Realm provided a myriad of otherworldly powers. One of these was the ability to produce an Astral Remnant. It was similar to spiritual sense separation but far more advanced. Astral Remnants can exist as long as it has energy and can even exist after the death of its owner.

The most important aspect was that, if activated, the owner of the remnant will be aware of all things in real time. If their cultivation is sufficient, they can lock onto the area and descend using Astral Projection even several realms away.

He was curious whether this person was alive or dead. However, he felt that he wasn’t alive. His opinionated belief towards this planet changed. Was it possible the White Sirius Heavenly Monarch was allowing new inheritances to be added even after death? If so, this planet was the core for both experts looking for disciples and youngsters looking for masters.

"Master." Lang Xue acknowledged, kowtowing. Yan Zaizen couldn’t help but feel awkward that, during this important event of acceptance, he was looking at Lang Xue’s perk butt. After all, he was directly behind her.

Despite this, he didn’t take his eyes away. He was curious about the bestowal process. The astral remnant pointed his saber towards Lang Xue. With a sudden movement, he stabbed forward and pierced into her head.

Yan Zaizen’s eyes lit up.

The saber glowed and turned into a white wisp. This white wisp entered her glabella and faded. Lang Xue’s eyes glowed a similar white and she moaned in ecstasy. The bestowment didn’t just include the complete conceptual method of her saber conceptual law, but it contained the man’s experience in cultivating the saber.

"This man is at least at the seventh-floor!" Pinaka commented, even she couldn’t help but tremble. Lang Xue’s luck truly is extraordinary. This was equivalent to Pinaka giving Yan Zaizen the Rudra’s Law of Archery, the fortune was beyond extraordinary. Unfortunately, Yan Zaizen didn’t have cultivation notes so her benefits exceeded his by a fair bit.

After an hour, the astral remnant directly transmitted some words to Lang Xue. He looked towards Yan Zaizen, then dispersed into white light.

Yan Zaizen looked at Lang Xue and realized that a spiritual strand was lingering in her body. His brows furrowed. A spiritual strand was another ability of the Astral Soul Realm. It’s an inactive spiritual sense that’s manually activated. This was essentially a threat and safeguard. As long as you had this strand, any expert will have to think twice. If they can’t instantly kill you, they would be fearing your master’s revenge.

Not only that, because it’s inactive, the person can’t spy on the other like spiritual sense unless it’s activated by the wielder. Furthermore, the strand will last until removed or is used. Even if the expert is dead, it can act as an empty gesture of backing.

When Yan Zaizen saw this, he understood why Lang Xue wanted to return. Whatever her life was before, it had fundamentally changed with a seventh-floor expert with an Astral Soul acting as her backing, even if he was already dead. Moreover, her cultivation had reached the second-floor.

After a while, Lang Xue rose with a proud expression. The struggle of her life before was all worth it for this moment.

Smiling, Yan Zaizen sincerely congratulated her for her success. She accepted and gave him thanks. After all, without him, she would’ve been someone’s slave.

"Hm?" Yan Zaizen heart briefly raced once again. This time, he felt it deeply. It seemed like a calling. Looking at Lang Xue, he asked, "I’m going to search around. You can go home, if wish."

Thinking for a second, her eyes traced Yan Zaizen’s handsome face and extraordinary physique. Eyes flickering, she responded, "I’ll stay for a while. I’m in no rush."