From the hallowed grounds of the Celestial Nirvana, where the golden essence of the eleventh tier radiated outwards, emerged Wang Lin. His face, pale as a winter moon, was a stark contrast to the gilded light enveloping him as he swiftly took a meditative posture. His mind replayed the trials he had just endured within that daunting eleventh level.

The first fiend to emerge was the Green Scorpion, swiftly followed by eight more celestial horrors, each appearing without pause. Only by donning the Soul Armor and summoning all his might had Wang Lin managed to persevere and conquer this perilous stage!

The final adversary, in particular, was a monstrous behemoth, a titan of cosmic scale akin to a celestial star. The sheer power it exuded was immeasurable!

Wang Lin sensed that these nine extraterrestrial beings were mere phantoms, their true strength diminished in this realm. Yet, even so, they were formidable, each rivaling a peak Heavenly Sovereign. The last four, in particular, possessed the power to challenge even a common Transcendental Sovereign!

Time was a precious commodity, not to be wasted. The Soul Armor had its limits, and Wang Lin quickly shed it after the battle, seeking to maximize its fleeting protection.

As he stepped out of the eleventh tier, a profound and solemn voice resonated within his mind, unheard by any but him.

“I am Lian Yun Jue. I leave my insights within this Celestial Nirvana, and my life’s essence, forged into the Eight Extremes Dao. Should a worthy successor be blessed with the opportunity, they may claim it here…”

“You have overcome my trial! Receive, then, the Extreme Fire Dao! This art belongs neither to innate abilities, nor to origins, nor to spells. It is not of my creation, but a legacy from the ancient God Realm…”

The voice echoed within his mind, accompanied by a vision, one that stirred a distant familiarity. A hand, devoid of all fiery energy, reached out. As it moved, a wisp of verdant smoke coiled around one of its fingers, nine times, before expanding to form nine emerald rings, radiating an aura of terrifying power!

Wang Lin remained seated in the golden light, his eyes closed. As the vision unfolded and the voice resonated, he was transported back to his past, to a time when he had witnessed this very technique and even glimpsed its power through his ethereal avatar.

Now, without the aid of his separation, he instinctively raised his right hand in his meditative state. In the golden glow, a wisp of verdant smoke materialized, coiling around his thumb!

This scene left the assembled cultivators below in utter astonishment.

“He truly conquered the eleventh tier!”

“Few Transcendental Sovereigns have managed to breach the eleventh tier. He, from the fifth, has scaled the heights to the eleventh in such a short time!”

“I can no longer fathom his limits…” By conquering the eleventh tier, Wang Lin had transcended the realm of mere Heavenly Sovereigns. The celestial aura shrouding him concealed the emerald smoke coiling around his finger, invisible to those below.

But Xue Yu and her companions saw it clearly.

Their faces were a mixture of emotions as they gazed upon Wang Lin, momentarily rendered speechless.

“To overcome the eleventh tier on his first attempt…” He had previously seen the emerald smoke on the Heavenly Sovereign Cai Wei, and instantly realized that it was the Extreme Fire Dao, one of the Eight Extremes Dao of the Immortal Ancestor!

“I had believed that he was the same as me, but never had I imagined he possessed the power to conquer the eleventh tier…” In the realm of Transcendental Sovereigns, the gap between each tier is immense!

The three remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts. But far off, the Transcendental Sovereign Zi Yi watched Wang Lin with a look of shifting emotions. He beheld the golden light engulfing Wang Lin, his eyes burning with jealousy.

“The eleventh tier…” Curses! It took me years to conquer that tier, and he passes it on his first attempt, and acquires the Immortal Ancestor’s divine ability! I got nothing after passing it!”

“The eleventh tier must be his limit. He can never overcome the twelfth! For countless years, even the Heavenly Sovereign Cai Wei, second only to the Nether Dao Sovereign, was halted at the twelfth tier upon becoming a Transcendental Sovereign! Only the Nether Dao Sovereign has ever surpassed it!”

“He cannot possibly succeed!” The Transcendental Sovereign Zi Yi stared at Wang Lin, jealousy gnawing at his heart.

After a long pause, Wang Lin opened his eyes, his gaze fixed upon the emerald smoke coiling around his finger. With a flicker of his eyes, the smoke vanished. He rose to his feet, ignoring the crowd below, and instead focused on the twelfth level above.

“The Transcendental Sovereign Xue Yu said that each tier above the eleventh holds a rare creation…” His thoughts then turned to the Eight Extremes Dao, which he believed was not created by the Immortal Ancestor but inherited from the God Realm of Ancient times.

“What exactly is the God Realm of Ancient times? According to all evidence, the Heaven Defying Bead seems to come from there, and the Great Heavenly Sovereign also obtained his cultivation from that realm…”

“Even the Immortal Ancestor’s divine abilities are inherited from the ancient God Realm…” What kind of place is it? Wang Lin mused, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.

“This Celestial Nirvana offers more than just renown; it bestows the creations left behind by the Immortal Ancestor…” Lian Yun Jue…” So that is the Immortal Ancestor’s name…” Wang Lin took a deep breath and, with a blur, dashed towards the twelfth level.

As he ascended, he could vaguely hear the excited gasps and cheers from below, filled with anticipation. But his mind was focused on his true goal in coming to the Celestial Nirvana!

He aimed to shock the world!

He felt that merely conquering the first level was not enough to astonish the world! He felt that he had to surpass the Heavenly Sovereign Cai Wei, who stopped at the twelfth floor, to truly shock the world.

He felt that surpassing the Nether Dao Sovereign, who was the strongest Transcendental Sovereign, might just be enough to astonish the world!

Moreover, the Celestial Nirvana offered treasures beyond the eleventh tier. Wang Lin was particularly intrigued by the Eight Extremes Dao, inherited from the God Realm of Ancient times.
“Madness! Utter madness! He has truly dared to breach the Twelfth Layer!”

“The Twelfth Layer… I know not how many Sky Sovereigns have conquered it, but such individuals are exceedingly rare, legends whispered in hushed tones!”

“He shall succeed! This time, I feel it in my very soul, he shall not fail!”

Wang Jing’s audacity left the trio of Xue Yu frozen, their gazes fixed upon his departing form as it vanished into the swirling mists above. After an age, their awe solidified into a profound mix of respect and bewilderment.

“As the old saying goes, how can a sparrow comprehend the aspirations of a phoenix? Today, I finally understand… His ambition is a distant star, beyond our reach.”

“Xue Yu, do you believe he can conquer the Twelfth Layer?”

“Aye, I do! Though our paths have crossed but once, this man is no fool. He would not embark upon such a perilous endeavor without assurance. His ascent to the Twelfth Layer speaks of a deep-seated confidence!”

“Unlikely! Only the Nether Sovereign, upon first attaining Sky Sovereignty, managed to conquer that Layer. Should he succeed, would he not unleash a storm akin to that of the Nether Sovereign himself?”

“When the Nether Sovereign first achieved Sky Sovereignty and conquered the Twelfth Layer, the Grand Celestial himself descended to witness the feat! Nay, nearly every Sky Sovereign flocked to this very spot. The Grand Celestials vied for his allegiance, offering treasures beyond measure, until he ultimately chose the Immortal Emperor.”

As Xue Yu and her companions spoke, the ancient teleportation array in the distance erupted in a blinding surge of light. From within its radiant core, a procession of figures emerged, their presence commanding the very air.

These figures, whose visages were normally a rare and treasured sight, instantly inspired reverence amongst the assembled Celestials. Yet, there was no surprise at their sudden, collective arrival!

“Sky Sovereign Tian Yan!”

“Sky Sovereign Chen Fan!”

“Sky Sovereign Sui Meng!”

“And that… that is Sky Sovereign Han Dan!” The Celestials below murmured, recognizing faces from legends and whispered tales.

Silence fell as nearly thirty Sky Sovereigns, drawn from across the Immortal Continent, sent their spiritual senses soaring into the heavens, converging upon the Celestial Nirvana. Their expressions were grave, their gazes fixed upon the heavens.

Such a gathering of Celestials and Sky Sovereigns within the Celestial Nirvana was an event of utmost rarity. Indeed, in countless millennia, only one other instance had occurred: the ascension of the Nether Sovereign!

Even the esteemed Cai Wei Sovereign had failed to ignite such a storm.

Moments later, the ancient teleportation array once more unleashed a blinding brilliance, growing ever more intense until, from its heart, a towering figure emerged.

The moment his presence was known, silence blanketed the Celestial Nirvana. Both Celestials and Sky Sovereigns bowed in unison before the imposing figure.

“Hail to Grand Celestial Wu Feng!”

The towering figure, none other than Wu Feng, one of the Five Grand Celestials, appeared unfazed by the adulation. With a single stride, he ascended into the heavens, disregarding the prostrations of all below, and turned his gaze toward Wang Lin, poised before the Twelfth Layer, seemingly lost in contemplation.

“Wang Lin,” Grand Celestial Wu Feng’s voice, though not raised, reverberated throughout the Celestial Nirvana, piercing the very essence of Wang Lin beyond the Twelfth Layer, “Whether you conquer this Twelfth Layer or not, pledge your allegiance to me, and I shall grant you any boon you desire!”

Wang Lin, before the grand hall of the Twelfth Layer, paused, clasped his hands, and bowed his head towards the figures below.

“I thank the Grand Celestial, but for now, I must dedicate all my strength to conquering this Celestial Nirvana. Grant me leave to ponder this offer until a later time, I pray?”

“So be it!” Grand Celestial Wu Feng replied, unfazed. He gazed upon Wang Lin, his desire to secure the warrior’s allegiance growing with each passing moment!

The onlookers below watched this scene unfold, their expressions shifting in awe and speculation. Such a spectacle, with so many Sky Sovereigns and luminaries gathered, rivaled even the legendary ascension of the Nether Sovereign!

“Young friend Wang Lin, do you still recall our past agreement?” A voice, causing Grand Celestial Wu Feng to furrow his brow, echoed from the ancient teleportation array.

The array pulsed with renewed light, and Grand Celestial Dao Yi emerged, his steps measured and deliberate.