I Created a World Within Me for 100,000 Years. When I Emerged, Even the Sages Knelt

[#WildIdeas #Invincible #PrimordialWorld #MasterAndDisciple #SubvertingExpectations] After transmigrating into the Primordial World for a hundred thousand years, what should you do when your cultivation gets stuck at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm? Ling Yun is panicking. The Calamity of Investiture of the Gods is coming, and every disciple of the Jie School is destined to appear on the list. There’s no way to lie low and stay out of trouble. Those hypocrites from the Chan School will come knocking sooner or later to fill their quota. He can’t beat them, and he can’t run away. Is his only option to get on the Investiture list and become a lackey for the Heavenly Court? In his desperation, he focuses on his middle dantian. The upper dantian houses the primordial spirit, and the lower dantian holds the golden core. Tampering with either would cripple his cultivation. But his middle dantian is completely empty, so even if he ruins it, his foundations will remain intact. A wild idea takes shape: Create a world in there! Hold the destruction and rebirth of the world over their heads, and wear an overwhelming burden of karmic sin as armor. Whoever dares kill him will destroy the world. The resulting karmic backlash would be so great that even a Sage could lose their status! It’s a beautiful idea, but reality is harsh: creating a world requires the primordial energies of purity and turbidity, and he doesn’t have them. After hearing him out, his master, Zhao Gongming, froze for three seconds, then grabbed him and ran straight for Biyou Palace. “Master! Your grand-disciple has a daring idea!” After hearing it, the Heaven-Connecting Master fell silent. Then he personally took Ling Yun into Chaos, split open the void with a single sword stroke, and brought back the source of purity and turbidity. Ten billion years later (as measured inside the formation), Ling Yun opened his eyes. A brilliant galaxy filled his body, countless stars wheeled through it, and his flesh was comparable to an innate spiritual treasure. Zhao Gongming, who had been guarding him, broke through to the Quasi-Sage realm. One punch made Biyou Palace shake three times. The Heaven-Connecting Master watched, then slowly rose to his feet. “This method… I must try it myself.”