Paragon of Sin

"Watch out!"

The wind energies transformed from a planet-sized worth of earthen energies erupted violently, expelling throughout the Dark Void. Those cultivators with Worldly Domains kept being pushed back continuously, their senses and domains twisting from the over abundance of pure wind energies.

The sheer volume of wind energies and gaseous particles from the atmospheric layer of the planet was outrageously high. They reacted to offset the energy's rampantly flowing manner, yet still found it unbearable. At this point, many felt as if they were thrown in a raging tempest in the Dark Void, confusing them to the zenith degree.

What the hell was happening?!

A Starlord steadied herself and observed the changed space filled with wind energies. She pressed her hands forward and fiercely clenched her long, slender fingers. The trickling light of Wind Intent surged within her fingers as she infused it into the wind energies. Slowly, she calmed the unpredictable wind by imposing her will within.

Noticing that the wind energies were incredibly pure and vast, she gasped slightly in surprise. Fortunately, she wasn't the only one to take action. Others who have cultivated wind-attributed cultivation methods took action to gather the wind energies into a controlled state.

This effort of the many took several minutes to settle the chaos, however, not a single cultivator was complaining. Instead, the Starlord's eyes were effusing a dense, indescribable amount of greed. If she could absorb these pure wind energies, her cultivation base would certainly increase by a few notches.

She wasn't the only one to notice this. As cultivators, every last one of them have used the four basic elemental energies to refine their bodies and Spirits of Cultivation, starting from the Third Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm. Such a pure, vast, and free-to-acquire wind energy was beneficial to every last one of their cultivations. This was a fortuitous encounter for them all!

It didn't stop there. Those who didn't have sufficient storage space and cultivated what they could obtain had discovered a unique aspect of this wind energies. They found that their Primary Light was being strengthened!

No! That wasn't just it!

They felt their physical energies elevate to a higher degree, strengthening their bodies directly. How could wind energies do this? Why was it so easily absorbed? Wait what? It carried traces of exquisite Intent?! A few felt their comprehension of Wind Intent had advanced! Someone even gave birth to a high-level Wind Intent!

Someone soon inadvertently revealed this fact openly, and then all hell proceeded to break loose.

They soon started to madly scramble in an effort to claim portions of the wind energies floating within the Dark Void. They used whatever means possible, from storing it inside their spatial rings to outright consuming it through their bodies and storing it for later.

They absorbed whatever they could, however they could, in any way they could.

Very far away, sitting upon a seemingly lifeless shell of spherical earth the size of several tens of miles, Wei Wuyin was seated on it while watching the mad scramble for his converted wind energies. With a wry chuckle, he breathed out a sigh of relief and satisfaction.

His elemental origin astral force had been directly used to transmute the entire planet from earth to wind, leading to his rich, dense, and highly-refined energies, Elemental Origin Intent Aura, and Wind Intent Aura infusing with it. They were extremely beneficial to cultivators. He had already experienced these qualities once before in the Grand Spirit Trials.

The Titanic Mudworm Snake had experienced a transformation due to his Elemental Origin Intent and his astral force. It refined his astral force and Intent into its Bloodline Source. Wu Yu attributed it to his latent transformation-type alchemical energies within, allowing for it to easily refine its bloodline to initiate a transformation.

He was aware that it was beneficial to cultivators too, but he could theoretically offer better resources at a lesser cost and with a quicker absorption rate using alchemical products, and there wouldn't be a need to drain himself of his astral force each time.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOSH!

SHIIING!

"ARGGGHHHH!!!"

Wei Wuyin's exhausted body jolted slightly as he looked at the fight that had started between cultivators. They were outright assaulting each other for his transmuted wind energies. His eyelids twitched strangely, but he decided to ignore it.

'Birds die for food, cultivators die for fortune.'

He tapped his earthen shell with a brilliant smile. The discord and death above him was none of his concern. In fact, it served his purpose. Concealed by his spiritual strength, the miniaturized planet moved away from the area even further.

Wu Yu soon returned to the area, in tow and thoroughly wrapped by thin interlocking spiritual chains were three Voidships being pulled through the Dark Void held by his left hand. Two of which were damaged somewhat, their decks and hulls suffering cracks. By his right hand, three figures were tied by spiritual chains as well.

They were bloodied and dispirited. One of them had lost their legs and torso, another lost both of their arms, and the last was missing an arm and a leg on the same side of their body. They were Venerable Slayingswors, Venerable Kun Yiming, and Venerable Bluecloud respectively.

The first had been inflicted with leg injuries during the battle, but when the Imperial Heaven Aura detonated, the bottom half of his torso had exploded along with it. If it wasn't for Kun Yiming's face actions, sacrificing her two arms and pouring her powers unreservedly within his body to protect him, he would've turned into dust by the explosion. However, his physical body at this point was almost entirely dead.

He was only surviving by the grace of his Mystic Soul, trying to survive by staying within his head, the last remaining portion of living material it could. After this, regardless of what, he wasn't going to survive without a product like the Ever-Rebirth Pill or an Earthly Saint took action at a heavy cost.

Venerable Bluecloud was an indirect casualty. He was blasted due to just being in range, losing an arm and leg to defend him. Then, they were entrapped within a mass of ferocious might that threatened to crush them, so they couldn't even use Time Reversion to heal their injuries or use other means.

They banded together to resist. Venerable Slayingsword was barely staying alive, so it was all up to Venerable Bluecloud and Venerable Kun Yiming. Fortunately, the two survived.

Wu Yu analyzed the environment and combat of wind energies. He observed the area, realizing these cultivators were violently fighting for the benefits the wind energies possessed. When he saw that the planet had vanished, his eyes betrayed his immense shock.

"What?!" Venerable Bluecloud exclaimed, a surge of spiritual power caused him to wince in pain. However, his eyes maintain themselves at the scene before him. The planet that held the Terra-Mystic Ore had vanished, replaced by twisting wind energies?!

And their subordinates were fighting each other for it?! What the…

Venerable Kun Yiming's eyes were focused on Venerable Slayingsword, a melancholic light suffused her gentle gaze. There was a hint of sadness, and she cared little for the ensuing developments as the body of Venerable Slayingsword was slowly dying.

Venerable Bluecloud turned to her to see what she thought of this, but what he saw was that she was entirely unconcerned by any of it, her focus was completely elsewhere. When he saw that familiar light in her eyes, he lowered his head slightly. No wonder she trusted him to join them for such a heavy fortune and returned after his foolish decision to continue his attack. She even sacrificed so much to protect him in the end.

He softly sighed.

Wu Yu didn't care about their relationships. He was going to interrogate them after checking out the planet after not finding Wei Wuyin on the Voidships. But witnessing this scene, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Was it a test? Was he a decoy?

But there wasn't a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. There was comfort in his heart knowing that Wei Wuyin was unharmed and safe. In fact, he was orchestrating things entirely. He brought him here from across starfields just to steal a planet from beneath the noses of three Ascended.

Still, he was going to ask for some rewards for this act. Knowing Wei Wuyin, he might not even need to ask. However, now he had a problem. Turning to the three Ascended caught by him, he contemplated killing them off entirely.

However, these three aren't useless Mystic Ascendants. While he was exhausted and his means limited, the fact they forced him to invoke his Demi-Mystic State told of their strength and ability. After all, just his raw power was sufficient to stomp out most ordinary Mystic Ascendants at the Second Stage, the Soul of Mysticism Phase, with relative ease.

It took them quite a bit of resources, talent, and effort to cultivate to this point. It'll be a waste not to outright kill them. While he didn't doubt Wei Wuyin's ability to recruit them, it was always best to negotiate in a dominating position.

Wu Yu wrenched the chains, tightening around their bodies causing groans to echo out. "You all might have a chance to live. Perhaps even thrive, but we'll see if you have the awareness to do so." After saying those words, he directly sealed their Sea of Consciousnesses, rendering them unconscious.

Looking at the fighting ongoing, he contemplated for a moment. He formed a hand-seal. He expelled a wad of cyan-colored gas from his mouth. It slowly transformed into an incarnation of himself.

The incarnation stared at the fighting and sighed. With an explosive burst, it started to intervene to ensure no lives were outright lost in the battles. While they might all be killed later, he had to make sure none of them escaped just yet. With a wave of his hand, a spatial ripple surged out for a hundred thousand miles.

He directly sealed all spiritual transmissions, incoming and outgoing, only allowing messages from himself or carrying Wei Wuyin's aura.

After doing all this, he heaved out a heavy breath. He was pushed a little too far. Even his incarnation was only as strong as the weakest Mystic Star Phase cultivator. Fortunately, it could still curb the crowd.

'Tolling away for your benefit. Once a Grand Monarch, now a Grand Knight. It isn't so bad.' Wu Yu couldn't help but reflect upon his life. He was a nobody until he met the King of Everlore. With his family's ancient inheritance and the King of Everlore's support, he rose to become a being beyond Mortal Limits, ruling an entire starfield, and being unrivaled for billions of miles.

His confidence soared and he refused to follow the King of Everlore to venture for better pastures. His overconfidence led to his eventual downfall as he failed his Third Ascension, losing his body and being forced to survive in a ring for thousands of years.

Now, he was once again alive with his potential amplified. Humbled by his failure, he swore to himself to never allow his superiority complex to drive him to failure. Only after coming to the Aeternal Sky Starfield, learning about the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region, did he finally realize how stupid he truly was.

The fact he could even become a Mystic Ascendant in such a backwater, desolate location like the Desolate Dragnet Stellar Region was only because of the King of Everlore. The limitations of the environment were terrifyingly strict.

Wu Yu had thought that with his might, his unrivaled power, he could ascend alone. He was so, so, so wrong. There were far too many Mystic Ascendants far, far stronger than him at the time in this stellar region and yet they either horribly failed or could never progress.

That being said, he was confident that in this richer environment beneath a Mystic Radiance Belt, his chances to ascend would elevate considerably. Yet he would never abandon his alchemist again, especially someone with outstanding potential to push him beyond the limits of environment or innate talent. Even if it meant no longer being a Monarch that ruled over the world.

One day, Han Yuhei and all the other top figures of the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region will look up to him in awe, reverence, and fear. And that, that was enough.

Twiing! Twiing!

The familiar alerting sound of a spiritual message via a spatial ring's formation resounded. Wu Yu inspected the incoming message with a cheerful smile.