Jie Tianran arrived within the secret realm — a place that appeared entirely ordinary. An ordinary plain, an ordinary sky, and all the senses perceived nothing out of the ordinary.
Yet with a single sweep of his wide sleeve, the space before him tore open, forming a passage. Beyond that passage lay a completely different scene.
The terrain of that world bore no distinction from what he had seen before, but this world was drenched in a blood-red hue.
The source was a colossal formation standing upon the earth.
The formation towered ten thousand meters high, its entire body an eerie crimson, and it was this that had dyed heaven and earth red.
Though cloaked in that strange blood-red color, it was semi-transparent, allowing one to see a figure seated in cross-legged meditation at its very center.
Jie Tian.
The massive formation pulsed like a heart, throbbing at a steady rhythm. With each beat, a wave of power surged inward from every direction of the formation, converging and flooding into Jie Tian's body.
Jie Tianran observed for a time, then the corners of his mouth curled upward — it seemed he was satisfied with Jie Tian's current state.
Jie Tianran approached one of the formation's nodes and opened his palm. The same strange formation pattern materialized above his hand once more, and a stream of power was channeled into the node.
It was the power of bloodlines — but not only Jie Shanxian's bloodline power. Alongside it were two other types of bloodline power, both of considerable strength.
As the three bloodline powers merged in, the heart-like formation's pulsing frequency surged dramatically.
The three bloodline powers detonated within the formation, instantly flooding its entirety.
At first they struggled, repelling one another, desperately trying to break free from the formation. But they quickly discovered there was no escape.
They could only follow the formation's power, converging toward Jie Tian — and yet Jie Tian felt not the slightest discomfort.
As the three bloodline powers were absorbed, the skies above churned as winds and clouds shifted violently. An extraordinary phenomenon took shape.
It was a mass of strange, luminous black matter — vast and dark, as if it could devour everything.
In this scarlet-drenched world, the appearance of such a dark entity was deeply terrifying.
The phenomenon persisted for a long while, only dissipating once the three bloodline powers had been completely absorbed into Jie Tian's body.
Before long, the blood-red hue of the formation began to fade as its remaining power was consumed, the color growing ever lighter until it turned entirely transparent.
Finally, the formation dissolved. Heaven and earth returned to normal, and Jie Tian opened his eyes.
At the same time, his aura surged outward.
Sixth-grade True Dragon Spirit World Master!!!
Yet his power was comparable to a Ninth-grade True Dragon — his true combat strength had already reached the absolute peak of the True Dragon Spirit World Master realm.
Jie Tian was ecstatic.
Such a massive advancement in such a short time had far exceeded even his own expectations.
With cultivation at this level, the vast majority of veteran experts would be crushed beneath his feet. Among the younger generation, he would be utterly invincible.
He had finally become the strongest of the younger generation in this vast martial cultivation world.
He had already pulled an enormous gap between himself and every other young cultivator.
His expression spoke of soaring ambition and boundless heroism. Every humiliation, every defeat he had suffered before — he would wash them all away with pure strength.
If the prophecy was true, then the power of the Divine Era would surely belong to him.
He would become the king of this era.
But before he could even utter a triumphant word, he immediately checked himself. He had noticed Jie Tianran.
"Grandfather, you've returned."
Jie Tian saw Jie Tianran and promptly dropped to his knees, his face brimming with joy.
To him, his grandfather was the most important and closest person in his world.
And he understood clearly that this tremendous advancement was only possible because his grandfather had exhausted the Seven Realms Sacred Palace's resources, staking everything on him.
His transformation was entirely thanks to his grandfather.
"How do you feel?" Jie Tianran asked with a smile.