Seven Mysterious Spaces: My Rise to Power in the Cultivation World

The dazzling light, like a tangible flame, scorched Zhuang Yu's skin, bringing waves of burning pain.

He could feel the powerful energy contained in that light, as if it were about to tear him apart.

But he did not back down at all; instead, he faced the light and walked forward step by step with determination.

Each step he took felt like a blow to everyone's hearts, sending shivers down their spines.

He could hear his own heartbeat, each beat stronger than the last, each one like a war drum pounding against his eardrums, urging him to keep moving forward.

He felt his blood boiling, and an inexplicable power surged from the depths of his dantian, filling his limbs and bones, as if it were about to set him on fire.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, but he was completely unaware of it.

Master Zixiao looked at Zhuang Yu and roared, trying to break through that invisible barrier, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, unable to budge it in the slightest.

That force was like an insurmountable barrier, firmly keeping him outside.

He was burning with rage, his face contorted in a rage, his veins bulging, like an enraged beast roaring in defiance.

"Damn it! Why! Why can you get close to the divine artifact! But I can't!" Master Zixiao roared, his voice filled with despair and resentment, even somewhat distorted.

He struggled desperately to break through the invisible barrier, but found it was all in vain. He could only watch helplessly as Zhuang Yu walked step by step toward the center of the light.

Seeing his disheveled state, Li Ming, a disciple of Master Zixiao, was filled with fear.

He had never seen his master so out of control. At this moment, all his arrogance had vanished, leaving only endless fear and unease.

He watched Zhuang Yu's retreating figure.

Zhuang Yu, at this moment, was completely immersed in his own world.

He felt immense pressure from the light, as if his body was being torn apart, but he did not flinch and continued to stride forward with determination. He felt the spiritual energy within his body circulating at high speed, resonating with the light from the outside world.

He knew this was the final test, and if he could pass it, he would become the true master of the artifact.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of light, staring directly at the center of the artifact.

"What...what's going on..." Master Zixiao looked at Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu stepped into the light, and the dazzling light instantly engulfed him.

The expected burning sensation did not occur; instead, a strange tranquility prevailed.

He found himself in a vast starry sky, where stars twinkled and shimmered, and mysterious forces surged through the space, as if holding the secrets of the universe.

He could feel this power merging with him, the light flowing into his body like a gentle stream, nourishing his meridians and enhancing his cultivation.

An unprecedentedly powerful force surged within him, filling him with immense excitement.

"No! You can't take me away!" A furious roar echoed through the space.

The wondrous spirit, a ball of light radiating an ancient aura, unwilling to be subdued by Zhuang Yu, launched its final attack.

Sharp beams of light shot towards Zhuang Yu like swords, each containing earth-shattering power.

However, Zhuang Yu was no longer the same person he once was.

A slight upturn of his lips revealed a disdainful smile.

"A mere trick." He uttered a soft shout, and after fusing with the power of the divine artifact, he exuded a powerful aura with every move he made.

He stretched out his palm and waved it gently, and a golden light screen appeared out of thin air, blocking all the attacks.

"How is this possible!" the spirit cried out in horror, unable to believe that Zhuang Yu had so easily neutralized its attack.

Ignoring the spirit's shock, Zhuang Yu's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. He took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of the spirit.

He reached out and grabbed the artifact spirit. A powerful force surged in like a tidal wave, firmly suppressing the artifact spirit.

"Submit, or be destroyed." His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

The spirit struggled violently, but all its efforts were in vain.

It felt the powerful pressure emanating from Zhuang Yu, like Mount Tai pressing down on it, making it unable to breathe.

The surrounding space trembled and rumbled as Zhuang Yu's power fluctuated.

Master Zixiao and Li Ming stood outside the light, watching in shock what was happening before their eyes.

They couldn't understand why Zhuang Yu could control the artifact so easily; this power was far beyond their comprehension.

"Who...who exactly is he?" Li Ming asked, his voice trembling with fear.

Master Zixiao did not answer. He stared intently at Zhuang Yu in the light, sensing a powerful force awakening within him. This force filled him with fear, yet also with longing.

Zhuang Yu sensed the spirit's submission and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He slowly released his hand, and the spirit of the artifact transformed into a stream of light, merging into his body.

At this moment, he became the true master of the divine artifact.

He slowly opened his eyes, which shimmered with golden light. A powerful aura erupted from him, sweeping across the entire space.

“It’s over…” he said softly, his voice full of confidence and strength.

Wang Yao stood aside, gazing intently at Zhuang Yu's figure in the light.

His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his body was surrounded by golden light, like a god descending to earth, making people dare not look directly at him.

She could feel the powerful aura emanating from him, a power strong enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

She couldn't help but recall their first meeting, when the slightly immature boy had grown into such a powerful being.

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Zhuang Yu felt a warm current surge in his heart as he felt Wang Yao's gaze.

He turned his head slightly and gave her a gentle smile.

He knew that everything he did was to protect her and to ensure that she could live a peaceful and happy life.

He gripped the divine weapon tightly, feeling the immense power it contained, his heart filled with confidence and determination.

He will definitely become stronger, strong enough to protect her from any harm.

Master Zixiao and Li Ming stood outside the light, their faces ashen. They had witnessed Zhuang Yu obtain the divine artifact, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to them.

They originally thought that with their strength and status, they could easily seize the artifact, but they never expected that an unknown young man would beat them to it.

Master Zixiao clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood flowing down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

His expression was contorted, as if he wanted to devour Zhuang Yu alive, yet he was helpless and could only watch as Zhuang Yu climbed step by step to the top.

Li Ming was no better off. His former arrogance and conceit had long since vanished, replaced by endless fear and despair.

He looked at Zhuang Yu in the light as if he were looking at a demon from hell, which sent chills down his spine.

His lips trembled as he tried to say something, but he found himself unable to utter a single word, only able to let out weak groans.

As the light faded, Zhuang Yu's figure reappeared before everyone.

Holding the divine weapon, he exuded an unparalleled aura, as if ruling the world.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Master Zixiao, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"Master Zixiao, you have lost." His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Master Zixiao was pale, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He felt immense pressure from Zhuang Yu, like Mount Tai pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to breathe.

He understood that he had been utterly defeated, completely and utterly defeated.

"No...impossible..." Li Ming collapsed to the ground, his eyes vacant, muttering to himself as if he had lost his soul.

Wang Yao looked at Zhuang Yu

Zhuang Yu slowly walked towards Wang Yao, reached out, and gently stroked her cheek. "I told you, I would protect you..."

Suddenly, an even more powerful force erupted from Zhuang Yu's body, sweeping across the entire space.

The divine weapon in his hand emitted a dazzling light, as if it would devour the entire world...

"What...what is this?!" Master Zixiao cried out in terror...

Golden light, like the rising sun at dawn, burst forth from Zhuang Yu's body, instantly illuminating the entire space.

He held a divine weapon in his hand, a longsword that flowed with golden light, its blade engraved with ancient and mysterious runes, radiating a chilling aura.

Powerful forces surged into his body like a tide, cleansing his meridians and enhancing his cultivation.

He felt as if he had been reborn, and every move he made was filled with unparalleled power.

Zhuang Yu slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as he scanned everyone present.

He could see the look of terror and despair on Master Zixiao's face, and he could also see Li Ming collapsing to the ground as if he had lost his soul. He was filled with pleasure. This feeling of being in control of everything made him tremble with excitement.

"I...I actually lost..." Master Zixiao murmured to himself, his voice filled with resentment and despair.

He gave it his all, but ended up like this, which he found hard to accept.

"How could this be... This is impossible..." Li Ming's eyes were empty, like a soulless puppet. He could not accept that he had lost to a boy he had previously looked down on. This huge contrast caused his heart to completely collapse.

Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile. He raised his divine weapon high, and an even more powerful aura erupted from his body, sweeping across the entire space like a tsunami.

All the cultivators present felt the unparalleled pressure emanating from Zhuang Yu, and they all knelt down and bowed their heads in submission to him.

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"Greetings, my lord!"

"Your Majesty's divine power is unparalleled!"

"Congratulations, Your Excellency, on becoming the master of the divine artifact!"

The sounds of kneeling and fawning rose and fell, surging into Zhuang Yu's ears like waves.

He felt the awe in the eyes of the people around him, and his heart was filled with a strong sense of accomplishment. An indescribable pleasure filled his whole body.

He knew that he had finally succeeded and become the ultimate victor in this battle for the divine artifact.

He slowly walked up to Wang Yao, and looking into her eyes filled with admiration and love, his heart was filled with tenderness.

He gently held her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, and his resolve strengthened; he was determined to protect her and give her a happy life.

His and Wang Yao's future is full of endless possibilities. They will join hands and reach the pinnacle of the cultivation world, but new challenges may also be lurking in the shadows, waiting for them...

Zhuang Yu gripped the divine weapon tightly, a surge of power coursing through his body...