The Nine Yang Emperor was unsurprisingly Hou Yi, the Heavenly Emperor of the West Queen Mother Heavenly Court.

Correspondingly, the Nine Yin Empress must be Yaoji.

Their names make it somewhat clear.

Nine Yang and Nine Yin, though supreme, rank slightly below Pure Yang and Pure Yin in status, falling beneath both the Queen Mother and myself.

The so-called "Emperor's Path" is actually a palace deep within the starry heavens.

This palace appears once every ten thousand years, with a gate that only permits a single person to enter at a time.

Legend tells that unimaginable treasures lie within; every Harmonization Perfection-level Great Emperor in history has entered through this gate.

Yet each who exits the gate holds the details in utter secrecy, refusing to speak of what lies inside.

This shrouds the place in unmatched mystery.

All the powerful beings fight for the qualification to pass through the gate, and since only one can enter, they inevitably slaughter their competitors as they approach the palace.

This stretch of the starry path is soaked in blood. Whoever succeeds in reaching the end must be the strongest of their time, hence earning its name: Emperor's Path.

"I see now."

Song Lin subsequently delved deeper into understanding this place.

This star domain civilization spans dozens of factions and hundreds of kingdoms, all centered around a solar system.

This was far removed from the Heavenly Court that he had imagined.

In this world, the laws are peculiar; enlightenment as he knew it doesn't exist here.

Everyone who reaches the Immortal Realm (above the Purple Mansion stage) must rely on Spirit Stones, such as the ancient objects encased in amber discovered by Shi Yinhua and others, to comprehend the Great Dao.

Without these, a cultivator cannot gain insight into the Great Dao.

It seems the Human Clan of this world might be connected to Yaoji's mastery over Innate Creatures. Here, innate talents are of utmost importance, and the Human Clan inherited many gifts from the Kunlun Undying Clan.

Examples include the Sun God Body, Innate Pure Yin Pupil, Ice Soul Dao Body, Innate Taoist Body, and others.

At first glance, this world feels unlike the Donghua Heavenly Court, but at its core, it still resembles it. Their cultivation techniques share striking similarities to those Song Lin once passed down.

"Divine Lord, doesn't this appear to be your cultivation technique? Even in the Eight Sceneries World, there are Taoists cultivating the Ice Soul Dao," Shi Yinhua remarked.

"Indeed, it is my technique," Song Lin affirmed.

As to why his own creation appeared here, Song Lin chose not to elaborate. With Shi Yinhua's intellect, having heard of the connection between the Queen Mother and the Eastern King Lord, she likely had her own suspicions.

By the time Song Lin reached his current level, there was no longer any need for secrecy. Most people could already guess the truth.

If Song Lin withheld specifics about his "golden finger" (special advantage), what good would it do anyone who knew?

Upon hearing that Song Lin was the Heavenly Court Master and had ties to the sect founders, many chose to pledge allegiance without hesitation.

"Though there's just the two of us now, once we refine the sun and unblock the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect, I'll show you what it means to wield a million Heavenly Army," Shi Yinhua said with a grin.

This star domain contains quite a few Harmonization experts, likely around twenty to thirty.

But they are spread too thin and can't form a united force.

The world's environment limits the scale of sects as well.

Even the largest sects are composed of several thousand to tens of thousands, with servant personnel pushing the count to hundreds of thousands.

The Heavenly Court operates differently—its Taoist Soldiers alone number near eight million, with Ghost Soldiers and Demon Soldiers enabling full mobilization to thirty million combatants.

Such immense numbers are outright terrifying; no faction could hope to suppress it.

"Enough talk—let's decide the next move. For now, we should keep our identities hidden. I'll participate as an unparalleled talent from Snow Mountain. Yin Hua, you should do the same," Song Lin said.

Shi Yinhua, being a Primordial Spirit expert, based on this world's classifications, was considered a Great Power at the Immortal Realm Peak.

With him taking the lead in Snow Mountain's expansion, they would occupy mineral veins, seize territories, establish governance with the Heavenly Court's methods, and bestow divine seals upon divinities.

Accomplishing these would undoubtedly render Snow Mountain the enemy of the entire world.

In such a scenario, they could divert attention, especially since this realm differed considerably from True Qi Star, where even leaving a planet was a challenge. The sun's anomalies would never escape the notice of the observant.

With this thought, Song Lin summoned the Sun Jade Carriage. The Eight Horses neighed in unison, radiating golden brilliance.

Resplendent, majestic, awe-inspiring—a luminous trail stretched across the void before billions of living beings on Taishun Star.

The Jade Carriage passed close to the sun, momentarily dazzling the heavens with the spectacle of twin solar gods vying for supremacy.

Such magnificence inevitably drew the stares of the masses.

Wild, brazen!

In the far-off Supreme Sacred Land, Xuanji Saint Master arose. His entire being glimmered with intricate Great Dao patterns, celestial harmonies whispering ethereal sound beside him.

His hair and brows shone white, yet his appearance remained youthful.

As the Sun Jade Carriage tore through the void—

Whoosh!

With a jolt, Xuanji Saint Master opened his eyes.

"Such formidable power... Which expert is this? Fusang Mountain's Yang Xuanji? No, that's not right."

Yang Xuanji didn't possess such a carriage, nor was he in the void.

At that thought, Xuanji hurriedly pursued, but upon catching up, the figure had vanished.

Little did he realize that Song Lin had entered the sun.

On the sun's surface, orange flames stretched in every direction.

At the heart of the fire sea, a golden palace stood, its fiery embrace tempering the purest gold until it shone with solar radiance.

Song Lin stepped inside, greeted by a solid gold statue bearing his likeness.

While the statue resembled him in general form, it carried a trace of divine aura and authority that distinguished it.

Above hung a plaque inscribed: Eastern King Lord Heavenly Emperor.

At the sight, Song Lin felt an odd sense of familiarity, suspecting this to be a remnant of the West Queen Mother Heavenly Court.

The past, the worlds he had influenced—when such things tangibly presented themselves, they brought the distinct sensation of crossing the tides of time.

"Well, that saves me the trouble of refining," Song Lin mused.

He had anticipated spending decades in refinement, yet now it seemed the process could be completed in less than three months—this included restoring the palace.

This was news worth sharing with Yin Hua.

After remaining in the palace for three days, Song Lin left behind a Divine Thought for the refining process, then flew off into the deep cosmos.

The people of this realm held great potential; their inclusion in the Heavenly Court's ranks could double its strength.

Song Lin swept across the cosmos with his Jade Carriage and an air of elegant ease.

Along the way, he encountered human planets, some occupied by sects of the Human Clan or Demon Clan.

Numerous powerful talents challenged him during his journey, but most were defeated with ease.

Song Lin refrained from killing; he viewed these challengers as future subordinates in the Heavenly Court, sparing them.

Except for a few exceedingly wicked elder demons and villains.

However, his brash actions inevitably offended several sects—perhaps nearly all sects encountered on this starry route.

And so, onward he flew, deeper into the ancient cosmic trail.

The further he traveled, the fewer people remained. Soon, Harmonization-level Great Saints began to appear.

The Jiao-Dragon Great Saint, Heavenly Dog Saint, the Human Clan's Saint Son and Holy Daughter—they all emerged one by one.

But none of them could rival Song Lin, who had reached 90% Harmonization.

Thus, within this stellar region, the moniker "Donghua Great Saint" began to spread.

Donghua Great Saint, the Merciful.

This was how beings in the cosmos first regarded him.

Rarely taking lives and sparing opponents—except when confronted by unspeakable evil.

Still, such mercy failed to evoke gratitude; many elders and talents returned to their sects, plotting to marshal their forces for revenge.

Two months passed.

Song Lin arrived at an expanse of void utterly devoid of celestial bodies.

Before him stood a towering White Jade Heavenly Gate, tens of thousands of feet tall.

The gate remained tightly shut, yet half-open. Mystical light faintly seeped through.

Boom!

Bang!

Ten Thousand Golden Spears, miles of yellow sand, soul-piercing black winds, ten thousand dharma forms...

Explosions, enraged shouts, maniacal laughter...

Before him, a dozen beings—humans or demons—fought fiercely, their battle raging across tens of thousands of miles of starry space.

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