Chapter 13 Heaven-Defying Comprehension, Thorough Mastery, Unprecedented and Unmatched

Lin Yuan returned to the Great Zen Temple without causing much commotion.

Except for the Abbot and several Abbots, no other monks knew.

On the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Yuan sat cross-legged.

"There are eight years left."

Lin Yuan glanced at the illusory light screen below his line of sight, knowing that his remaining time to stay in this Realm was running out.

"It should be enough."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly.

Comprehending the path and Realm above the Mythical Realm already had specific directions and ideas. According to the comprehension efficiency of Heaven-Defying Comprehension, eight years was more than enough.

"The Martial Dao path."

Lin Yuan's gaze was profound.

The Martial Dao path in this world took the human body as the Foundation, combined with the spirit, and constantly transformed.

Although the improvement was slow, its advantage lay in having no obvious shortcomings.

At least its potential was much greater than the evolution path of 'Gene Warrior' in Cosmic Human Civilization.

Gene Warrior was a pure Physical Body evolution path. Once encountering Evolvers like 'Superpowered Sorcerer' or 'Psychic Master'.

Without prior preparation, the outcome was basically being swept away.

The Gene Warrior evolution path was estimated to be an evolution path specially created by the high-levels of Human Civilization for their own younger generations.

It completely relied on Gene Potion. As long as one could buy Gene Potion of a sufficient tier, one could keep improving.

"I wonder what kind of evolution path Martial Dao counts as, and how it is evaluated by the Goddess of Wisdom."

Lin Yuan thought to himself.

The Cosmic Human Alliance encouraged citizens to develop new evolution paths, and the Goddess of Wisdom even used huge contributions as rewards to attract more human citizens to get involved in this aspect.

Whether an evolution path was precious or not depended on two aspects: first, the degree of popularization; second, the level of potential.

The degree of popularization was easy to understand. If this evolution path only allowed one person to Cultivate, then it would have little value for Human Civilization as a whole.

As for the level of potential, it was the theoretical upper limit of this evolution path.

Having descended into this world for more than ten years, Lin Yuan had always used Heaven-Defying Comprehension to deduce martial arts, opening up the Mythical Realm above the Great Grandmaster, and even surpassing the mythical level.

This was to raise the upper limit of the Martial Dao Evolution Path as much as possible, so as to obtain a higher evaluation from the Goddess of Wisdom and get sufficient rewards.

Lin Yuan was very clear about the primary and secondary; this Realm was just a passerby for him. Once the twenty-year retention time arrived, he would still return to the Cosmic Human Alliance.

"Continue to comprehend."

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, closed his eyes, and fell into the state of enlightenment again.

This trip to the Great Li capital was of great help to Lin Yuan.

The thousands of martial arts collected by Martial Hall, and the various wondrous Cultivation Techniques mastered by Martial Artists around the world.

Under the catalysis of Heaven-Defying Comprehension, countless flashes of inspiration continuously burst forth in Lin Yuan's mind, moving unswervingly towards the Realm above the Mythical Realm.

Time passed.

Eight years passed in a flash.

As time fermented, the true origin of that mysterious monk who smashed through the Great Li Imperial Palace was finally revealed to the world.

It was Hui Zhen, the Buddha Son of the Great Zen Temple.

Back then outside the imperial palace, Lin Yuan's words, 'This poor monk is Hui Zhen', were heard by many people.

Coupled with the fact that the Great Zen Temple had long distributed the portrait of the Buddha Son to various temples in the world, and Lin Yuan had also appeared in the several Martial Dao conventions held in the Great Li capital.

Comparing before and after, it was not difficult to deduce.

The direct consequence of the exposure of the mysterious monk's identity.

Was that the Great Zen Temple became lively. Beneath Shaoshi Mountain, a large number of Martial Artists came admiringly every day.

That mysterious monk only stayed in the Great Li capital for a year and then disappeared without a trace. Many people guessed that the mysterious monk was very likely back inside the Great Zen Temple.

The many Martial Artists coming to the Great Zen Temple wanted to see Lin Yuan.

After all, Lin Yuan was the recognized Great Grandmaster, and even called the greatest Great Grandmaster through the ages by those Grandmasters.

Literature has no first, martial arts have no second.

Being recognized by all Grandmasters and unable to utter any words of doubt could only mean one possibility.

That was, that Buddha Son Hui Zhen was truly unimaginably strong.

He beat all Grandmasters into submission.

This attracted a large number of Martial Artists over.

Even if they couldn't see him, taking a glance from afar was also extremely good. What if they had good luck and were favored by that nameless monk?

Wasn't this Opportunity even greater than a carp leaping over the dragon gate?

As for possibly having to shave one's head and become a monk after being favored by that Buddha Son.

As long as one could step into the Grandmaster Realm, let alone becoming a monk, even severing all emotions and desires, there would be a large handful of people willing to do it.

On the narrow mountain path of Shaoshi Mountain, a burly man carrying a heavy sword walked slowly forward.

Behind the burly man followed a young man in his twenties.

"Master, Master."

"You came here, do you want to challenge that Buddha Son again?"

The young man asked curiously while walking.

The burly man carrying the heavy sword was none other than the Sword Saint of the South Sea.

If there were a Grandmaster nearby, they would discover that the aura of the Sword Saint of the South Sea was profound. Looking directly into his eyes, one could feel a spiritual exotic power as sharp as a keen sword.

Great Grandmaster.

This Sword Saint of the South Sea had impressively taken that step and become a Great Grandmaster.

Placed in other past eras, the birth of any Great Grandmaster was an extremely sensational event.

People from all directions coming to congratulate.

Tens of millions of people bowing their heads.

Were all just the basics.

However, the Sword Saint of the South Sea felt it was utterly tasteless.

Ever since sparring with Lin Yuan eight years ago, the Sword Saint of the South Sea understood that beyond people, there are people, and beyond heavens, there are heavens.

So what if one was a Great Grandmaster?

Facing that Buddha Son, even a Great Grandmaster had to die.

"I am just here to take a look."

The Sword Saint of the South Sea shook his head.

"Also, do not compare your master with that Buddha Son."

"That Buddha Son stopped being a Great Grandmaster as early as eight years ago."

The Sword Saint of the South Sea took a deep breath and said in a low voice.

Suddenly.

The expression of the Sword Saint of the South Sea changed drastically.

He raised his head and looked fiercely towards the top of Shaoshi Mountain, in the direction of the Great Zen Temple.

Hum! ! !

I saw a terrifying aura begin to vibrate, sweeping across the entire Shaoshi Mountain in an instant.

And it spread outwards in all directions at an extremely terrifying speed.

"That is?"

The complexion of the Sword Saint of the South Sea turned pale.

In his perception, an aura like a vast ocean rose from the depths of the Great Zen Temple, shining upon the world like a blazing sun.

"Finally… it's finally done."

On the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and walked out of the Scripture Pavilion.

Spending nearly ten years, he finally stepped into the level above the Mythical Realm.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion.

The Long-browed Old Monk, the Abbot, and the Abbots had been waiting for a long time.

The commotion of Lin Yuan's Breakthrough was simply too huge; even the Sword Saint of the South Sea halfway up the mountain noticed the commotion, not to mention the many monks inside the Great Zen Temple.

"Buddha Son."

"Greetings, Buddha Son."

Seeing Lin Yuan walking out of the Scripture Pavilion, the Long-browed Old Monk and others immediately bowed and said.

"Mn."

Lin Yuan nodded, in a good mood.

"The Buddha Son's strength should have already surpassed the Great Grandmaster, right?"

Abbot Huiyuan hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively.

In fact, he had this guess long ago, but he hadn't been quite sure. After all, the Great Grandmaster was the ceiling of Martial Artists since ancient times. How easy was it to surpass the Great Grandmaster?

It was just that earlier, feeling the commotion when Lin Yuan broke through.

No matter how foolish Abbot Huiyuan was, he realized something.

That mighty and grand aura could not be matched by even ten or a hundred Great Grandmasters.

As for why Abbot Huiyuan knew this so clearly, it was because the Long-browed Old Monk had also successfully promoted to the Great Grandmaster Realm a year ago.

"More or less."

Lin Yuan said with calm and indifferent eyes.

"Really surpassed the Great Grandmaster Realm?"

Even though they had expected it in their hearts, Abbot Huiyuan and the other three still had monstrous waves churned up in their hearts.

The thoughts of the holy monk who was already a Great Grandmaster were even more complicated; he had watched Lin Yuan step-by-step walk over, and even more than a decade ago, he had guided him in the identity of a master.

"Then above the Great Grandmaster… what does it look like?"

Abbot Huiyuan asked with a trembling voice.

Hearing this, the others immediately stared at Lin Yuan with burning gazes.

Although it was impossible for them to reach Lin Yuan's height, and even the hope of becoming a Great Grandmaster was slim, at least being able to listen to it made them stronger than those Great Grandmasters who dominated an era throughout history.

"Above the Great Grandmaster is called the Mythical Realm, where internal Qi sublimates into 'Yuan Power'."

Lin Yuan patiently introduced the many profundities of the 'Mythical Realm'.

After speaking, Lin Yuan paused for a moment and continued: "I haven't thought of what to call above the Mythical Realm yet, but qi, blood, and spirit fuse, enabling one to sense the atmospheric mechanism of heaven and earth."

"Mn?"

"Above the Mythical Realm?"

Abbot Huiyuan and the others were shocked in their hearts, and couldn't react for a long time.

They had just been immersed in the many incredible aspects of the Mythical Realm, fantasizing about the various characteristics of this Realm, and as a result, Lin Yuan mentioned above the Mythical Realm again?

Could it be that this young Buddha Son in front of them was no longer in the Mythical Realm? Otherwise, how could he know the profundities above the Mythical Realm?

Next, Lin Yuan rarely patiently explained a few sentences before dismissing Abbot Huiyuan and the others.

It wasn't that Lin Yuan didn't want to say more.

But if the Realm wasn't reached, saying more was useless.

On the contrary, it would affect their own cultivation.

"It should have reached the limit."

Lin Yuan pondered for a while. At this time, he had already faintly felt a sense of oppression from between heaven and earth.

The level he was currently at had reached the ultimate of the world. Going any further… with Heaven-Defying Comprehension, it was not that it couldn't be done, but Lin Yuan's remaining time was far from enough.

"That's about it."

Inside the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Yuan looked at the dozens of book volumes piled up in front of him.

Recorded on them were the specific process details from the Acquired Realm to the Mythical Realm and even surpassing the mythical level.

Of course, the deeper martial dao went, the more obscure and difficult ordinary people found it to understand.

This was also the reason why Lin Yuan was unwilling to go into detail with Abbot Huiyuan and the others.

However, in case a brilliant and talented Disciple appeared in the Great Zen Temple in later generations with one-ten-thousandth of Lin Yuan's talent, these volumes could also point the way for them.

Just thinking that if there was such a day, it would probably be hundreds or thousands of years later.

After stepping into the level above the Mythical Realm, Lin Yuan stopped cultivating and instead went sightseeing.

Even so, he felt that the oppression of heaven and earth was getting stronger and stronger, feeling like a stranded whale, exceptionally uncomfortable.

Several months later.

Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Because…

The Gate of Myriad Realms deep within his mind suddenly shone with brilliant light.

The first dungeon ends~

"The rhythm is a bit fast, how do you all feel about it?"