(Thanks to DaoistTrueSelf for the gift)
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“So, the battle trial will take place in the form of challenges, but not from each other, but Heaven Chosens in the Upper Dimension.”
The Heaven Chosen presents were the backbone of their respective faction, so they had access to some secrets of the universe. They knew about the Upper Dimension, where all Great Emperors ascend to continue their cultivation journey.
But now, they had an opportunity to battle the geniuses of that place. They instantly became excited as they did not believe they would be inferior–even if they lived in a far worse environment. Of course, some feared humiliating themselves or bringing trouble to their sects.
‘Things were about to get complicated,’ thought Wang Wei. He did not fear any challenge from these upper-dimension Heaven Chose. He worried about the political aspect behind their presence.
Even though he knew these powerful entities could not readily interfere with the lower dimension, they still had the capability. Things would get complicated if he offended one of these young masters and caused trouble for his sect. And relying on Wu Hong as a backer might make things even worse.
‘I should probably begin to think about robbing the final winner instead of participating in this trial,’ he thought. He would wait and analyze the situation and weights the pros and cons before making a decision.
Many participants began to ask questions regarding the upcoming battle trial, but Lord Spirit only said to wait a month until these people’s arrival.
Afterward, everyone returned to their mansion.
Wang Wei went directly to Ancestor Wucheng to ask questions.
“So, what do you think?”
“I don’t know much about the upper dimension. But I know mortals can descend to the Endless Void, but it is extremely difficult. Gu Xuan is not simple if he could do this for a trial, Gu Xuan is not simple.”
“Are there any restrictions?”
“For sure. For example, they cannot stay long here, they cannot use items above Emperor Grade, and maybe others.”
“What about the Heaven Will Battle?”
“I don’t know about that. Let me ask Origin One,” replied Wang Wucheng before disappearing and returning a few minutes later.
“They can participate in the battle. However, they have to start cultivation from scratch, are restricted by the number and type of resources they can bring, and have to acquire an Identity Token.
“Furthermore, if they fail to prove the Dao, they cannot ascend to the upper dimension–unless someone at the Empyrean Level comes to get them.”
“What about Karma? Does it restrict them?”
“After their first descent, when they lose all their cultivation, they don’t need to wash away their karma and compete in any Heaven Will Battle. However, if they lose, they have to follow the same rules as us.”
Wang Wei understood that Heavenly Dao restricted the upper dimension people to ensure they had the same starting line as everyone else and had a relatively fair competition.
He was satisfied with these restrictions; what he feared was those people coming here to cause chaos and destruction.
“Do they have anything special about them?” Wang Wei asked.
“They usually have ways to contact the upper dimension. But, I don’t know if that counts as special.”
Wang Wei immediately frowned. Although this information seemed useless, it was not to him. His tentacles will one day reach throughout the entire Endless Void. So, if someone from the upper dimension learned of his action and sent people to interfere, this might cause some trouble.
‘I need to take this information into account.’
“Thank you for the information.”
“No need for formalities. By the way, Wang Ju said she prepared everything.”
“Excellent. I’m going to deal with the issue now.”
Wang Wei teleported back home before contacting Wang Ju.
“It seems your seclusion was successful.”
“Thanks to you, young master. The Shadow Innate Treasure was beneficial.”
“That’s good. We will find a day for you to officially become my shadow.”
“I looked forward to it,” replied Wang Ju before handing him a talisman with some information. After reading it, Wang Wei closed his eyes as the power of fate, karma, samsara, and time surrounded him for a few seconds before saying:
“We will need more people in these positions. Use some Suicide Soldiers for the rest.”
Wang Ju looked at the map handed to her, and a looked of surprise flashed before she nodded and went to mobilize the people.
Meanwhile, Wang Wei teleported to a small village at the southern end of the Central Continent.
While invisible in the air, he observed a young village boy who looked ordinary except for his eyes. Deep hidden inside was an infinite hatred. For as long as this young man existed, he carried that hatred passed down from generation. And he knew, once he died, he would pass this hatred to his children.
Today, the young village went to get some woods in the forest, and something unexpected occurred to him: he found a booklet with the title [Curse of Hatred].
The young villager quickly hid the book before looking at his surrounding to discover if anyone had seen him. After not finding anyone, he rushed home to read the book. He was glad his wife and daughter were not here, and he felt this was not something they should involve themselves with.
A few minutes later, he finished reading:
“Oh, Di Tian. Do you think you can do whatever you please because you are a mighty cultivator? Today, I will teach you that your actions have consequences.”
The young village boy closed his eyes before chanting in weird and incomprehensible language. As he did so, the hatred deep in his soul, inherited from his bloodline for thousands of generations, activated to power the curse to unimaginable heights.
Wang Wei watched as a dark and invisible power traveled to the Western Continent, and he knew it was going for Di Tian. After receiving the [Curse of Hatred] and the [Bloodline Curse], he had a basic plan on his mind that he laid the groundwork for while taking his trial.
He changed the memories of an ordinary mortal family that Di Tian destroyed their village, killing everyone they loved. This act resulted in fostering a powerful hatred of that family.
Then, he cast a spell on them to pass down that hatred through bloodline for countless generations, nurturing and strengthening that hatred over time. And after more than ten thousand years and numerous mortal generations, the hatred reached the level he wanted where it could cast a curse that could barely touch a person’s existence–similar to Lin Fan’s situation.
Western Continent, Sealed Mountain:
Di Tian suddenly opened his eyes and felt a powerful curse descend on him. He frowned calmly as he looked at the markings on his body.
“The Curse Passion Emperor’s [Three Anamalous Curses?”
Di Tian knew the Curse Passion Emperor as he was technically one of his mentors; he studied briefly under the latter. The Curse Passion Emperor was a Pseudo-Eternal Emperor famous for his Curse and Poison Dao.
During that era, he was very valuable to the war as he could poison Innate Demons on large scales and even weaken some Eternal Emperors. One day, the Curse Passion Emperor discovered a destroyed village with only one survivor: a young girl full of hatred.
He tried to help the young girl, but she only wanted revenge. So, he promised to cultivate her into a powerful being to have her revenge: she refused. She wanted her revenge now.
So, the Curse Passion Emperor created a special curse for her to use her hatred as the source and her life as the price. Finally, the girl killed her enemy before moving on to Samsara.
After that, he created two other curses of the same category, which were eventually called the [Three Anamalous Curses]. This curse became essential to the war as it allowed mortals to have significant battle prowess. However, the Curse Passion Emperor came to hate his creation because of how much damage it did to mortals; he hated the Acquired Side for weaponizing these three curses.
Di Tian was momentarily sad after thinking about the past. He was present when numerous Primordial Gods and Innate Demons besieged the Curse Passion Emperor and killed him.
He was pretty sad after receiving the news; although they were not close, the latter was still one of his mentors.
‘Using such a cruel and cunning method, this must be Wang Wei’s method,’ he thought before sneering. ‘If I did not have some understanding of [Existence], this curse would have killed or crippled me.’
So, he used his Dao Will to protect his [Existence]; he knew from the Curse Passion Emperor this was the quickest method to deal with this curse with no repercussions. A few minutes later, the markings on his body disappeared as he returned to normal.
“So, it failed as expected,” Wang Wei muttered.
Then, he contacted Wang Ju to begin, who then mobilized all the Fate Shadow Guards worldwide.