The Star-God Emperor sat on his cracked throne, staring at my 10,000 Nascent Soul disciples. The "Flame Prince" was being carried out by his own guards, having fainted from the sheer spiritual pressure.
Lian Hua stepped toward me, her starlight gown shimmering. "You actually did it," she whispered. "But my father isn't just a king; he's a gatekeeper. If you want to take me from this palace, you don't just need an army—you need to prove that you can reach the End."
The Emperor stood up, his blue eyes flashing like supernovae. "Nascent Soul is impressive for a backwater world, boy. But in the higher heavens, we are all just dust. If you truly wish to be worthy of a Star-God's daughter, you must touch the Empyrean Boundless Realm. Both you and your 'pigs'."
I looked at the System interface flickering in my vision.
[Ding! Final Quest Triggered: The Path to the End.]
[Objective: Cultivate 10,000 disciples to the 'Heavenly Emperor' Realm. Host must reach 'Universal Origin' Realm.]
[Time Limit: 50 Years.]
[Reward: Sovereignty over all known dimensions.]
"Fifty years?" I laughed, looking at the Emperor. "Give us twenty. We have a wedding to plan, and I don't like long engagements."
The Great Seclusion: The Galaxy is Our Forge
We didn't go back to the mountain. Using the World-Gate, I moved the entire sect into the Void Core—a place where time and space are compressed, and the Qi is so thick it's practically liquid.
"Listen up!" I shouted to my 10,000. They stood before me, their auras already warping the space around them. "The Nascent Soul was the kindergarten. Now, we go for the throat of the Universe. We aren't just cultivators anymore. We are the architects of the new world!"
I dumped every single point I had—millions accrued from the unification of the continent—into the Universal Dao-Seed.
* Year 1-5: The disciples broke through to the Soul Transformation Realm. The mountain itself began to float, powered by their collective breathing.
* Year 10: They hit the Nirvana Realm. Every time a disciple broke through, they died and were reborn in a flash of divine fire. The Void Core looked like 10,000 miniature suns exploding simultaneously.
* Year 15: I reached the Great Tribulation Realm. I sat at the center of the formation, absorbing the karma of all 10,000 followers. My hair turned pure gold, and my eyes became mirrors of the cosmos.
The Final Breakthrough
By the twentieth year, the energy in the Void Core was so intense that the "System" began to glitch. It couldn't track our power anymore.
"Master..." Xuan Lu approached. He didn't walk; he folded space with every step. He had reached the Heavenly Emperor stage. Behind him, 9,999 others followed, their presence alone enough to extinguish stars.
"It's time," I said.
I sat in a lotus position and closed my eyes. I reached into the very source of the System, the source of the Divine Vein, and the source of my own soul. I didn't just want to be strong; I wanted to be the Law.
[Ding! ERROR. Host has bypassed the 'Universal Origin' Realm.]
[New Status: THE CREATOR.]
I opened my eyes. The Void Core vanished. The Mountain of Iron was no longer a mountain; it was a sentient galaxy, pulsing with my heartbeat.
The Return of the Supreme
Back at the Star-God Palace, the Emperor was hosting a council of the "Five Great Heavens." They were discussing how to handle the "threat" of my sect.
Suddenly, the sky didn't turn violet or gold. It turned into a mirror.
Every person in the galaxy looked up and saw their own reflection in the sky. Then, the reflection parted, and I stepped through.
I wasn't wearing a bathrobe anymore. I wore robes woven from the fabric of time itself. Behind me, 10,000 Heavenly Emperors descended. The pressure didn't just crack the throne; it turned the entire planet into a diamond from the sheer compression of gravity.
I landed in front of the Emperor. He tried to stand, but he found he couldn't move. Not because I was attacking him, but because the universe itself wouldn't allow a lesser being to stand higher than me.
"Two years, twenty years... time is irrelevant now," I said, my voice echoing in the minds of every living soul in the dimension.
Lian Hua ran to me, her icy power now looking like a candle flame compared to the bonfire of my soul. I caught her, and for the first time, I didn't feel a 'spark'—I felt the alignment of the stars.
"You reached the end," she whispered, looking at my disciples.
"No," I said, looking at Xuan Lu, who was currently accepting a formal apology from the Star-God Emperor. "We reached the beginning."
I looked up at the infinite multiverse. There were more realms, more "pigs" to recruit, and more systems to break.
"System," I thought. "What's the next mission?"
[Ding! Mission: Enjoy your honeymoon.]
[Reward: Peace and Quiet.]
I laughed, taking Lian Hua's hand. "That's the hardest mission yet. 10,000! Pack your bags! We're going to the End of Time for the reception!"
The 10,000 Heavenly Emperors roared, their voices shaking the foundations of reality. The "Recruitment" was finally complete. The universe was ours.