The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 520 - Ancestral Emperor Realm

"Uh... ah..." Qingyi drew in a deep breath before letting it out slowly.

In the course of his travels to this spot, he'd gathered nearly 800 trillion lust points.

That amount fell short of fully upgrading his bloodline and physique to the ancestral level, yet he stood right on the brink.

"First, my cultivation." Qingyi murmured under his breath.

After readying himself briefly, he brought up the status panel and selected the upgrades for his cultivation along with his mana control.

[Starting cultivation improvement...]

[Starting mana manipulation level improvement...]

Qingyi released a heavy sigh. Steamy heat poured from his mouth as his internal temperature surged without end.

His eyelids fluttered shut for an instant, and upon snapping open once more, he discovered himself in an utterly unfamiliar space.

'My... sea of mind?'

Qingyi pushed himself upright, pressing a palm against his chest while waves of fierce agony coursed through his frame.

This place was indeed his sea of mind... of that he felt certain, though it carried an eerie unfamiliarity.

The bond with his Dantian came across as faint, yet his perception of Qi sharpened far beyond its previous state.

[This is the preparation for the formation of your domain. Just be patient and endure. Each person has a unique domain, some larger and more powerful than others. How much you can endure here will define that.]

The system's alert reached Qingyi, prompting a quiet nod as he concentrated

on regulating his breaths.

Following a stretch of hushed stillness, a presence stirred from the remotest corners of his inner realm.

It pulsed outward across his mental sea. Soon after, transformations rippled through everything, drawing inward to the core.

The overhead heavens pressed downward.

The liquid lapping at his ankles, previously serene and transparent, shifted hues. Bubbles erupted within it, mirroring the darkened firmament above.

Gradually, Qingyi ascended toward the heavens.

He neither drew on his Qi for flight nor tapped his mana. Instead, he simply gazed upward, willed it, and lifted off effortlessly.

An odd sensation washed over him. The fundamental laws of existence enveloped him, upholding all creation. They pulsed with unprecedented strength, yet felt remarkably flexible.

Qingyi extended his reach, brushing against one of the countless primordial laws.

In that instant, a streak of thunder ripped across the skies, quickly joined by more strikes that hammered into the sea of mind with thunderous force.

"This is..." Qingyi drew in a breath, savoring the rush filling his chest.

A blade materialized in his grasp, drawing all the lightning toward its edge.

"...powerful."

He struck out. Countless thunderbolts fused into a single surge, cleaving his mental sea apart.

"System... should I have this much control?" Qingyi asked, channeling his Qi.

Flames, frost, darkness, blade essence, void, and draconic Qi.

One instant saw him as a sovereign of fire; the next, a formless shade. He even spanned across spatial dimensions all at once.

His domain expanded over dozens of kilometers, allowing Qingyi to mold it at will.

[This... is not common.] The system responded after a brief pause.

Domains arose from the essence of one's soul, their life's actions, heritage, and temperament. Once set, they remained fixed forever.

Yet... what exactly was Qingyi achieving here?

The system delved into its archives for explanations, scanning for any record of a domain that could shift in the moment, guided by its master's intent rather than fate.

It took roughly five minutes before comprehension dawned on the system.

Qingyi's domain tied not to his destiny. More precisely, the heavens held no sway over his path.

Across the system's vast history, through countless years hunting a successor to the Dragon God of Corruption, nothing like this had ever appeared.

"Ah..." Qingyi stretched lazily.

At last, he ceased his trials, examining the domain encircling him with greater focus.

A sense of comfort filled the space, inviting him to explore its every facet.

He could even adjust its expanse or infuse it with draconic Qi whenever required.

"That won't be enough..." He muttered, summoning a fresh sword since the last had shattered.

His Qi and mana churned wildly within as he unleashed his full might.

Relentless lightning shattered the skies, boundless shadows cloaked the earth, and amid the chaos, blooms of fire and frost sprang forth.

The domain kept widening until it spanned just beyond thirty kilometers around him.

At length, he halted, sensing the blaze of Primordial Chaos.

They remained his mightiest force, though he shunned their use due to the severe toll on his form.

Could his domain now shield him to wield them at peak strength?

Qingyi thrust out one hand.

A torrent of ashen flames engulfed his limb right away. It seared with supreme intensity and fervor, threatening to devour even the surrounding domain.

"Ugh..." He winced as the scorch on his flesh intensified, readying his blade.

No harm penetrated to his meridians, marking a solid improvement.

In a fluid slash, he unleashed his strike.

The ashen inferno cascaded onto his sword. From there, it fanned into a curving wave, devouring every trace of Qi ahead like a ravenous predator.

"Ugh... untamable as ever..." Qingyi grinned, cradling his scorched hand.

With no inner wounds inflicted, satisfaction settled in. Shaking off the thought, Qingyi departed his sea of mind.

[Your cultivation has increased! Third stage of the immortal emperor realm->first stage of the ancestral emperor realm!]

[Your mana manipulation level has increased! Tenth ring -> eleventh

ring.]

[You have acquired a domain: (Primordial Creation Seed Sea Domain)]

"Primordial Creation Seed again..." Qingyi rubbed his jaw, eyeing the domain's title.

That phrase had cropped up repeatedly in his past. Both Ruxue and the system dodged giving details on the Primordial Creation Seed.

For the moment, all he grasped was that the heavens despised its very being.

"Ah... I wonder what the girls are doing." He dismissed the notion with a head shake.