Chapter 250: Humanity‘s Restrictions

Yu Xuan could feel the genuine care in the Martial Ancestor’s tone. Despite the old man’s distant and overwhelming aura, there was warmth in his words.He bowed slightly and said with sincere respect, "Thank you, Master!"

Outside the barrier, the Martial Ancestor smiled faintly.

"Good. May fortune guide you, my disciple."

But inside the barrier, Yu Xuan’s expression changed the moment the isolation took hold and he sensed no one was peeking.

The warmth vanished from his face, replaced by a mischievous grin that slowly spread across his lips.

"Acting, really is troublesome," Yu Xuan or rather Old Yu muttered, shaking his head.

He had, on purpose, displayed a reckless half-mad personality during the trial.

Not for strategy.

Not for deception.

Simply because Old Yu felt like it.

Deep within his soul, the Young Yu was screaming, unleashing a string of curses and complaints that could make weak legs tremble.

Old Yu, of course, ignored him entirely, the way one might ignore Martians from Earth.

"First things first," he murmured, rising to his feet, "Let’s make this body stronger."

And then — he danced.

A rhythm flowed through him, each stance.

It was the [Dance of Rebirth], an art that tore the body apart to rebuild it anew, stronger each time.

When Yu Xuan had broken through the twelfth stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, the technique had evolved within his mind, granting him the next level: the Nine Stances of the Core Formation Realm.

Now, with the True Phoenix Nirvana Pill gifted by the Martial Ancestor, the conditions were more than perfect.

With time, his movements grew fluid, transcendent, weaving between destruction and renewal.

Each stance shattered his meridians and reforged them; broke his bones and tempered them; tore his flesh and refined his blood essence until it gleamed with purity.

Days slipped into weeks, unnoticed.

Two weeks passed like a single breath as he immersed himself entirely in the dance. Official source ıs novelhall.com

Each time his cultivation base collapsed to nothingness, it rebirthed — higher, denser, purer.

The pill’s energy seeped from his core, releasing vibrant streams of phoenix flame that devoured his wounds and reformed his body with immortal vigor.

By the time he concluded the ninth stance, one tenth of the pill’s true power had been consumed, but the transformation was immense.

His body radiated vitality.

During the dance, when the pill was healing him, his cultivation technique adapted and adopted (???), a tiny flicker of flame.

It was the Nirvana Fire. Born from the pill which was made of true phoenix blood essence. It was an unexpected gain.

Yu Xuan sat cross-legged, breathing evenly.

Now came the second step.

Within his lower dantian hovered a small purple star — the core his Chaos Flame.

He exhaled slowly and invoked his physique, [Darkness & Light Origin Physique].

A mass of pure darkness, his [Darkness Origin] surged forth, it enveloped the purple star completely.

At first, the star resisted, trembling violently — but gradually, under the influence of the darkness, it softened. Accepted it. Embraced it.

Two days passed before the fusion completed.

When it did, his dantian pulsed with majesty. The purple star was gone, replaced by a vast, black star, emanating silent chaos and regal destruction.

Yu Xuan smiled faintly.

He considered naming it Amaterasu, but decided against it.

He called it the Chaotic Dark Star, and the flames it birthed — Darkness Chaos Flames.

Then came the second star.

The Nirvana Fire — still small and fragile, floated beside the black star, like an asteroid orbiting a sun.

He guided the [Light Origin] energy from his physique into it, merging them slowly.

Five days later, the process was complete.

A radiant White golden star now burned alongside its dark counterpart, its glow pure, eternal, and divine.

He named it the True Nirvana Star, and its flames, True Nirvana Flames.

The twin stars hovered in his dantian radiating majesty.

Yu Xuan exhaled, satisfied.

The foundation was laid, his power stabilized, and his next step was clear.

He reached toward his face, closing his eyes briefly.

"It’s time," he said.

He first activated his skill [Ultra Instinct] to success on the first try.

Then he guided the link between the two star cores—

Connecting his left eye to the Chaotic Dark Star, and his right eye to the True Nirvana Star, Yu Xuan began the next step of his transformation.

As the link formed, a dull pain spread through his pupils, but he didn’t stop. He endured, letting the power carve its paths into him.

He understood the balance instinctively.

The right eye, white as moonlight, governed creation and healing — the aspect of renewal.

The left eye, black as the abyss, embodied destruction and death — the aspect of oblivion.

Light to mend. Darkness to end.

For three days, he sat perfectly still, guiding the forces through his optic nerves, through his spirit sense, until they resonated with the two stars.

When he finally opened his eyes, it was as if two worlds had awakened within him.

His right eye burned like a miniature sun, radiant with sacred brilliance.

His left eye shimmered like the heart of a void, devouring all light around it.

Even the air trembled faintly, caught between creation and annihilation.

Yu Xuan exhaled slowly.

"Huushhh..."

’My eyes are definitely beyond a normal Heavenly Pupil.’ he thought. Still, a small part of him hoped his left pupil would produce symmetric red symbols and he would release black flames from it.

A thin wisp of golden-white and black mist escaped his mouth and vanished into the air.

Only one final thing remained.

The most important step.

He lifted his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes once more.

To open the Spiritual Eye — the third eye of perception.

Humans were born with nine physical restrictions, each representing a natural limit of mortal cultivation. That was why the ninth layer was considered the pinnacle of every realm.

But those who shattered their physical shackles could transcend the norm, stepping into the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth layers, a path reserved for monsters among human cultivators.

Yet few realized there was more — beyond the flesh lay the nine spiritual restrictions.

[A/N: As humanity’s restriction is reduced on the 250th Chapter Anniversary, pour this Author with gifts, now it’s been Five Months since I started writing... the journey will be long, so stay safe, and don’t court death or get isekaied.]