The morning sunlight spilled across the golden tiles of the palace, catching the edges of the throne in radiant streaks. Feng Hao opened his eyes slowly, the world around him settling into focus. Though he had long transcended the mortal need for sleep or food, he still allowed himself moments of rest. Not for survival, not for energy, but for the quiet clarity that only a few hours of meditation and stillness could bring.
He stretched slightly, letting his aura ripple outward like liquid sunlight, brushing over the palace courtyard, the barracks, and the newly claimed northern lands. Even the spirit veins beneath the soil seemed to thrum in response, harmonizing with his presence.
"Another day," he murmured softly, rising from his low meditation seat. "The unclaimed lands won't wait forever."
Feng Hao moved to the balcony overlooking the northern campaign territories. The mountains, rivers, and scattered villages stretched endlessly, now bearing the invisible imprint of the Nine God Dynasty's authority. The minor clans had already bent their loyalty; the scattered villages and small sects were subtly reorganizing themselves under the watchful eyes of his elders.
Despite this, he didn't feel the need to summon his forces immediately. Yet, for discipline and readiness, he often allowed the barracks to run full drills, reinforcing formations and letting the elders refine troop movements in real time.
"System," he said calmly, his voice carrying authority without strain. "Daily summoning. Summon 7 Consecutivet times."
He summoned 7 consecutive times due to him not being able to summon for week.
Light flickered across the Divine Mountain barracks, and the formations solidified as if alive.
Divine Soldiers: 87,500 (Foundation Establishment — Mid)
Divine Cavalry: 8,750 (Foundation Establishment — Late)
Divine Captains: 4,375 (Half-Step Qi Sea)
Divine Commanders: 875 (Qi Sea — Early)
Divine Generals: 84 (Qi Sea — Mid)
Divine Marshal: 7 (Qi Sea — Peak)
Elders and Heavenly Kings:
Low-Level Elders: 140 (Late Divine Bridge)
Mid-Level Elders: 56 (Early Tao Pagoda)
High-Level Elders: 14 (Mid Tao Pagoda)
Low-Level Heavenly Kings: 21 (Late Divine Bridge)
The palace trembled slightly under the collective aura. Even without issuing commands, the northern territories felt the Nine God Dynasty's weight. Rivers aligned subtly with spirit veins, mountains pulsed with refined qi, and villages moved in seamless harmony with the dynasty's vision.
Feng Hao allowed himself a faint smile. He didn't need to fight these northern lands—they were already his, secured by reputation, aura, and the unbreakable lattice of Peak Qi Sea authority flowing through every unit and elder.
The system's panel flickered softly:
[Territory Infusion — Northern Campaign: Full Resonance Achieved]
Population Integrated: 18,350,000
National Power Boost: +17,100,000,000
Current National Power: 21,987,000,000
Owned Land: 1,800,000 km²
Dynasty Rank: Tier 2 → Approaching Tier 3
Feng Hao leaned back against the golden throne, letting his aura flow freely across the northern lands. The dynasty's power had just entered a new era, and yet, he knew the real tests—Tier 7 and Tier 8 forces, Golden Core cultivators, and rival dynasties—were waiting beyond these borders.
He let the morning stretch on a little longer, enjoying the rare calm of his own choosing. Even the emperor who needed no sleep still valued the clarity and quiet that a morning ritual brought—a moment to survey, to plan, to dominate without lifting a single blade.
Finally, he rose fully, gaze sweeping north. "Prepare the next expansion," he said, calm, deliberate, and unstoppable. "The Nine God Dynasty will claim what is theirs. Let the minor forces bend before us, and the strong ones tremble in the distance."
The Celestial Forge hummed faintly in acknowledgment, and the barracks rang with silent readiness, as if even the structures themselves understood the golden aura now flowing through the Nine God Dynasty's veins.
Feng Hao allowed the soft hum of the system to fade before rising. He didn't need these rewards immediately, but each addition subtly amplified the Nine God Dynasty's presence in the world. The aura of these mythic structures alone caused nearby spirit veins to pulse more vividly, signaling their influence across the northern territories.
As he surveyed the lands, a subtle fluctuation on the system map caught his attention—a red dot blinking faintly at the edge of the unclaimed northern mountains. Not a dynasty, not a sect, but a player.
Feng Hao's golden eyes narrowed.
"Blue Star," he murmured, reading the label hovering over the dot. A faint aura, powerful but not yet threatening compared to his own, radiated from the marker.
The system confirmed:
Player Encounter Detected
Name: Lan Yue
Dynasty: Azure Star Dynasty, Tier 2 Mortal Dynasty
National Power: 10,000,000
Cultivation: Foundation Establishment — Late Stage
Status: Observing / No Aggression Detected
Feng Hao's lips curved into a faint, unreadable smile. From the system's data, this player was among the top three of the National Power Leaderboard in her tier—but compared to his 21 billion, she was nothing more than a distant observer.
Yet he knew the unspoken rules of the game: even the weakest player could alter the currents of a battlefield with the right alliances, schemes, or timing.
Feng Hao stepped forward on the balcony, letting his golden aura sweep outward. The northern winds carried a subtle warning, an invisible imprint of Peak Qi Sea authority that touched the borders of Azure Star territory. The moment she felt it, Lan Yue, atop her observing perch in her dynasty's capital, stiffened slightly.
She was evaluating, measuring, noting the overwhelming difference. Her dynasty may be powerful in her sphere, but here, across the golden mountains of the Nine God Dynasty, she was merely a witness.
Feng Hao's voice carried softly, a calm that could split mountains if it willed:
"Observe all you want," he said, almost to himself, "but know this: the Nine God Dynasty bends nothing to whim. Only patience, preparation, and timing dictate what will fall."
The northern lands quivered under the silent pulse of his dynasty's aura, and Lan Yue instinctively drew her gaze back, mentally cataloging the power she could not yet hope to challenge.
This was the first real player to enter his awareness. Not an enemy yet, but a marker—a reminder that even the distant Blue Star players could watch, measure, and perhaps someday interfere. For now, however, the Nine God Dynasty had eyes only on territory, resources, and minor forces waiting to bend under his authority.
Feng Hao leaned back against the balcony, letting the morning sunlight wash over him. His Peak Qi Sea aura intertwined with the northern mountains, the unclaimed villages, and the spirit veins beneath the soil. Soon, all forces would either kneel or fall away—starting with the minor ones, then moving steadily toward the stronger, and eventually, the Blue Star observers.
He exhaled softly, a single, controlled breath carrying the weight of billions in national power. The game had begun.
Then he got a notification.
"Detected that host had long met the requirements for upgrading Current Upgrade Will take your Dynasty to its Appropriate Rank do you want to start the Heavenly Tribulation after Surviving it You will get immense rewards. Does the host want to start the tribulation?"
"Start"
Just then a dark cloud quickly formed above the capital of Nine God Dynasty.
He could feel immense auras in the cloud.
Just then a booming voice sounded from above.
"Force Tribulation
Dynasty Rank: Mortal Tier 2
Sub Rank: Normal
(Sub Rank is divided into normal Great Super Heavenly Imperial Tao Divine Eternal Taboo Immortal each Rank represents the forces strength for example Great forces is 5 times Stronger than a normal force in a All rounded Way)
Heavenly Tribulation — Tier 2 Mortal Dynasty
Sub-Rank: Heavenly
Force Scaling:
Normal Force → baseline threat
Great Force → 5× Normal
Super Force → 10× Great
Heavenly Force → 25× Super
Imperial → 50× Heavenly
Tao → 100× Imperial
Divine → 200× Tao
Eternal → 400× Divine
Taboo → 800× Eternal
Immortal → 1,600× Taboo
The system's message pulsed like a heartbeat:
Objective: Survive all manifestations of the Heavenly Sub-Rank Force, amplified 25× beyond the strongest Super Force.
Reward: Tenfold amplification of all spiritual qi across dynasty territories, unique celestial resources, and massive cultivation bonuses for units and elders.
Feng Hao's golden eyes narrowed as he surveyed the roiling storm above the capital. From the dark cloud, the tribulation descended: avatars of Heavenly Forces, 25 times stronger than the Super Forces that had already tested mortal dynasties. Each one was an embodiment of martial skill, strategy, elemental mastery, and bloodline resonance. They moved like living mountains of power, and each step threatened to warp the spiritual qi of the northern lands.
"Let it come," Feng Hao murmured, calm as ever. "All my forces, all my territory qi—flow with me. Let the Nine God Dynasty endure this trial."
At his command, every unit, elder, and Heavenly King extended their presence. Golden threads of qi weaved through the mountains and rivers, over villages, through fortresses. Divine Soldiers reacted as one, cavalry adjusted instantaneously, captains coordinated with generals, and even the lone Divine Marshal radiated stabilizing authority over all.
The avatars struck. Mountains shook, rivers boiled, and winds cut like blades, yet the Nine God Dynasty held, its Peak Qi Sea emperor at the center like a sun around which all else revolved.
The tribulation was no longer a distant storm—it was a war testing every measure of dynasty strength, multiplying the might of every force 25 times over. The sky itself seemed to weigh the Nine God Dynasty's ability to survive.
Feng Hao's lips curved into a faint, unreadable smile. This was the crucible every dynasty feared, yet here he stood unshaken. Each pulse of his qi strengthened the land, the soldiers, the spirit veins, and the loyal elders who acted as anchors of the Nine God Dynasty's essence.
The system announced softly, almost reverently:
Tribulation Phase 1: Survival of the Northern Territory — In Progress
Current Status: Peak Qi Sea Emperor in command, all units active, elders and Heavenly Kings amplifying territory qi.
The first Heavenly Force avatar struck. Mountains groaned under its weight. Rivers churned. Yet as it collided with the Nine God Dynasty's aura, the impact rippled outward harmlessly, absorbed and dispersed by the golden lattice that Feng Hao had cultivated over days.
The tribulation had begun. And at 25× Super Force, this was only the start.
Feng Hao's mind was clear. Every strike, every test, every wave of power only strengthened the Nine God Dynasty further. And when the last avatar fell, the dynasty would rise, not just Tier 2, but closer to the threshold of Tier 3, its territories' spiritual qi tenfold greater than before.
The first avatars of the Heavenly Force collided with the Nine God Dynasty's northern mountains. Each one was a living embodiment of power, its presence enough to shred the weakest spirit veins and flatten entire valleys if left unchecked. Yet Feng Hao's aura, calm and absolute, radiated from the capital like sunlight over ice, stabilizing the terrain.
"Divine Marshal, lead the front," Feng Hao commanded softly.
The lone Divine Marshal hovered above the northern peaks. At Peak Qi Sea, he was a storm incarnate. With a mere gesture, the Heavenly Force avatars were met by an invisible wall of golden qi, the pressure countered, their energy dispersed harmlessly. Every strike the avatars made only reinforced the lattice Feng Hao had woven across his territory.
Below, Divine Generals, Commanders, and Captains coordinated seamlessly. The soldiers moved like water around stone, flowing to absorb or redirect each Heavenly Force manifestation. Their movements were no longer simple combat drills—they were extensions of Feng Hao's very essence, each action a thread in the tapestry of his dynasty's power.
The Elders joined next.
Low-Level Elders radiated Late Divine Bridge energy, reinforcing troop formations and aligning minor clans and villages. Their innate race techniques pulsed in harmony with Feng Hao's golden aura, amplifying the absorption of the tribulation's energy.
Mid-Level Elders, at Early Tao Pagoda, reached out with subtle manipulations of the spiritual lattice. Rivers shifted slightly, mountains trembled but did not break, and spirit veins beneath the soil thrummed with life. Even the Northern forests, previously wild and untamed, bent under the invisible flow of Qi Sea Peak resonance.
High-Level Elders at Mid Tao Pagoda were the anchors. Each breath they exhaled synchronized with Feng Hao's heartbeat, stabilizing the collisions of Heavenly Force avatars with terrifying precision. Their presence alone turned destructive energy into raw territory qi, which flowed through mountains, rivers, and villages alike.
The Low-Level Heavenly Kings acted like titanic keystones. Their Late Divine Bridge presence ensured that every minor disturbance, every flicker of resistance in minor clans or newly claimed villages, was smoothed out, reinforced, and bound to the dynasty's will.
Wave after wave, the tribulation struck. The avatars multiplied, some forming colossal constructs of golden light, others twisting into dark, jagged shapes. But each one that fell only made the Nine God Dynasty stronger. The soldiers, elders, and heavenly kings were no longer merely defending—they were refining the land itself, infusing every inch of northern territory with Peak Qi Sea resonance.
The system panel blinked with every moment:
Tribulation Progress — Northern Territories:
Wave 1: 100% absorbed and stabilized
Wave 2: 92% absorbed, minor structural adjustment required
Wave 3: 100% absorbed and integrated
And with each wave, the spiritual qi of Feng Hao's territories surged exponentially. Streams glowed golden, mountains pulsed with life, villages thrived with an invisible vigor. By the time the final avatars descended, the Northern Campaign territories were no longer merely stable—they had been transformed into a living extension of the Nine God Dynasty's aura.
Finally, the last avatar struck, a colossal figure of light and shadow. Feng Hao raised his hand. The Celestial Forge hummed in response, a blade of pure golden qi forming and shattering the avatar instantly. Its essence was absorbed into the territory, each fragment of energy weaving into the spirit veins, magnifying them tenfold.
The dark clouds dissipated, the northern skies clear once more. The system flashed:
Heavenly Tribulation Completed — Northern Territories
Spiritual Qi Multiplier: 250x
National Power Boost: +3,500,000,000
Current National Power: 25,487,000,000
Owned Land: 1,800,000 km²
Dynasty Rank: Tier 2 → Tier 7 Mortal Dynasty
Reward: 250 times the spiritual qi in all dynasty territories 50 times the combat power of all subjects Immense Heavenly qi strand For all Units.
Feng Hao's golden eyes swept across the transformed north. The mountains hummed, the rivers sparkled, and villages moved like living components of a vast, coordinated organism. His dynasty was stronger than it had ever been.
He leaned back against the golden balcony railing, letting a rare smile curve his lips. The first tribulation was conquered. And the world beyond—Tier 7 and Tier 8 dynasties, Blue Star players, and untold challenges—waited.
Feng Hao's mind was already planning the next expansion. The northern lands were secure, their spiritual qi amplified by 250 times, and his units had gained invaluable experience. The Nine God Dynasty was no longer Tier 2—it was a force approaching the threshold of Tier 3, prepared to bend or break everything in its path.