Chapter 99: Manifesting the Dao with a Single Thought

In the southern lands, the old dragon searched for the presence that had been watching him. Yet, in an instant, he realized something was amiss.

"No, if it were a Tenth Restriction Primordial Spirit spying on me, I would have sensed it immediately."

"This isn't the Tenth Restriction..."

"This is the Eleventh Restriction!!"

The old dragon was so stunned that he shot to his feet. His voice trembled as he muttered, "Someone in the mortal realm has broken through to the Eleventh Restriction?"

"Impossible. The spiritual energy and the Dao in this world have only just begun to recover. By all calculations, it should take at least twenty more years for conditions to reach the level where someone could break through the Eleventh Restriction. There's no way it could be happening now!"

"Who is it?"

"Who could it possibly be?"

The old dragon's mind raced. Suddenly, a flash of insight struck him—he thought of one person.

The God of the Mortal Realm.

The one who had defeated several of the top experts among the Ten Kings.

His strength, his cultivation, and the Dao he had comprehended... If anyone had the potential to reach the Eleventh Restriction, it would be him.

"A true peerless genius has emerged in this mortal world..."

At the Yuhua Sect

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, as Lin Jiufeng broke through, a mysterious and profound aura spread in all directions.

Withered flowers began to bloom once more.

Buds that had yet to open matured and unfurled in an instant.

The grass grew greener, the mountain breeze turned gentler.

Even Bai Fox and the Sacred Beast Qilin felt an inexplicable warmth from within.

The transformation was astonishing.

Inside the study, Lin Jiufeng slowly opened his eyes. Within them, yin and yang intertwined, galaxies shimmered, and vast oceans surged.

Behind him, an ethereal scroll unfolded—painted in ink and color, every page containing a supreme Dao.

As Lin Jiufeng ascended to the Eleventh Restriction, these Daos advanced alongside him.

Now, all he needed to do was comprehend them further, refining them into Mortal Daos. Once he succeeded, their power would multiply exponentially—tenfold, a hundredfold, perhaps even more.

Having completed his breakthrough, Lin Jiufeng stood tall. His long black hair cascaded like a waterfall, his skin smooth and unblemished, devoid of the slightest wrinkle.

He pushed open the door. Moonlight bathed him in a soft glow, making him seem like an immortal of the mountains—ethereal and otherworldly.

Bai Fox leaped into his arms, her voice filled with surprise. "How did you break through so quickly?"

Lin Jiufeng smiled warmly, stroking her fur. "When the foundation is solid, the breakthrough happens naturally."

For the past ten years, he had tirelessly cultivated within the Scripture Pavilion.

Reciting scriptures, training in martial arts, meditating on the Dao—he had never wavered, through storms or seasons.

Though he had remained at the Tenth Restriction all those years, he had unknowingly built a foundation so solid that, when the opportunity finally arrived, breaking through was as effortless as flowing water.

Furthermore, he had comprehended a strand of the Dao of Time. When combined with his decade of accumulation, the Eleventh Restriction was a natural progression.

The Sacred Beast Qilin approached and asked curiously, "What's the difference between the Eleventh Restriction and the Tenth?"

Lin Jiufeng pondered for a moment.

The difference was immense.

Not just an increase in the power of his techniques, but a fundamental elevation of his Primordial Spirit, his mental state—his entire being had undergone a transformation.

"In the past, I saw mountains as mountains, rivers as rivers, and all living beings as simply people."

"But now... I no longer see mountains as just mountains, nor rivers as mere rivers, nor beings as merely people."

Both Bai Fox and the Sacred Beast Qilin stared at him, puzzled.

Though they didn't fully understand, they could sense the profound depth in his words.

Lin Jiufeng smiled faintly and pointed to a flower outside the Scripture Pavilion. "Before, when I looked at flowers, I saw only their beauty and charm."

"But now, I see their life force."

"I see the miraculous workings of nature, the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, and the profound cycle of life and death."

"All things in the world have become the embodiment of the Dao."

"When I gaze upon the flowing waters of the mountains, I glimpse a grand river sword technique as if the Milky Way itself were cascading down from the heavens."

"When I observe the multitudes of people, I perceive the ever-changing Dao of Life."

"This is the Eleventh Restriction—one no longer views the world through mere eyes but comprehends it with the heart."

As Lin Jiufeng spoke, the flowers in the courtyard underwent a dramatic transformation.

They bloomed, withered, became seeds, fell into the soil, and then sprouted once more—repeating the cycle of life and death.

The mountain waters roared, every droplet containing a thread of sword intent, surging with boundless power.

Bai Fox and the Sacred Beast Qilin were utterly dumbfounded.

What was this?

Manifesting the Dao with a single thought? Commanding the Laws with a mere word?

From their inherited memories, they knew that not every Eleventh Restriction cultivator could achieve this.

The Sacred Beast Qilin sighed in amazement. "It must be because your comprehension of the Dao was already so profound before your breakthrough. That's why you immediately entered this realm upon reaching the Eleventh Restriction."

"Manifesting the Dao with a Single Thought?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"This is the defining characteristic of the Eleventh Restriction," the Sacred Beast Qilin explained.

"Just as the Tenth Restriction is marked by the Ascension Steps to Godhood, the Eleventh Restriction is defined by Manifesting the Dao with a Single Thought."

"However, most cultivators who break through to this level require centuries—perhaps even millennia—of dedicated practice before they can reach this state."

"You achieved it instantly. If word got out, countless people would envy and resent you."

The Sacred Beast Qilin's tone carried a trace of admiration.

Despite his status as a divine beast, even he felt envious.

Qilins possessed unparalleled talent and powerful bloodlines, but their comprehension abilities weren't exceptional.

Otherwise, the Sacred Beast Qilin himself would have already reached the Eleventh Restriction.

Bai Fox proudly declared, "Of course! He is the God of the Mortal Realm—naturally, he should be exceptional!"

The Sacred Beast Qilin turned to Lin Jiufeng and asked, "Now that you've reached the Eleventh Restriction, are you planning to break through the world's barriers and enter the Dimensional Battlefield?"

Lin Jiufeng shook his head without hesitation. "No rush. This era has only just begun. The Dimensional Battlefield is too dangerous—I just broke through, why would I be in such a hurry?"

At the very least, he wanted to refine all his comprehended Daos into Mortal Daos before considering entering the battlefield.

After all, the choice was his. He could decide when to go.

"That makes sense," the Sacred Beast Qilin nodded. "Since you're not in a hurry, you should prepare well. The myriad races in the Dimensional Battlefield are no pushovers."

Lin Jiufeng chuckled, then looked at the Sacred Beast Qilin with concern. "How's your condition?"

"I'm still very weak, but I'll be fine with enough rest. Half a year should be enough to recover."

"I'll help you with your recovery," Lin Jiufeng said decisively. Having reached the Eleventh Restriction, he now possessed the capability to aid the Qilin.

The Sacred Beast Qilin readily accepted—his current weakness was no exaggeration.

Having used his Qilin Sacred Fire to baptize Lin Jiufeng, his vitality had been severely depleted.

At this moment, Bai Fox chimed in playfully, "Me too! Help me recover too!"

Lin Jiufeng laughed heartily. "Alright, I'll help you too."