EndlessFantasy Translation

  EndlessFantasy Translation

  The three of them chatted for a long while.

  Since all of them were from different worlds, there was nothing for them to hide from each other. Besides, there was a probability that Jiang Ming could become the group admin, so Zhan Ge and the other two would answer all of his questions.

  For example, the division of worlds.

  The planes were at the lowest level, and they were further divided into different levels. Generally speaking, they could sustain Level 10 martial artists at most, but only a few of them could do it.

  Moving up were the small chiliocosm, middle chiliocosm, and great chiliocosm.

  As for the higher level of worlds, even Zhan Ge and the others did not know about it.

  By now, he had only one doubt about the higher-level worlds and the origins of the group members. Amongst the group members, were they from different worlds within chaos, or did they cross the chaos?

  As a human, he couldn’t help himself but keep wondering. If they could cross the chaos, then the Supreme Pagoda was truly a terrifying existence.

  Jiang Ming called his wandering mind back, but he did not open his eyes. He needed to figure out what he should do to become the group admin.

  According to Ao Jiu, only the group admin could activate the trading feature in the chat room. Also, the group admin would have different other powers as well. As for what they were…


  [Ao Jiu: I can’t tell you!]

  ‘The requirements to become the group admin are 4 stages record, 10 levels record, and 99 units of special abilities.’


  He needed to clear the fourth stage of the Heavenly Battle Stage, climb up to the tenth level of the Heavenly Ladder, and comprehend 99 special abilities from the Million Dao Chart. Then, he would be qualified to be the group admin.

  Honestly, it was difficult for other races, but it was nothing for him as he was a human. After all, humans grew very fast and had a high level of intelligence. As for other races, such as the dragons, they indeed were born with powerful bloodlines and great powers, but their minds and willpower grew slowly. They might get really powerful in the later stage, but they were pretty weak in the early stage, and it was hard for them to defeat an opponent who was in a higher realm.

  After that, Jiang Ming opened his eyes and walked to the front.

  Luo Heng hurriedly walked forward and asked excitedly, “Brother Jiang, are you going to attempt the Heavenly Ladder now?”


  Ye Qingxian and the others also followed suit.

  “Yeah, I’m going to give it a try.” Jiang Ming smiled.

  There was a question in his heart.

  All of the people that could come here were geniuses, but little did they expect that there was a Supreme Chat Room above them.

  Those people were the real beings who stood on top of all the worlds.

  “Brother Jiang, I wish you good luck!” Luo Heng said.

  Soon, they arrived below the Heavenly Ladder.

  There was a stone tablet beside them, and eight names were on it.

  Nian Beichen: 14 Levels

  Hong Yi: 13 Levels

  Tian Fozi: 12 Levels

  Ming Fei: 11 Levels

  Qing Fan: 11 Levels

  Xu Wuji: 10 Levels

  Lei Luo: 10 Levels

  Hu Jun: 10 Levels

  Jiang Ming saw two familiar names. One was Nian Beichen, and the other was Ming Fei.

  Both Nian Beichen and Ming Fei had cleared the fourth stage on the Heavenly Battle Stage. However, at the Heavenly Ladder, Nian Beichen had climbed three more steps than Ming Fei. Although it might not seem like a lot, it was a world of difference.

  “Hong Yi had climbed up to the 13th level, but why didn’t he clear the fourth stage of the Heavenly Battle Stage?” Jiang Ming asked.

  “He has strong willpower, but that doesn’t mean that he’s strong in combat,” Ye Qingxian explained. “Combat strength is the combination of physique, bloodline, special abilities, and battle sense. I’ve seen one person who has rock-solid willpower, but he’s weak in combat.

  “Simply put, willpower represents the spiritual dimensions. Martial artists that follow the teaching of Buddhism have a natural advantage in this regard. For example, Tian Fozi. But I have to say that Nian Beicheng is truly powerful. He had reached the 14th level. I stopped at the 9th level, and I collapsed when I stepped on the 10th level.”


  “I only reached the 8th level,” Luo Heng said as he smiled bitterly. “You guys truly are geniuses.”


  “Our future isn’t determined by our innate talent. Otherwise, the existence of this place would be meaningless,” Jiang Ming said. “Both the Heavenly Battle and the Heavenly Ladder are the best places for us to hone our skills. In my world, there is one saying that goes, ‘the early bird gets the worm, so we just need to wake up earlier’! Also, the clumsy birds need to start early. We’re not clumsy, nor are we stupid, and if we work harder than the slow, we’ll have a very bright future!”


  “Haha, nice one, Brother Jiang!” Luo Heng couldn’t help but chuckle.

  He felt Jiang Ming was right.

  He was a genius, and if he worked even harder than other people, there was nothing he needed to be afraid of.

  Ye Qingxian nodded.

  Jiang Ming stepped on the Heavenly Ladder without saying anything.

  In an instant, a terrifying pressure manifested itself as an overpowering sword, cutting through the air and falling straight into his sea of consciousness.

  “On the first level of the Heavenly Ladder, one’s soul will be attacked, but a Primal Spirit martial artist will be able to withstand it.”


  Jiang Ming knew what he was facing based on the information he received from Luo Heng and gang, as well as the experience of Zhan Ge and the others.

  Generally speaking, a martial artist would not be able to withstand the attack if they hadn’t entered the Primal Spirit Realm yet, but Jiang Ming was unaffected.

  He moved up the staircases one after another without stopping.

  When he reached the ninth level, nine swords appeared in front of him and rammed into his sea of consciousness.

  It was a test of his willpower, and there was nothing he could do but go up against it.

  It was the best if he could withstand it, but if he couldn’t, he would fail.

  Jiang Ming took a few deep breaths. He already had the experience since he had come across something like this when he first entered the Supreme Pagoda. Therefore, he knew how to deal with it.

  Luo Heng and the others were watching him from the bottom of the Heavenly Ladder.

  “He’s already at the 9th level? Terrific!” Luo Heng exclaimed, “Even though I’m a genius in my own world, I’m still very impressed by him. He truly is the greatest genius I’ve ever seen across so many worlds!”


  “Well…” Ye Qingxian chimed in, “You’re probably right.”


  Looking at him, Guang Rui did not know what to say.

  She had just managed to reach the second floor. Before coming across Jiang Ming, she thought she had a noble bloodline and unparalleled talent, but it was only then she realized how insignificant she was after meeting Jiang Ming.

  “Sigh, I thought we’re already considered highly talented geniuses, but he’s truly in a whole different world compared to us!” Aurum sighed.

  “Yeah, you’re right,” Liu Yuan added. There was a mixed expression on his face.

  People always said that there would be no harm if there were no comparison, and it was only through comparison that one knew their limit.

  On the Heavenly Ladder, Jiang Ming had reached the tenth level.

  Suddenly, a rain of thousands of arrows descended to rip his sea of consciousness apart, and his leg trembled for a moment.

  On the 11th level, countless bolts of lightning and thunder enveloped his sea of consciousness, filling every inch of space and trying to annihilate everything.

  This time, he stopped for even longer.

  On the 12th level, his face turned slightly pale.

  On the 13th level, his body began to shake.

  On the 14th level, a drop of sweat dripped down from Jiang Ming’s forehead.

  On the 15th level, the space above his sea of consciousness suddenly collapsed and turned into a black hole, sweeping away everything and trying to swallow his entire sea of consciousness into it.

  Jiang Ming’s vision turned black, but there was a light deep inside of his heart.

  “When the darkness looms, use the light of your heart to shatter the darkness!”


  The light inside of his heart turned into a sword and slashed across the surroundings, driving the darkness away.

  On the 16th floor, countless stars appeared above his sea of consciousness. Each of them then fell down as streams of light, giving rise to an apocalyptic scene.

  Bam!

  The stars burned with flames and fell into the sea of consciousness, exploding with an impact force that destroyed everything.

  Jiang Ming trembled, but he pressed on.

  “My heart is a boundless place that can hold everything under heaven!”


  Jiang Ming’s heart let out a cry, and the sea of consciousness suddenly expanded. It rolled over violently, enveloping the starry sky and integrating it all into the sea of consciousness.

  He cleared the level and felt a surge of relief washing through his heart. Then, he suddenly understood something.

  He had comprehended multiple Sambodhas and various special abilities, including the Five Elemental, Yin-and-Yang, Light-and-Dark, Life-and-Death, Reincarnation, Karma, and Spatial in the past.

  Whenever he successfully mastered one Sambodha or special ability, his heart and mind would be strengthened once. As time passed, he had indomitable willpower.

  Unfortunately, although the membrane around his sea of consciousness was strong, it could only serve as a passive defense, and he did not have any special abilities that could improve the protection.

  He cleared the 17th level as if he was walking through the park.

  On the 18th level, a human figure and a sword appeared in his sea of consciousness.

  The human figure was none other than his Junior Sister, and the sword was Sword of Demise.

  “Either you or I will die today!” his Junior Sister said.

  There was no expression on her face as she swung her sword downward in a mighty swipe. Then, Jiang Ming realized with surprise that the sword seemed to have the ability to control time. Whenever she swung it, a billion years seemed to have passed.

  His sea of consciousness dimmed under the sword light, his willpower withered, and the fire inside of his heart seemed to be extinguished.

  Jiang Ming was getting older and older as time passed. He could barely move, and all he could was watch as the sword descended on him.

  Suddenly, his figure, old and hunched, appeared in his sea of consciousness that had already gone dry.

  “Am I going to die in the hands of my Junior Sister? Am I going to die without getting to understand everything in this universe? Hah!” He lifted his head with a crooked smile tugging at the tip of his lips.

  “I’ve seen the secret to immortality here. I’ve seen the power that can move mountains and raise the sea. But I haven’t achieved immortality. I haven’t obtained the power that can reshape the world, and I haven’t truly experienced everything in the world yet, so how could I lose here?

  “You will forever be my Junior Sister, but I’ll not get defeated by you!” Jiang Ming said as determination appeared on his face.

  “Junior Sister, although you’re my sweetheart, I’ll never allow you to do this to me!” Jiang Ming shouted, his voice cold.

  Slowly, he lifted his finger.

  “I love you, I care about you, and I can allow you to do whatever you want to me, but how could you do this to me?”


  The arrogance that he had been suppressing in the heart erupted.

  “Now, die!”


  He channeled all his mana and strength to his fingertip, causing it to emit light so bright it could only be compared by the starlight in the sky.

  Bam!

  The tip of the sword broke, and his Junior Sister began to dissipate.

  The pressure that had been pressing on him vanished, and he had returned to how he usually looked.

  Jiang Ming heaved out a sigh of relief. He felt as if something inside of him had changed. His sea of consciousness was glowing brightly, and his willpower had gotten even stronger.

  He was hunched over, sweating profusely as if an unbearable weight was weighing him down.

  However, he refused to give up.

  He kept his head high as he looked at the sky.

  He lifted his right finger and pointed at the sky, and slowly, he straightened his body as he asked inwardly, ‘Is this the real me?’


  He took a deep breath and stepped on the 19th level.

  Suddenly, a spear came from chaos, pierced through the sky, and dashed straight toward his sea of consciousness.