Millennium Witch

Book 3: Chapter 272: How to Reach the Divine Realm

For Shuanghua, once you passed 10,000 mana, you were supposed to spend decades, even more than a hundred years, clinging to life and eventually stepping into the Saint Realm—that was the path everyone had to walk. Expecting her to give advice on how someone whose mana far exceeded 10,000 yet still hadn’t even touched a bottleneck should advance to the Saint Realm was a bit too much. She had never seen a case like that, never even thought about such a thing.So after learning about the bizarre situation with her Grandmaster, all she could do was shake her head in silence. If even her Grandmaster’s wisdom couldn’t solve it, what could a humble disciple’s disciple like her possibly do?

Even if she was the Snow Emperor.

Yvette felt a bit regretful. In her view, the problem wasn’t so much about understanding as it was that her own mana core just hadn’t hit its upper limit yet. To put it bluntly, she was an Archmage whose level-up progress bar was absurdly long. Other people only needed 10,000; she’d already broken past 24,000 and still saw no end in sight, not a hint of a bottleneck. Who knew when she’d reach full completion?

It couldn’t seriously be because she was too lazy, never bothering with cutting-edge theoretical research, so she just couldn’t condense a Saint Core yet, right?

No way. Absolutely no way!

But then again, recently she’d gotten really interested in this novel concept of faith magic, which just so happened to be a blind spot in her knowledge of the Origin Civilization. She finally had a bit of direction if she put some effort into that field. Yvette sighed softly in her heart, then said, “Show me around your divine realm.”

She didn’t even have a Saint Realm yet, let alone something as distant as a divine realm. But deepening her understanding might help with condensing her Saint Core—who knew.

And people always envy what they don’t have—especially something as strange and wondrous as a divine realm, a little world of its own.

Shuanghua answered obediently.

Her divine realm was called the Snowwind Divine Realm, closely tied to her Snowwind divine arts.

What Yvette had previously taken for so-called “laws” and “mechanisms” had now been exposed for what they really were. It wasn’t nearly as terrifying as she’d imagined—nothing like some high-dimensional cultivation fantasy where every move was a clash of laws and concepts, with even the Dao being ground to dust.

At its core, it was just an especially powerful, exclusive magic that received a boost within its domain.

Back then, it had simply been that when she first met Vermeis, she’d been scared by this new thing and freaked herself out.

Besides, leaving the divine arts aside, the domain itself did have a very strong amplification and active filtering effect. In Shuanghua’s Snowwind Divine Realm, aside from ice, water, wind, and earth elements, the proportions of other elements were very low; fire and lightning were practically nonexistent.

But if you picked the right element—like using ice magic inside the Snowwind Divine Realm, or shadow magic inside Vermeis’s shadow domain—you could still fight on equal footing with the master of the divine realm. As for attacking with your own weak points into someone else’s strong suit, that was another matter entirely.

Soon, under Shuanghua’s control, the surrounding cold mist dispersed farther away. The snow peaks that had been looming faintly in and out of view finally became clear before Yvette’s eyes.

She noticed that on nearly every mountaintop, there were man-made structures—some looked like small cabins, some like warehouses.

Only after Shuanghua’s explanation did she learn that a divine realm was essentially a super-sized spatial warehouse that could hold anything brought in from the outside world. The volume it could contain was immense. Even these continuous snow peaks and the drifting snow clouds in the sky had all been moved in bit by bit from outside over the past four hundred years and carefully arranged and designed by Shuanghua.

At first glance it really sounded like a player housing system in an online game.

But that was only on paper. In reality, a divine realm wasn’t something you could decorate however you pleased.

At the beginning, Shuanghua herself hadn’t really understood it. It was only under the guidance of her senior sister Tertia that she realized that for someone at the divine realm level, what you pursued was a deeper understanding and insight into the world. Therefore, the construction and design of the divine realm had to be in tune with the style, temperament, and inner philosophy of one’s divine arts.

Only then could it both amplify combat performance and serve as a personal training room during leisure time.

Next, Yvette wandered all around Shuanghua’s Snowwind Divine Realm and discovered that most of the warehouses atop the peaks were filled mainly with all sorts of meats and alcohol, followed by miscellaneous odds and ends. On one especially steep mountaintop, she even saw a meticulously crafted hot spring courtyard, white steam rising from a pool lined with ice, mist curling in the air.

Knows how to enjoy herself, huh—Yvette thought.

Two or three hours later, after roughly touring the scenery atop the nearby snow peaks and confirming that the rest of the place was very empty, with no living creatures and no hidden details to explore, she and Shuanghua flew together for more than ten kilometers and arrived at the edge of the Snowwind Divine Realm.

The scenery here was quite unique, like the end of a huge island. Looking into the distance, there was an endless deep-blue ice sea, with chunks of floating ice drifting on the surface.

But in truth, once you got within a certain range, that was actually the border of the Snowwind Divine Realm. It was just that these borders themselves were colorless, and one could project a fake ice sea, sky, clouds, even sun, moon, and stars onto them. Simply put, it was almost the same as the distant skybox outside a game map, except it was so detailed that you could barely tell it from reality.

Yvette and Shuanghua flew along together and finally stopped in midair above the sea. Right in front of them was the divine realm’s border—an invisible air wall. Compared to Yvette’s bright, interested expression, Shuanghua’s fair little face looked a bit flushed.

To her, all the lifelike arrangements in the Snowwind Divine Realm were the result of her over four hundred years of effort and creation, with a bit of personal artistic expression mixed in.

Yet in just a few hours, her Grandmaster had peeled it all apart down to the bones. Where she’d lost her mind, where she’d slacked off, where the immersion fell apart—every flaw had been pointed out clearly, leaving her feeling extremely embarrassed.

Now she was starting to doubt it a little—had her Grandmaster just been looking for an excuse to inspect her divine realm? She really didn’t act like someone who didn’t have a divine realm herself; otherwise, how could she critique it so precisely?

Yvette had no idea what she was thinking. After Shuanghua reminded her that there was an air wall ahead and she shouldn’t fly into it, Yvette probed with her mental power, confirmed the presence of this invisible wall, and then thought of a possibility. She turned to Shuanghua and said, “What I’m about to do might hurt you a little.”

Shuanghua didn’t ask what she intended to do. She just nodded lightly and said, “Okay, Grandmaster.”

Seeing her so obedient and sensible, Yvette’s face showed a faint smile. Then she extended a single Shadowtouch tendril, poking it forward until the tip adhered to the surface of the air wall.

Then she immediately activated Shadowtouch’s devouring and deconstruction ability. As a current of power flowed into her body, Yvette instantly confirmed a fact that was unexpected, yet perfectly reasonable.

The shell of the divine realm was made of extremely low-purity Aberrant Mana!

And now, having devoured and deconstructed the shell of a divine realm, she could shape a divine realm of her very own!