The entire Kunlun Mountain range is connected by these stone steps, stretching from the foot of the mountain all the way to the summit. The peak of Kunlun Mountain seems to be perched among the clouds, as if it were reaching for the heavens.
From a distance, Kunlun Mountain appears incredibly majestic and imposing!
These steps are imbued with an ancient aura, having existed for countless years.
The stone steps are made from countless fragments, worn down by the ravages of time along with Kunlun Mountain. Today, these steps are pockmarked and uneven, appearing quite unsightly.
Chu Yang, at this moment, ascends the stone steps step by step.
His pace is slow; if one were not paying close attention, it might even seem that Chu Yang was standing still.
Chu Yang's face is serene, showing no signs of turbulence.
There is no apparent terrifying pressure descending upon him, nor any visible tests.
It is as if he is strolling leisurely, walking with ease.
Of course, only Chu Yang himself truly understands the reality of the situation.
Outside the Realm of the Heavenly Emperor
Witnessing this scene, the cultivators' faces were filled with shock, their worldviews shattered.
The so-called "life and death test" of humanity's will was supposed to be incredibly daunting, yet the Emperor seemed to be moving through it so effortlessly and comfortably?
Every cultivator's gaze was fixed on the man in the Daoist robe.
Even those Emperor Realm experts were stirred up with immense waves of shock.
They knew that, as Nie Fengyun had previously said, Kunlun Mountain was indeed the ancestral land of humanity, gathering countless ages of human will.
Even Emperor-level cultivators would face significant difficulties and near impossibility in reaching the summit of this divine mountain.
Yet, Chu Yang seemed to handle it with such ease?
The cultivators were deeply bewildered, finding it hard to comprehend what was happening.
Perhaps this was the prodigious nature of the Emperor.
The experiences of the Emperor had already astonished the cultivators countless times.
They could only curse inwardly, "The Emperor is such a freak, truly not of this world!"
Even Ye Fan, not far away, was feeling disoriented.
Seeing this scene, he felt as if he was on the verge of a breakdown.
He had once admired Kunlun Mountain and had sought to explore the legacy left by the ancient sages.
However, he found that even having achieved the Emperor Realm, climbing Kunlun Mountain was nearly impossible.
The terrifying will of humanity made him kneel in submission, unable to muster any courage to resist.
Yet, the current Emperor ascended Kunlun Mountain with a Supreme physique?
For a moment, Ye Fan could no longer discern who the true son of destiny was.
He could only curse inwardly, "Damn the Emperor, I will see how long you can maintain your grandeur. When your darkest side reveals itself, it will be your downfall!"
With that, all the cultivators turned their attention back to the Heavenly Emperor Mirror.
Chu Yang continued to ascend higher on the stone steps.
With each step, his understanding of humanity's way deepened further.
At this point, Chu Yang, who had started his ascent slowly, now moved with remarkable speed.
The deeper his insights, the easier his progress became.
Chu Yang's heart was immersed in these profound realizations, unaware of which layer he was currently on.
Meanwhile, above the sky, countless extraordinary phenomena frequently appeared.
At this moment, the ancient sages of humanity who had long since passed away manifested their forms in the sky.
It was as if they had transcended the barriers of time and returned to the mortal realm.
Each of these towering figures seemed to defy the heavens, their presence so immense that the tiny sky seemed unable to contain them.
From these ancient sages emanated a terrifying aura.
The pressure spread across the nine heavens, and reverberations akin to the chimes of the Great Dao resonated throughout the Myriad Spirit Continent.
Soon, rays of magnificent light fell from the horizon, dazzling and captivating, even more so than a rainbow.
These lights quickly descended and enveloped Chu Yang's figure.
At this moment, the ancient sages opened their eyes.
Golden light burst forth from their brows, illuminating the entire sky and creating a breathtaking spectacle across the mortal realm.
They began to chant the sacred words of the Great Dao.
Ancient characters appeared in the sky, as if they were embedded in the void.
Nine large characters were arranged across the heavens:
"Those who engage in battle shall array in formation!"
These characters flew out from the sky and into the center of the world, manifesting various scenes.
These scenes included the laws established by the ancient sages during their lifetimes, battles they fought against external enemies, and their ultimate demise…
Together, these scenes formed a tragic and heroic scroll, evoking deep emotions.
When the manifestation ended, the characters transformed into faint golden light and merged into Chu Yang's brow.
The nine characters flowed into his mind.
Chu Yang had always held immense respect for the ancient sages. Now, having received their legacy, he gained a deeper understanding of the meaning of the term "sage."
He also truly grasped the significance of "carrying forward the teachings of the sages and creating peace for future generations."
Chu Yang's heart was heavy. He knew that he had not only inherited the teachings of the ancient sages but also their ideals…
Soon, Chu Yang reached the summit of Kunlun Mountain.
At the summit, it was not as magnificent and glorious as people had imagined. Instead, it was an incredibly plain landscape.
Even the views from the summit were not as picturesque as those he had encountered on other peaks.
Not far away was the ancestral temple of humanity, a place that had only existed in myth.
However, this ancestral temple appeared quite ordinary.
It was constructed from piles of broken stones and looked quite shabby.
Especially after countless ages of erosion, the ancestral temple seemed exceedingly worn and dilapidated.
The temple had no distinctive features, only plain bricks and stones.
At a glance, it even gave the impression that it could collapse at any moment.
But who would have thought that within this seemingly ruinous temple, there was an immensely powerful will?
Chu Yang's expression remained unchanged as he walked directly towards the ancient temple.
He then reached out and pushed open the temple's large door.
Creeeak.
The old wooden door creaked open, as if two worlds, separated by countless years, were miraculously coming together.
To the people of the Myriad Spirit Continent, this ancestral temple was filled with mythical significance, and now Chu Yang had opened it.
Roar!
Immediately, a majestic dragon's roar resounded.
An ancient divine dragon, formed from the collective fortune of humanity, appeared in its true form alongside this roar.