The Battlefield of the Five Mountains.
The matter of the Hundred Mile Melting Furnace dissipating.
caused an uproar, after all, that furnace has been stretched out under the dome of the sky for twenty years.
It has long since become a pillar of faith for the world's human race.
Because for the first time in recorded history, the Human Race had defeated the Divine Warriors, the evidence that had once ruled their existence for ten thousand years.
The capital of Great Yan.
After leading the Counter God Society to defeat the Thirty-Five Kingdoms, Sikong Lun quickly returned to the Great Yan Dynasty as Chancellor.
Sikong Lun knew very well that Lin Yuan was the Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty, and after defeating the other thirty-five kingdoms, he did not hesitate to start assisting the Dayan Dynasty.
Twenty years.
The Great Yan Dynasty's unification of the Central Plains, in addition to Lin Yuan's deterrence, also has a lot to do with Sikong Lun's wrist.
This day.
Sikong Lun finished reading the information in his hand.
Stormed to his feet.
"The furnace is gone?"
Siklon looked at the intelligence in his hand again.
"His Majesty is also missing?"
A look of worry appeared on Sikong Lun's face.
"Xu Chong."
Sikong Lun spoke.
Su Chong immediately walked in from outside.
"What's going on?"
Xu Chong inquired in confusion.
"I want you, to make a trip to the Wuyue Battlefield, to look for ."
Sikong Lun had not finished.
A gentle voice then rang in his ears.
"Going to see me?"
Lin Yuan appeared in the house with a smile on his face.
"Your Majesty."
Sikong Lun's eyes immediately moistened when he heard the familiar voice.
"Your Majesty Yan Di."
Seeing Lin Yuan, Xu Chong shrunk his head, somewhat afraid to speak.
Twenty years ago, on the battlefield of Wuyue, his sentence 'Yan Di', spread throughout the entire battlefield, not knowing how many people heard.
Immediately after that, Lin Yuan appeared, and also replied with a 'rush what rush', with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.
So
those twenty years.
Xu Chong has had quite a torrid time.
In fact, Xu Chong's heart is quite aggrieved.
Markedly, it was Lin Yuan himself who said back then that he could be called by this name when he encountered an unstoppable time.
The situation at that time was indeed unstoppable Well, the thirty-five divine weapons high in the sky are starting to devour.
"Your Majesty, I heard that the furnace disappeared?"
After a few moments, Sikong Lun asked cautiously.
"How is Zheng'er now?"
Lin Yuan did not answer directly, but asked a rhetorical question.
Zheng'er, also known as Liu Zheng, is the heir of Lin Yuan's marriage to a 'blood-refining' female martial artist more than thirty years ago, after the Empress Dowager, Wang Shangfeng, soft-pedaled him.
As for why it has to be a woman at the level of a Martial Saint, naturally, it is because Lin Yuan's physique was too powerful at that time.
An ordinary woman, not to mention giving birth to a child for Lin Yuan, would not even be able to bear Lin Yuan's essence.
Even female Martial Saints would not be able to bear it if Lin Yuan had not weakened his essence significantly.
In the end, this female Martial Saint gave birth to a son for Lin Yuan, who was nurtured by the Dayan Dynasty as a prince from birth.
"The political crown prince he is gifted and not inferior"
Sikong Lun originally wanted to say not inferior to Lin Yuan, but before this sentence was uttered, he felt that he was bragging in the past.
Who are you kidding?
Who is Lin Yuan?
Over the years, it has been known as the first saintly ruler of the Central Plains, below the Ten Thousand Years.
Liu Zheng, even if he is no matter how intelligent, it is impossible to touch Lin Yuan's porcelain.
Universally.
Ten thousand years.
After ten thousand years.
Even after a thousand generations, it is estimated that there will only be one Lin Yuan, and there will not be a second figure that can be comparable to Lin Yuan.
"That's good."
Lin Yuan nodded slightly.
For Liu Zheng, Lin Yuan does not have much expectation, but to keep the foundation of the Dayan Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, those divine soldiers"
Sikong Lun once again asked carefully.
No way.
This issue is too important.
"The divine soldiers have all been broken by me."
Lin Yuan said casually.
"Broken?"
Skullen froze slightly.
"Can't it be completely destroyed?"
Sikong Lun couldn't help but ask.
The Divine Soldier can become an Evil Soldier even if it is broken, and can continue to give birth to consciousness.
"Divine soldiers are born from heaven and earth and cannot be destroyed."
Lin Yuan said directly.
This is something that the Ancient Gods of ten thousand years ago could not do, and neither could Lin Yuan.
"Are you worried that when I'm gone, a hundred years and a thousand years from now, those pieces of the Divine Warriors will once again develop a consciousness, which in turn will recreate the scene of the Divine Warriors ruling the world?"
Lin Yuan saw Sikong Lun's concern.
Even if it is an Evil Soldier that is far inferior to a Complete Divine Soldier.
It is also far more powerful than the Blood Refining Martial Saint.
Then, having lost Lin Yuan, the Divine Soldier Fragment would come out to cause chaos, and there would be no one in the world to stop it.
"Your Majesty is right."
Sikong Lun revealed a bitter smile.
"No harm done."
Lin Yuan raised his right hand and pointed slightly towards the center of Sikong Lun and Xu Chong's eyebrows.
At once, a large amount of information was transmitted into the minds of the two.
That was Lin Yuan in recent decades, following the existing cultivation system of this world and perfecting it, discarding the flaws of only polishing the physical body and taking into account the spiritual soul.
This cultivation system, which is also influenced by Lin Yuan, is the Martial God above the Martial Saint, and the Celestial above the Martial God.
Normally, when one cultivates to the Martial God realm, one can match or even outperform those Divine Warrior fragments.
By passing on this cultivation system, Lin Yuan is giving hope to the future generations of people.
With this perfect cultivation system, even if it is difficult to surpass the Martial Saints,
every few decades, a few geniuses are born to cultivate to the realm of the Martial Gods.
"This is this?"
Sikong Lun quickly absorbed the information in his mind, and the look on his face grew more and more shocked.
He immediately realized the terror of the cultivation system that Lin Yuan had passed on to him.
Though by and large, it was similar to the original 'Flesh Refining' Martial Student, 'Tendon Refining' Martial Apprentice, and 'Skin Refining' Warrior,'Bone Refining' Martial Master, 'Viscera Refining' Innate Martial Master, 'Marrow Refining' Grand Master, and 'Blood Refining' Martial Saint cultivationsystems are similar.
But Lin Yuan added how to condense the 'spirit soul' at each stage, and the physical body and spirit metamorphosed together.
This resulted in the Blood Refining Martial Sage no longer being the end point, but more so the Martial God and Celestial Human realms.
And according to the description of the realm, the Martial God realm is enough to fight against those evil soldiers.
This is simply a more ancient only!
"This kind of cultivation system..."
Xu Chong gulped, he was an Evil Soldier Envoy, a Divine Soldier Envoy to be precise, as the Heaven Splitting Axe was already a complete Divine Soldier.
It is just that a soldier envoy like him, there can be a few in the world, and also relies on the Divine Soldier in his body, leaving the Divine Soldier, he is nothing.
Where to compare to the set of cultivation system passed on to him by Lin Yuan, the great power set in itself, and cultivate to the end, not worse than the evil soldier ambassador, and the effect of life extension.
"Sikong Lun on behalf of the world's living beings, thank you for Your Majesty's great kindness."
Sikong Lun plopped down on his knees and said from the bottom of his heart.
If you say that Lin Yuan was in the battlefield of Wuyue, suppressing all the divine warriors, it was a feat that covered the world.
Then teaching this cultivation system is the work of the world.
After today, all cultivators must remember Lin Yuan's kindness, and cannot forget it for the rest of their lives.
"Okay."
"Get up."
Lin Yuan waved his hand.
Without a care in the world, he said.
This cultivation system is for him.
It is nothing at all, and passing it on is only because he does not want to see a future where the human race is once again reduced to ration food for the divine soldiers.
After all, Lin Yuan is also considered a human race at this moment, and the Dayan Dynasty, is also a human dynasty.
Whether it is to help a relative or to help a reason, Lin Yuan will do so.
"This time I came, there is one more thing."
Lin Yuan seemed to think of something and looked at Xu Chong.
"Huh?"
Xu Chong blinked, wondering what was going on.
"Come out."
Lin Yuan's words just fell.
A black axe flew out from Xu Chong's body.
It was the Heaven Splitting Axe.
"Before I came here, I had already broken all the Evil Soldiers and Divine Soldiers, and erased their consciousness, and you are not an exception."
Lin Yuan held the Heaven Splitting Axe.
The invulnerable Divine Soldier, in Lin Yuan's hands, seemed as fragile as cotton.
With just a gentle press, it turned into dozens of fragments, and its inner consciousness was erased.
While the Heaven Splitting Axe has been refined by Lin Yuan and is absolutely loyal, Lin Yuan is not sure if the other party will change when he leaves this world.
To play it safe.
All intact Divine Soldiers can't stay.
"There."
Lin Yuan swept his eyes at Xu Chong, who looked a little lost.
"With your talent, if you cultivate the set of cultivation system I taught you, it is very likely that you will cross over into the Martial God Realm."
Lin Yuan added.
He revamped that cultivation system, and the main thing he did was to increase the condensation of the spiritual soul.
And Xu Chong was originally born with an innately powerful spiritual soul, or else he wouldn't have been able to become a soldier envoy of the Heaven Splitting Axe.
"It's time to leave."
Lin Yuan once again swept his eyes at Sikong Lun and Xu Chong.
The figure silently disappeared in place.
"Your Majesty."
Sikong Lun only felt his heart empty, as if he had lost something forever.
"No."
"Gotta record that cultivation system immediately."
Sikong Lun steeled himself and had a pen and paper brought in.
Then quickly followed the information in his head and recorded it.
"Chancellor Sikong, you are old, why don't I write it?"
Xu Chong touched his head, after Lin Yuan reminded him, his heart is also much better.
"No."
"This cultivation system is too important, only I can write it without worry."
Sikong Lun's gaze was scorching hot, and he quickly waved his brush, constantly recording.
Two hours later.
Looking at the complete cultivation system in front of him.
Sikong Lun looked excited.
With this cultivation system, the Human Race will completely get rid of the situation in which they have been reduced to being eaten by Divine Soldiers for the past thousands and tens of thousands of years.
Even if a complete Divine Warrior appears in the future, the human race will have the possibility to fight against it, and will not want to be like that in the past, but can only shake their tails and beg for mercy.
All the humiliation and resentment, all in this cultivation system under the ashes of the smoke, after this land of the human race, will completely stand up.
"Your Majesty..."
Sikong Lun once again thought of Lin Yuan, his eyes reddened and he muttered.
A thousand years in a dark room, a light is bright.
Beyond the 36 countries of the Central Plains, in the far north.
There are thousands of miles of freezing cold here, and even a Blood Refining Martial Saint would not be able to hold out for too long under this low temperature.
The excessively low temperature has caused this area to become a forbidden zone for life.
None of the beings have been here for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Yet on this very day.
A figure slowly walked into this place.
The temperature, which was cold to the extreme, did not have the slightest effect on that figure.
With that figure as the center, tens of meters around, it was surprisingly warm and balmy.
"This is it."
Lin Yuan stopped and looked around.
This is where, in the memory of the Divine Soldier, the last footprints of the Ancient Divine Man were.
This is where that ancient godman, returned to his own home world.
"A spatial rift?"
Lin Yuan continued to walk towards the front, vaguely sensing an aura of space tearing.
Not much longer.
Lin Yuan then saw the source of the breath.
It was then an irregular shape, as if a part of it had been torn from a painting.
A hint of grayish gas emerged faintly from the inner body.
"Back then, the ancient gods, they went out from here?"
Lin Yuan was silent for a while.
Even just by looking at it silently, Lin Yuan had a certain extremely dangerous feeling.
It can be foreseen that once he really steps into it.
There is absolutely no hope of surviving.
Lin Yuan stayed for a while and returned decisively.
Though he did not know how the Ancient God Man got in.
But certainly not by himself.
If one has any hope of staying alive.
Lin Yuan didn't mind taking a gamble with the twenty years behind him.
But now that it seems that there is not even a glimmer of hope, Lin Yuan naturally knows how to choose.
Twenty years, with a counter-intuitive enlightenment, even just hanging around in this side of the world, can be exchanged for a not insignificant improvement.
No sense wasting it on an unknown death.
Time passes slowly.
Twenty years passed.
In these twenty years, Lin Yuan traveled all over the Central Plains.
He saw with his own eyes that the Dayan Dynasty was getting stronger and stronger, and that the cultivation system that he had passed down had been widely spread.
[Name: Liu Yuan (Lin Yuan)]
[Identity: Ruler of the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms]
[Bound Talent: Reverse Enlightenment]
[Current Status: Consciousness Descent]
[Remaining Residency Time: One Hour]
Until the time when the Residency Deadline is approaching.
Lin Yuan once again came to the extreme north, to that spatial rift.
"We're going back later anyway."
"Go in first."
Lin Yuan's mind moved slightly, and the Taiji field contracted, sticking to an inch of his body surface.
This level of Taiji Stance can be called Lin Yuan's strongest defensive stance.
"Go."
Lin Yuan took a step out and entered that spatial crack.
The next chapter opens the main world plot.
In short: "Top ten in the world?That's too weak."
(End of chapter)