The Sacred Land, the peak of existence.
“Old man, the moment I returned, you summoned me here. Do you have a lot of questions for me?”
Lin Fan stepped out from the void passage, glancing left and right. He had never been to this place before.
What surprised Lin Fan was that beside the old man stood another old man.
But thinking about it, one person would naturally feel lonely, so of course he needed company.
“So this is your disciple? Quite the talent,” the elder beside Feng Qianzi remarked, scrutinizing Lin Fan.
He had only heard from Feng Qianzi about this disciple, especially how he had fought fiercely against the supreme of the Ancient Clan, which had astonished him.
Among the living beings of the myriad races, only the guardians of the four Sacred Lands could dare to challenge the supreme of the Ancient Clan.
Other powerful cultivators, though mighty, still fell far short of matching the Ancient Clan.
Unless one possessed extraordinary talent like the Water-Fire Emperor, who didn’t need to attain the Eternal Throne to rival such might—yet how many such prodigies could there be?
“Haha, I’m not just talented, I’m a genius, old man. Where is my Jie?”
Lin Fan asked with a smile.
“Kid, just tell me honestly, how did it end? What happened to Sheng?”
Feng Qianzi didn’t answer Lin Fan’s question but asked seriously instead.
This matter was of utmost importance to Feng Qianzi.
“Want to know?” Lin Fan smirked, thinking of a good idea. “Recently, I urgently need Sun Yang Pills. If…”
“Here. This is all the Sun Yang Pills I have.”
Without hesitation, Feng Qianzi waved his hand, and a mighty river of Sun Yang surged forth. From his sleeve flew forth numerous Sun Yang dragons, roaring fiercely.
“Old man, so generous?” Lin Fan was stunned. He hadn’t even finished speaking, yet Feng Qianzi had already been so generous, which surprised him.
A mere glance revealed over a trillion Sun Yang Pills—an amount that astounded Lin Fan.
“Enough with the suspense. Just tell me already.”
The Sanctuary, the Pinnacle.
“Old man, you invited me over as soon as I returned. Do you have a lot of questions for me?”
Lin Fan stepped out of the void passage, looking around. It was his first time in this place.
What surprised Lin Fan was that there was another old man beside the old man he knew.
But then again, it made sense. Being alone can be lonely, so naturally, one would seek companionship.
“Is this your disciple? Quite the talent,” the old man beside Feng Qingzi said, scrutinizing Lin Fan.
He had only heard about this disciple from Feng Qingzi, especially the part where this disciple had fought against the ancient clan’s supreme beings, which left him astounded.
Among the myriad races, the guardians of the four sanctuaries could fight against the ancient clan’s supreme beings.
As for other powerful beings, although some had formidable cultivation, they were still far from being able to contend with the ancient clan.
Unless one was like the Water and Fire Emperors, with unparalleled talent, not needing to attain the eternal throne. But how many such prodigies could there be?
“Haha, I’m not just a talent, I’m a genius. Old man, where’s my Jie?” Lin Fan asked with a smile.
“Kid, tell me honestly, what happened in the end? What about the Saint?”
Feng Qingzi didn’t answer Lin Fan’s question but instead asked seriously.
This matter was of great importance to Feng Qingzi.
“Want to know?” Lin Fan smiled, thinking of a good idea. “Recently, I urgently need Saint Yang Pills. If…”
“Here, these are all the Saint Yang Pills I have.”
Without hesitation, Feng Qingzi waved his hand, and a vast river of Saint Yang Pills surged forth, with fierce dragons of Saint Yang roaring and flying out from his sleeves.
“Old man, so generous?” Lin Fan was stunned. He hadn’t even finished his sentence, and Feng Qingzi was already so generous, which surprised Lin Fan.
With just a casual gesture, there were a trillion Saint Yang Pills, which was truly astonishing to Lin Fan.
“Alright, stop beating around the bush. Speak quickly.” Feng Qingzi’s heart ached. This trillion Saint Yang Pills were indeed his entire savings.
Over the years, apart from the expenses for the sanctuary, he had only saved this much.
Although Lin Fan didn’t say much, he was grateful to the old man in his heart. Then, without hiding anything, he spoke directly.
“The Saint has been killed by me, and I’ve also obtained the Ancient Saint Altar.”
“Indeed!”
Feng Qingzi and the other old man exchanged glances, their thoughts confirmed, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
“Good disciple, you truly surprised me. You didn’t take the eternal throne, did you?”
For Feng Qingzi, the death of the ancient clan’s supreme being was naturally exciting, but the most important thing was still the eternal throne.
“Hehe, look, what’s this?”
In an instant, Gengu appeared beside Lin Fan.
The moment Gengu appeared, a powerful aura erupted.
Feng Qingzi and the others’ expressions changed, instantly on guard, but then relaxed in an instant.
“This…” Feng Qingzi looked at the ancient clan before him, utterly shocked.
Lin Fan, seeing the shocked expressions of the two old men, couldn’t help but laugh.
“This is Gengu, the supreme being of the ancient clan from ten thousand years ago, but now he’s been subdued by me,” Lin Fan said.
Now, with two supreme beings in hand, it was a formidable force. Even against a supreme being, the odds of winning were solid.
“Good, truly good.”
Feng Qingzi let out a long laugh, feeling relieved. This was the most exhilarating news in ten thousand years.
“Of course, you can trust me. This time, because of the Ancient Saint Altar, I returned to the Profound Yellow Realm, which I’ve now refined and is nurturing the first batch of power. But on the way up, I encountered the Will of Heaven,” Lin Fan said.
“The Will of Heaven.”
Hearing this, Feng Qingzi’s expression turned grave.
“With our current strength, we’re evenly matched with the ancient clan’s supreme beings, but the key is the Will of Heaven.”
“That time, from the supreme being’s mouth, I learned that the sanctuary is just a sliver of hope given by the Will of Heaven to the myriad races. If the Will of Heaven truly awakens, the sanctuary might cease to exist,” Feng Qingzi said.
“How could this be?”
This was the first time Lin Fan had heard this. Originally, he thought the sanctuary was the only hope in times of crisis, but he didn’t expect it to be a sliver of hope given by the Will of Heaven to the myriad races.
“What benefit does the opening of the myriad realms bring to the Will of Heaven?” Lin Fan asked.
“This question involves too much. However, the myriad realms were initially worlds without any life force, but the Will of Heaven of the Ancient Saint Realm already existed. To strengthen itself, the Will of Heaven allowed the myriad realms to self-generate life, while perfecting the rules of each world, waiting for the optimal moment when the Will of Heaven would devour the myriad realms, thus breaking its own barrier and reaching a higher level.”
“A long, long time ago, tracing back to the ancient turmoil, the myriad races didn’t need to ascend. The Ancient Saint Realm was entirely the ancient clan. At that time, geniuses rose everywhere, dominating their regions. The Will of Heaven wanted to devour the myriad realms but faced resistance. That time, although the Will of Heaven failed, the strong of the myriad realms were reduced to less than one-tenth, and the Will of Heaven, having consumed too much, in its moment of slumber, to prevent this from happening again, established the rule that all beings of the myriad realms, upon reaching a certain level of cultivation, must ascend.”
“This keeps the power of the myriad races in a weak state, while allowing the ancient clan to slaughter and devour the races, thus strengthening themselves.”
Listening to Feng Qingzi’s words, Lin Fan began to understand.
So, this is learning from past mistakes.
The Will of Heaven of the Ancient Saint Realm was once foolish, but after one failure, it changed the rules.
It seems that this time, the Will of Heaven is determined to succeed.
But for Lin Fan, no matter how overwhelming the flood, as long as it dares to run wild, it must be suppressed to the end.
“So that’s how it is. But old man, where’s my Jie?”
Lin Fan asked.
“Kid, can’t you offer some advice? Your Jie is here, don’t worry.” Feng Qingzi had just spoken gravely, expecting the kid to make a grand statement, but who would have thought he had no interest in it, leaving Feng Qingzi somewhat helpless.
“Talking big now, what’s the use? Did you experience the ancient turmoil?” Lin Fan asked.
“No, I heard this from the older generation,” Feng Qingzi said.
“Then that’s it. Old man, let me tell you, nowadays, people spread rumors, one to ten, ten to a hundred, and in the end, it becomes more and more terrifying. So don’t think too much. When the soldiers come, we’ll block them; when the water comes, we’ll dam it. When the time comes, we’ll figure it out.” Lin Fan waved his hand.
“I need to take my Jie out. Recently, I urgently need Saint Yang Pills. I need to find some strong people to specially refine Saint Yang Pills for me.”
Lin Fan now had only one thought in mind: to find some strong people, forcibly convert them, and have them refine Saint Yang Pills for him day and night.
Also, to rob some ancient clan strongmen, plunder them completely, and accumulate enough Saint Yang Pills. That would be the real takeoff.
“Alright, I’m off. I see this sanctuary isn’t very safe anymore. Are you familiar with the guardians of the other three sanctuaries?”
Lin Fan asked.
“Why do you ask?” Feng Qingzi asked.
“If you’re familiar with them, tell them to contribute some Saint Yang Pills. If not, I’ll go and scam them,” Lin Fan said.
Feng Qingzi looked at his disciple and finally shook his head silently, “Not very familiar.”
“Hey hey…”
After Feng Qingzi said this, Lin Fan left directly.
“This kid, doesn’t know how to respect his teacher.” Feng Qingzi was somewhat speechless seeing the kid leave without a word.
“Haha, your disciple is quite interesting.”
“Ah, I don’t know why I took a liking to this kid back then,” Feng Qingzi shook his head.
Though Lin Fan didn’t say much, he was deeply grateful to his master and thus didn’t hide anything, speaking plainly.
“Sheng has been killed by me, and the Ancient Holy Altar has been obtained.”
“Indeed!”
Feng Qianzi and the other elder exchanged glances, their suspicions confirmed, bringing them relief.
“Good disciple, you truly surprise me. Did you at least obtain the Eternal Throne?”
To Feng Qianzi, the death of the Ancient Clan’s supreme was naturally exhilarating, but the Eternal Throne remained the most crucial matter.
“Hehe, tell me, what is this?”
In an instant, Gengu appeared beside Lin Fan.
As Gengu emerged, a mighty aura erupted violently.
Feng Qianzi and the others changed expressions, instantly becoming alert, before relaxing again moments later.
“This…” Feng Qianzi stared at the Ancient Clan figure before him, astonished.
Seeing the shocked expressions on the two elders, Lin Fan couldn’t help but smile.
“This is Gengu, the supreme of the Ancient Clan ten thousand years ago. He now serves under me,” Lin Fan said.
With two suprema under his command, it was now a formidable force. Even facing another supreme, victory was all but assured.
“Excellent! Truly excellent!”
Feng Qianzi let out a long cry, his heart elated. This was the most uplifting news he had received in ten thousand years.
“Of course. You should have no doubts about my abilities. This time, because of the Ancient Holy Altar, I returned to the Xuanhuang Realm. Now, the Xuanhuang Realm has been refined by me, and the first wave of power is being cultivated. However, on my way back, I encountered the Will of Heaven.”
Lin Fan continued.
“The Will of Heaven…”
At the mention of this, Feng Qianzi’s expression turned grave.
“With our current strength, we can match the Ancient Clan’s supreme. But the most critical factor is the Will of Heaven.”
“From the supreme’s words, I learned that the Sacred Lands are merely a sliver of hope granted by the Will of Heaven to the myriad races. If the Will of Heaven awakens fully, the Sacred Lands may no longer exist.”
“How could it be like this?”
This was the first Lin Fan had heard of such news. Previously, he had believed the Sacred Lands to be the sole hope amidst the crisis, not realizing they were a grace bestowed by the Will of Heaven.
“Why did the Will of Heaven open the myriad worlds? What benefit does it gain?”
“This issue is complex. Originally, the myriad worlds were lifeless. The Will of Heaven in the Ancient Holy Realm already existed. To strengthen itself, it allowed the myriad worlds to cultivate life and perfect their own rules. When the time is right, the Will of Heaven will consume all worlds, breaking its own barriers and ascending to a higher level.”
“Long ago, in the ancient chaotic era, the myriad races didn’t need to ascend. The Ancient Holy Realm was entirely inhabited by the Ancient Clan. At that time, talents flourished and ruled their domains. The Will of Heaven sought to consume the myriad worlds but faced resistance. Though it failed then, ninety percent of the world’s cultivators perished. Because of the immense energy consumed, the Will of Heaven entered a slumber. To prevent such an event from recurring, it established the rule that all cultivators reaching a certain level must ascend.”
“This ensured that the power of the myriad worlds remained weak, while the Ancient Clan devoured the living beings to strengthen itself.”
As Lin Fan listened to Feng Qianzi’s explanation, he began to understand.
So that was it—learning from past mistakes.
The Will of Heaven in the Ancient Holy Realm had once been naive, but after failing, it changed its rules.
This time, it seemed determined to succeed.
But for Lin Fan, no matter how dire the situation, anyone who dared to act recklessly would be crushed.
“I see now. But old man, where is my Jie?”
Lin Fan asked.
“Kid, can’t you give a little opinion first? Your Jie is here, don’t worry.”
Feng Qianzi had just spoken gravely, expecting the young man to express some sentiment. But to his dismay, Lin Fan showed no interest, leaving Feng Qianzi feeling helpless.
“What’s the use of talking now? Did you experience the ancient chaos yourself?”
Lin Fan asked.
“No, I only heard it from the elders,” Feng Qianzi replied.
“There you go. Old man, let me tell you, nowadays, one tale spreads into ten, ten into a hundred, and by the end, it becomes more terrifying than it was. So no need to think too much. We’ll deal with it when the time comes.”
Lin Fan waved his hand dismissively.
“Now, I must go out with my Jie. Recently, I urgently need Sun Yang Pills, so I must find some experts to refine them for me.”
At this moment, Lin Fan had only one thought: to find some powerful cultivators, forcefully convert them, and have them refine Sun Yang Pills day and night.
He also planned to rob some Ancient Clan experts, stripping them of all their resources to accumulate enough Sun Yang Pills. Only then would he truly rise.
“Alright, enough talk. I’m leaving. I don’t think this Sacred Land is safe anymore. Are you familiar with the guardians of the other three Sacred Lands?”
Lin Fan asked.
“Why do you ask that?” Feng Qianzi questioned.
“If you know them well, tell them to contribute some Sun Yang Pills. If not, I’ll just swindle them,” Lin Fan said.
Feng Qianzi looked at his disciple and finally shook his head. “Not really familiar.”
“Hey hey…”
After Feng Qianzi spoke, Lin Fan immediately left the place.
“This kid, he really doesn’t know respect for his elders,” Feng Qianzi muttered, watching the young man leave without a word.
“Haha, your disciple is quite amusing.”
Sighing, Feng Qianzi shook his head. “I don’t know why I chose this kid back then.”
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