However, even after breaking through, Qin Wentian still hadn't woken up. It was like he had unintentionally broken through, and broke through involuntarily in a state of enlightenment. Another person shifted his position, appearing behind Qin Wentian. As for the experts behind him, they all shifted forward by one position.
At this moment, Qin Wentian seemed to be floating in the midst of the boundless constellations, listening to the melody of the Great Dao, akin to the morning bell and drum of the evening drum, comprehending the energy of the heavens and the laws of the constellations. He could sense that within these constellations, there were countless attribute energies. Naturally, there were also many constellations with similar attributes.
At the immortal-foundation realm, one would cultivate their immortal-foundation, cultivating law energy. When their immortal-foundation and immortal energy reached perfection, their law energy would be cultivated to the extreme, allowing them to break through to the immortal king realm. As for immortal kings, they were the so-called immortal bodies of laws. They were a part of the laws of heaven and earth and contained even more power. They could easily decide the life and death of a particle world.
When the heavens and earth were first formed, law energy was born. At that time, the various experts searched for their own paths, achieving supreme accomplishments. However, no one knew how many eras this world had existed for. The constellations in the sky formed the laws of heaven and earth, and the cultivation of the martial path had long been refined to the extreme by the predecessors. The vast majority of people could only follow the path of their predecessors and only a very few could walk out their own path. Without guidance, a path that didn't exist, laws that didn't exist, how could one walk on it? It was too difficult.
Qin Wentian listened to the logic of the great dao and even pondered about how the heavens and earth were formed. How were the constellations in the sky born?
If there was a day when one could create laws, would that be the realm of an ancient emperor? At that time, would he be creating the laws of his predecessors or creating his own laws?
In the boundless starry space, Qin Wentian felt that he was incomparably tiny. The light from the constellations cascaded down on him as a divine glow radiated from him. Qin Wentian could sense that with his Fiendgod Body Refinement Art, his bloodline, God's Hand, and now that he was cultivating the art of truth, if he continued cultivating like this, his body would definitely become a body of laws.
Of course, these were just principles. Even if one understood the principles, they would still need to rely on the accumulation of cultivation to reach that step. The deeper one's understanding of the principles and the better one did, the smoother and faster one's path of cultivation would be.
"The path of cultivation starts from absorbing astral energy, slowly moving upwards until I step into the immortal realm and comprehend laws. Only then can I be considered to have truly stepped onto the path of the great dao. Immortal-Foundation is the beginning of cultivation. Comprehension, cultivation, control, incarnation, forging, step by step, forming the dao. My fleshly body is a fusion body, it can also form my own path of cultivation, allowing me to use my own body to form the dao."
Qin Wentian mused silently as he sank into contemplation. After several days of contemplation, Qin Wentian's seat in the Sacred Academy was now in the third row. At the very end, only five people were still cultivating. The other experts had all awoken from their state of enlightenment.
At this moment, the seat of that expert from the Dragon Race shifted, swapping places with Qin Wentian. He opened his eyes and saw that there were still four other people cultivating.
Among these four, two of them came up later. They were Qin Wentian and an expert from the Beast God Sect. That expert from the Beast God Sect exuded a mysterious aura and his cultivation base was extremely high. Other than the two of them, there was also the golden-winged great roc Jia Nantian and the demonic lion.
After several days, the expert from the Beast God Sect and the demonic lion woke up one after another. Qin Wentian was already seated in the second row, side by side with the golden-winged great roc Jia Nantian.
The Tianpeng people, the White Tiger people, the experts from the Tenlan Heaven Kingdom were all staring at the back view of Qin Wentian. This fellow actually cultivated to this point and was still immersed in his comprehension. Evidently, Qin Wentian was still digesting the insights of the Great Dao spoken by that expert. Only by continuously comprehending them would he be able to continue cultivating.
When Jia Nantian opened his eyes, all the immortal seats were rearranged. The experts all moved forward. Qin Wentian sat at the head of the 3,000 immortal seats. Although no one else was able to ascend to the lead seat earlier, after the dao lecture ended, everyone still had to take a look at the dao fruits. There was bound to be someone who could ascend to the lead seat.
Jia Nantian and the demonic lion were still tied for the second position. Their eyes stared at Qin Wentian as their demonic eyes gleamed with a dazzling light. However, Qin Wentian still hadn't awoken. After several months, Qin Wentian's aura finally calmed down. When he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment only to see that there were no more immortal seats before him. Only the statue was there.
Qin Wentian only felt numerous gazes landing on him. After understanding what was going on, Qin Wentian couldn't help but to laugh involuntarily. Initially, he had no intentions to contend for the immortal seats in front of him and felt that it was of no importance. But who would have thought that the moment he woke up, he would already be seated at the head of the 3,000 immortal seats, attracting countless gazes.
Over a thousand experts still hadn't left. During the dao lecture, they truly felt how terrifying that mysterious expert was. They deeply felt the mysteriousness of the Sacred Academy and would rather stay here to cultivate, not wanting to miss out on even a single sentence.
"Now, three years have already passed. When the twelve year period is up, the Sacred Academy will reopen. At that time, it will naturally summon all of you. Come again then. Go." An ethereal voice drifted over. Everyone felt some reluctance to leave. Although the dao lecture this time around wouldn't allow them to instantly transform, it was sufficient to influence their future cultivation and even their final achievements.
Such a dao lecture was something they wouldn't get tired of listening to a hundred times. Even if they were to stay here for eight to ten years, they wouldn't have any objections.
More and more people stood up from their seats and turned to leave. Qin Wentian stood up and stretched his body. Just as he turned, he saw Little Rascal leaping onto his back. Little Rascal was still as lazy as ever, it was like a pet, completely unlike a demon immortal.
"Not bad, the top immortal seat. In just three years, your cultivation base has already stepped into the fourth-level of immortal-foundation. You must have reaped great rewards this time around." Namhwang Yunxi stared at Qin Wentian as she gently spoke.
"Mhm, luckily my cultivation base is low. Hence, it was easier for me to break through." Qin Wentian shrugged and smiled.
"There's no need to be humble. Back then when you joined the Namhwang Clan, you were only at the first-level of immortal-foundation. Princess Qin's cultivation speed is truly enviable." Nanfeng Shengge gently smiled. Qin Wentian stared at her, "Didn't you also break through? Also, this time around, there seems to be quite a number of people who broke through as well. The dao lecture in the Sacred Academy, a few years of enlightenment is equivalent to many years of cultivation."
The people from the Namhwang Clan and Battle Saint Tribe all walked over. Purgatory also quietly followed behind Qin Wentian as they walked forward. Everyone descended the stairway, and occasionally, there would be gazes directed in Qin Wentian's direction. Clearly, because Qin Wentian was ranked first, he had attracted a lot of attention.
Over a thousand experts walked down the stairway at the same time. Many groups gathered together and chatted. The experts from the Tianpeng people seemed to be discussing something with Jia Nantian. Jia Nantian who was at the front glanced over at Qin Wentian. As a golden-winged great roc, Jia Nantian's gaze was extremely invasive. Just a single glance from him would cause people to feel extremely uncomfortable. Qin Wentian turned his gaze over. He saw a pair of lofty golden-winged roc king, wanting to cleave apart the heavenly dao and soar through the starry space. Jia Nantian's ambition was even higher than the heavens.
"Sadly, my cultivation base is too low. If not, I can spar with him." Jia Nantian mumbled to himself. After that, he turned his gaze ahead and stared at a figure not far away from him. "You are the descendant of the traitor of the Tianpeng people, the Sky Devil Roc."
The eyes of the devil lion turned sharp as he stared at Jia Nantian. Jia Nantian was indeed the descendant of the Sky Devil Roc. He then coldly spoke, "The Sky Devil Roc formed his own bloodline. What does that have to do with your Tianpeng people?"
"The entire Roc Race belongs to our Tianpeng people, and we serve the golden-winged great roc as our king. There's a rumor in ancient times that the ancestor of the Sky Devil Roc wanted to contend against the golden-winged great roc for the throne and was defeated. Hence, he betrayed the Tianpeng people." Jia Nantian's calm voice was filled with an intense aggressiveness.
"That's just something your Golden-winged Great Roc Race made up." The devil lion spoke with cold arrogance.
"I, the golden-winged great roc, have unparalleled speed and can pierce through space. The Sky Devil Roc is the only one among the Tianpeng people who can challenge the position of the golden-winged great roc. You have half of the bloodline of the Sky Devil Roc and are a mutated species. How about competing with me in speed?" Jia Nantian continued.
"RUMBLE!" The devil lion didn't say anything. A pair of black wings flashed in the air, using his actions to express his intentions.
Behind Jia Nantian, a pair of wings appeared as though they were made from pure gold, shining with resplendent light. One black, one gold, both were incomparably resplendent.
"Bzzz …" A violent gust of wind gusted on everyone, even those with lower cultivation bases were blown away. However, the two silhouettes directly vanished. Their speed was truly unimaginable.
"As expected of the Sky Devil Roc Race that can contend against the golden-winged great roc for the throne." Someone sighed in admiration. The Sky Devil Roc was arrogant and untamed, refusing to be controlled. It would never accept anyone as its king, it was truly a terrifying devil bird.
"These two demonic beasts are both extraordinary, they do have the qualifications to be at the top of the immortal rankings, unlike those lowly humans who intentionally immersed themselves in cultivation and didn't wake up." An expert from the White Tiger people coldly spoke. Demonic beasts have always revered the strong. There were some among the White Tiger people who admired the two greater demons. However, they were filled with disdain towards the human Qin Wentian who had interacted with them before. What a lowly human.
"For some lowly races, their intellect is still evolving." Qin Wentian faintly spoke, his words causing expressions of interest to appear on the faces of many.
The White Tiger royalty Bai Mou stared at Qin Wentian as he emotionlessly spoke, "If the Sacred Academy can kill people, you wouldn't have been able to live until today."
"I wonder if the meat of the white tiger king is tastier. Little Rascal, do you want to try it some other day?" Qin Wentian spoke to Little Rascal.
A drooling expression appeared on Little Rascal's face as his eyes gleamed, "White tiger meat, roasted and eaten."
A terrifying baleful aura abruptly enveloped the stairway, causing the steps of the experts to slow down. The gazes of the White Tiger people all turned to Qin Wentian as their baleful auras towered up into the sky. As for the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe and the Namhwang Clan, they turned their gazes over as well. The conflict between the two powers was about to erupt at any moment.
"The Namhwang Clan also wants to meddle in other people's business?" Bai Mou spoke with cold arrogance.
"Before this, the White Tiger people have humiliated my Namhwang Clan. If you want to fight, the Namhwang Clan is willing to accompany you." Namhwang Yunxi coldly spoke.
"How fierce, the Sacred Academy cannot be killed. I wonder what would happen if we capture the holy maidens of the Namhwang Clan to give birth to white tiger cubs for our White Tiger people." Another expert from the White Tiger royalty arrogantly spoke. The auras of several experts from the Namhwang Clan all turned violent. The other experts all hurriedly avoided the conflict between the two powers!
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