In the back mountain of the String Pavilion, Ye Futian sat on the peak of the mountain. The sea of clouds rolled in front of him.
At this time, his eyes were closed, and there was no aura emanating from his body. In his life palace, there was another Ye Futian sitting there. Here, the World Tree was already a towering divine tree. The will of the Way was extremely dense, and it had opened up its own sky. This life palace was like a world of its own. Many Life Spirits surrounded the ancient tree, and different wills of the Way filled the air.
Ye Futian seemed to be carving something on the ground. There were many different patterns. There were sword-shaped patterns, divine elephant patterns, and starry sky patterns. Each pattern contained an extraordinary artistic conception. It was as if the will of the Way permeated them.
Ye Futian looked at the pictures and seemed to be dissatisfied. He waved his hand and wiped them all away.
Breaking through to the Renhuang Plane was an extremely difficult thing for countless cultivators. The difficulty lay in the body itself. One needed to forge a body of the Way and comprehend the soul of the Way. The two needed to communicate and resonate with the Great Path. Only then could one finally forge a Divine Wheel of the Great Path and step into the Renhuang Plane.
But Ye Futian had more to consider. He needed to consider what kind of Divine Wheel of the Great Path to forge, and not simply step into the Renhuang Plane.
The forging of the Divine Wheel of the Great Path first required the body of the Way as the foundation. It needed to be done step by step. If each step was different, the Divine Wheel that was forged would also be different. Ye Futian had read many ancient books about becoming a Renhuang these days, so he wanted to first conceive the prototype of a Divine Wheel of the Great Path.
Moreover, how many Divine Wheels of the Great Path would he have to forge?
If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would not dare to think like this. It was already extremely difficult to step into the Renhuang Plane, but if they wanted to go further, they needed to lay the most solid foundation from the beginning.
The legendary Renhuang Plane was not the end, but another starting point. It was the beginning of the path to the peak of the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path.
Therefore, he had to be more cautious.
Huang Zhong's Plane had reached the pinnacle of the Saint Plane. He could have become a Renhuang a long time ago, but he stood at the door and did not enter. Why?
This was because extraordinary people had extraordinary ambitions. They were not satisfied with ordinary Renhuangs. Instead, they wanted to forge an extraordinary Divine Wheel of the Great Path. Once they became Renhuangs, they would be stronger than other Renhuangs. These were things that only the top people dared to think about.
Ye Futian remembered the battles that he had experienced inside and outside the Divine Palace, the battle with Huang Zhong, and the battle where he was oppressed by the Renhuang of the Divine Nation. In comparison, although Huang Zhong had not yet become a Renhuang, when the bell of the Great Path rang out, the Great Path collapsed. The sound of the bell was infused with different Paths. If it was forged into a Divine Wheel of the Great Path, when the endless divine bells of the Great Path bloomed at the same time, it would be enough to kill someone in an instant.
The Divine Wheel of the Great Path could integrate different paths into it. Even the Life Spirit and the Divine Palace technique could become the foundation for forging the Divine Wheel of the Great Path.
It was precisely because of this that Ye Futian came up with this idea.
He continued to draw patterns on the ground, infusing them with the True Will of Swordsmanship. Each pattern contained extremely powerful True Will of Swordsmanship. However, after he finished drawing them, he destroyed them. It seemed that he was still not satisfied.
He closed his eyes and fell into a state of oblivion. In his mind, he thought of every major figure that he had met over the years. He thought of the abilities that they had released and the power that they had unleashed. Among them, the most powerful was naturally Gu Tianxing of the Demon Realm, who had used his power to fight several top figures like the Dynastic Overlords of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty. The Celestial Painting left a deep impression on him, but it was not suitable for him.
He thought of Lord Taixuan, of Old Demon Luo, of String Emperor, and finally, there seemed to be guqin music dancing in Ye Futian's mind.
This guqin music gradually formed an image.
After a long moment passed, he began to inscribe on the ground. Soon, an image took shape. It was made up of countless musical notes, each one like a sword. He looked at the image, but didn't erase it. It was as if the image represented his vision.
He looked at it for a long time. In the outside world, strong fluctuations flashed across Ye Futian's body.
He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a bit of determination in them. It was as if he had made up his mind.
Boom … A terrible will of the Great Path surged in his body.
Pfft!
A moment later, Ye Futian spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura was weak, and his spiritual soul was damaged. His face was slightly pale.
He had made up his mind to break through to the Renhuang Plane. There was no need to pretend in the future. The road ahead could only be forward. There was no going back.
Ye Futian had destroyed his own Life Spirit for the second time.
He needed the Guqin Spirit to return.
The first Wheel of the Great Path he had in mind would be the Guqin Wheel.
In the sea of clouds, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking into the distance with a puzzled look. What had that guy done to him?
He had been fine, but he had hurt himself?
Did the young geniuses of the current generation all cultivate like this?
After Ye Futian recovered from his injuries, he went out of the String Pavilion to visit Lord Taixuan. On Taixuan Mountain, some people could faintly hear the sound of the Divine Song.
A month later, on the peak of the mountain behind the String Pavilion, Ye Futian sat cross-legged and played the guqin. This song was the lost sound of the Great Path, the Song of the Lost Divine.
The sound of the guqin lingered, and there were countless notes of the Great Path integrated into the swordsmanship. It was as if the notes of the swordsmanship were flowing over Ye Futian's body.
In his meridians, brilliant golden swordsmanship notes flowed, engraved on each meridian, and even on Ye Futian's bones. There seemed to be a divine tree in his body. The trunk and leaves of the divine tree became his limbs and bones, integrated into one, and the Great Path was also engraved in them.
His blood surged and roared, and there was a faint sound of musical notes beating, as well as the whistling of Sword Qi. That tiny body seemed to have become a space of the Great Path, filled with endless will of the Great Path. His flesh, bones, and blood were enduring the pain of being tempered thousands of times, forging the body of the Great Path that Ye Futian wanted.
After a few months, a body of the Great Path was forged, but Ye Futian did not stop there. He used the power of the Divine Elephant to forge another body of the Great Path. In his body, the power of the Divine Elephant roared, and countless Divine Elephant power turned into particles of the Great Path, engraved into the meridians, bones, organs, and limbs.
Cultivators could not only forge one Divine Wheel of the Great Path. There was no end to cultivation, and the potential of people was infinite. Even within the same body, different marks of the Great Path could be engraved.
After some Renhuangs died, their descendants could feel different Great Paths from their blood and bones.
Ye Futian cultivated many abilities, and he obviously did not want to forge just one Divine Wheel of the Great Path.
For the current Ye Futian, his body was already at the level of the Great Path when he was in the Divine Palace. Now, he was just perfecting this body of the Great Path, making it constantly perfect.
This time, he cultivated for a long time.
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In the 10,034th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, Ye Futian had been cultivating in seclusion for more than two years. It had been more than three years since he came to the Higher Heavens Realm.
In these two years, many things had happened in the Higher Heavens Realm, and many things had also happened in the Heavenly Mandate Realm.
Many people in the Heavenly Mandate Realm already knew about Ye Futian. His enemies also knew that Ye Futian had gone to Taixuan Mountain to cultivate in the Higher Heavens Realm. But even if they knew, they could not do anything.
After Lord Taixuan broke through to the next level, he was already at the same level as Gu Tianxing. In the past, there might have been two people at this level in the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and Gu Tianxing might have reached the level of the old Dynastic Overlord. Now, it seemed that there was no one at this level. As for whether someone had reached that level in secret, no one knew.
At least, the current Dynastic Overlord of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty and the Palace Lord of the Violet Heavenly Palace had not reached that level. Therefore, it was obviously impossible for them to go to Taixuan Mountain to capture Ye Futian. The Golden Divine Nation wanted to capture Ye Futian, but they could not. If they went, they would only be asking for trouble. It was better to plot in secret and wait quietly.
In the past few years, after the two old guys from the Jiang Clan and the Hua Clan had harassed them many times, no one knew where they were hiding to cultivate, and no one could find them.
The Lord of Brahma's Pure Sky had been cultivating in seclusion. It was said that Brahma's Pure Sky had taken the First Maiden Qin He with her to cultivate and teach her the Great Path. Some people said that Qin He's cultivation level was now very high, and she might break through to the Renhuang Plane.
The Violet Heavenly Palace had also been working hard to cultivate the younger generation. However, even Zhan Yuan, who had the Supreme Form of the Great Path, had been defeated several times. It was easier said than done to cultivate another person like him. Top geniuses had always been hard to come by.
In the Demon Realm, in the forbidden land of the Dragon Gods, there seemed to be a person who was gradually forgotten by the Heavenly Mandate Realm.
In the Dragon Abyss, in the forbidden land of the canyon, endless dark chains sealed off this world. In the endless dark abyss, a dark and domineering demonic shadow sat there quietly. Around his body, there seemed to be phantoms of demonic gods, which made the demonic shadow sitting there even more extraordinary, as if he was a peerless demonic lord.
On the inverted dark mountain peak, the incomparably huge body of the dark dragon hovered there, and the infinite demonic aura permeated from his body. In the past few years, he had spent all his energy on this uninvited guest from more than three years ago.
The warriors of the Dragon Gods had come outside several times, but they did not come in. They might have thought that he had just found a suitable person to inherit his demonic skills, but in fact, only he knew why.
This was also the reason why he was imprisoned here.
At this time, behind the dark figure sitting there, there seemed to be wisps of dark demonic light spreading out. This illusory dark demonic light faintly gathered into the shadow of a demonic god. At this moment, all the demonic generals around him seemed to bow down and worship.
The huge eyes of the demonic dragon stared at the scene below, and his huge body hovered. His master was really cruel, letting him wander outside.
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