In the long river of time, thirty years wasn't much, but many things could happen and change a person's life.
Over the years, people awakened under the Six Meter Bodhi Tree from time to time. The essence of the Kirin Immortal Herb filled the air, making Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Ji Ziyue, and the others feel at peace. Dao and laws strengthened their bodies, and the chanting of ancient scriptures sounded from time to time.
After thirty years, Longma finally refined the ancestor's divine crystal and obtained the inheritance. Dragon energy surged around its body, and its scarlet dragon scales clanked. It had awakened several times and then went to undergo the tribulation alone.
Now, Longma had absolute confidence that it could look down on the ancient path in the universe. As the exclusive mount of an ancient emperor, it had endless potential. After awakening, it merged laws and dao and refined the ancient ancestor's inheritance crystal, making it powerful to the extreme.
After thirty years of seclusion, it reached the eighth level of the Saint King Realm, and this was the result of focusing on consolidating its dao foundation. Otherwise, it would be even stronger. It was definitely one of the people with the most gains!
The path of cultivation became narrower and narrower. Every small step forward required a greater price than the previous time. For many people, it was difficult to reach the first level, let alone the third level in thirty years.
The most outstanding person in history, Du Mu, was a powerful supreme of the God Race. He used a hundred years to reach the Great Sage's Impasse Realm, shocking the entire universe.
However, there was only one person like this in history!
Moreover, Du Mu didn't make any progress in his life. He was a legend, but also the greatest tragedy. Everyone thought that he would definitely become an emperor.
A legend was a legend because it couldn't be replicated. It was the greatest miracle in the world. Most people took thousands or even thousands of years to become a Saint King.
Longma's cultivation speed was quite shocking. Of course, it couldn't be compared to the only Du Mu in the world, but it was enough to shock many geniuses on the ancient path.
He had been on the Star Path for more than a hundred years. To reach this level, he was definitely one of the fastest.
During this process, Ji Haoyue awakened once. After spending 30 years, he ascended two levels and reached the eighth level of the Saint King Realm. His Godly King Tribulation was extremely shocking. Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and gods and demons howled. Even the Dragon Horse was shocked.
Now, the Ji family's godly body had a great majesty that looked down on the world. It was as if he had transcended the realm of mortals and become the Godly King of the Heavenly Realm.
His black hair was thick and messy, and his eyes were overflowing with strands of divine essence. It was extremely blazing, and no one dared to look straight at him. He was not angry, but he exuded an imposing aura.
Obviously, he was restraining himself. He had been cultivating rapidly for so many years and didn't want to take too big of a step.
There were also two tragedies during this period. One of the twelve saints, the Light Clan, had an accident during his enlightenment and turned into a pile of ashes on the spot. No one could stop him or help him. This made people sigh. These were all Saint Saint Saint God. Saint Of Saint Saint. Saint Saint Saint to to to Saint Saint to of to, Saint Saint Saint Saint to to to.
This made people sigh. These were the best of the best, but their cultivation paths were already like this. It was easy to imagine how much more difficult and dangerous the path of ordinary people would be.
Someone once said that survival was the greatest victory. In the end, people of the same generation didn't compete on combat power, but on who could live longer.
Thirty-five pure white flowers danced in the air. The living Longma, Green Luan, and the others sent off their dead friends. However, they could only fill in some soil and build a cenotaph.
Those of the twelve Saints who hadn't perished had used the Bodhi's Light of Wisdom to illuminate their minds, allowing them to comprehend the true meaning of the Dao and temper their soul bones.
The strongest, the Nine-Tailed Crocodragon and the Golden Lion, had reached the sixth level of the Saint King Realm. It wasn't that they weren't strong enough, but they seemed weak compared to Longma and Ji Haoyue. However, compared to their past selves, their results of Dao were actually very shocking.
Moreover, it wasn't a problem for them to slowly catch up. This was because the ninth level of the Saint King Realm was the greatest barrier, stopping many heaven warping geniuses.
Since the ancient times, it was unknown how many outstanding people had reached the ninth level of the Saint King Realm early. However, even after using their entire lives to attack, they still couldn't step into the Great Sage's domain.
This was a dividing line. Those with heaven warping geniuses who arrived early might not be able to cross this threshold, but those who arrived later might not necessarily be stopped here.
For many cultivators, transforming from a Saint King to a Great Sage was like a fish leaping into a dragon. It was the greatest rebirth and rebirth in one's life. As a result, this was also the reason why the Great Sage was so high up, able to look down on other saints and not put them in his eyes.
Only after crossing this threshold could they be considered the same. If they couldn't, then even if they were at the peak of the ninth level of the Saint King Realm, they would still be considered inferior. They were not in the same domain, and there was a fundamental difference.
Lightning flashed and thunder rolled. A golden figure rushed up. Even though the little lightning phoenix suppressed its realm and didn't want to break through, in the end, it couldn't suppress it anymore and advanced another small step.
Its cultivation speed was too fast. The Monster God Flower was one of the three divine flowers in the world, and it had the ability to seize the fortune of the world. It made its soul bone resound, and it had no choice but to advance.
In the end, it reached the seventh level of the Saint King Realm. This was naturally the result of suppressing it fiercely, or else it might have surpassed Longma and Ji Haoyue.
Everyone wanted to seal it and let it refine itself for a few dozen years. Otherwise, they were afraid that it would rush too fiercely and its mental state wouldn't be able to keep up, leading to problems in the later stages.
Now, it was the great dao that took the initiative to fuse with it, and it was forced to break through. It was hard to say what would happen in the future, so everyone wanted it to restrain itself and not advance.
Afterwards, Ji Ziyue crossed the tribulation. There was a myriad of phenomena, and all kinds of strange phenomena appeared. There were scenes of immortal ascension, as well as the magnificent scene of ten suns in the sky. It was simply unimaginable.
The Origin Spirit Body was different from the others. It fused with the most fundamental things of the world, and even the tribulation was like this. From time to time, immortal light and primal chaos mist would descend and wrap around it.
However, Ji Ziyue only took one step up to the seventh level of the Saint King Realm before the heavenly tribulation ended.
This was also the result of self-control. Because she hadn't used the Divine Demon Liquid effectively, Godking Ji Haoyue, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo helped her calculate. They felt that as an Origin Spirit Body, she shouldn't break through like this, and that she should bring out the greatest value of the Divine Demon Liquid.
The Origin Spirit Body linked to the source, and the Divine Demon Liquid contained the most fundamental profundities of the three thousand Primordial Gods and Demons. She needed to deduce and explore it. Perhaps she could push the great dao within to the extreme and refine it into one for her to use.
Therefore, Ji Ziyue wasn't in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, she was considering Dao Integration. All these years, she had been comprehending this method so that she could reach the strongest in the future.
At their level, the increase of a small realm was no longer the biggest problem. What they had to consider was how high their own dao could reach.
This was because almost everyone would be stopped before the Great Sage. As long as they had enough time, they could break through a small realm. It wasn't a problem.
Now, anyone who wanted to fight for supremacy on the Emperor's Road would focus on the problem of battle prowess. How could they become the strongest in the same realm? This was the most important thing.
In the distant sky, wind and thunder raged. Demonic qi surged into the sky. Pang Bo was roaring, resisting the heavenly tribulation. He was like a ten-thousand-year-old ancient demon, and it seemed like he could strike down the Nine Heavens with a raise of his hand.
His eyes burst out with divine light as he evolved his own method in the heavenly tribulation, perfecting his own dao. His roars echoed through the sky, and when his blood surged, he took out a coffin board and crushed it with his teeth, turning it into essence qi. His expression became even more ferocious.
"This kid is hopeless. He hates the coffin board to this extent, even when resisting the heavenly tribulation, he has to vent his anger," Longma said sarcastically.
All these years, Ji Ziyue and Pang Bo had taken out the Divine Demon Liquid and the coffin board divine medicine to share with everyone. Everyone had tried it, and the latter really didn't taste that great.
When the lightning tribulation ended, Pang Bo passed two stages and reached the eighth heavenly layer of the Saint King realm. Demonic qi surged with every move he made, and it was as if dark clouds were pressing down. He emitted an enormous and terrifying aura.
"With two horns, he looks a bit like the Demon Bull King." Ji Ziyue laughed.
Pang Bo's figure was truly too huge. Now, he was half a head taller, and the muscles all over his body swelled up. He was like a huge monument, and his bronze body that was over three meters tall stood there, making people feel apprehensive.
"Hehe, it seems like this one's harvest is still the greatest. I've advanced to the third heavenly layer, who can compete with me?" Longma, this bastard, swept his eyes over everyone arrogantly, giving off a feeling of seeking defeat at the peak.
"Let's not talk about others, just the little guy alone can completely crush you if he seriously breaks through." Pang Bo sneered.
It had been thirty years, and many things had happened in the outside world. During these years, everyone continuously awakened and crossed tribulations. Especially recently, the Green Luan and Black Bear saints had gone out to scout, and learned a lot of things.
The other shore was filled with an austere atmosphere. Many people had died during these years, and blood dyed the heaven and earth red. However, the divine realm was impregnable, and had never been conquered.
During this period of time, the ancient imperial weapon Ten Thousand Dragon Bell knocked on the door more than once. However, the killing formation diagram of the Spirit Treasure Celestial Being drew upon the aura of the four killing swords, and blocked all of them. The Ten Thousand Dragon Bell was swept out of the other shore, and the Great Sage fell.
During these years, the divine realm's prestige had greatly shaken, and the few divine elders were like the sun in the sky. No matter where the wind blew, they remained unmoved.
"It's a bit strange. I don't believe that the Great Sage from outside this realm would be willing to give up. I think the greatest storm is about to arrive, and it could destroy the heavens and split the earth at any time!" Ji Haoyue said in a heavy voice.
Everyone pondered. Perhaps there really was going to be a great change.
"Ye Fan hasn't woken up yet. What kind of dao and technique is he comprehending?"
Under the Bodhi tree, Ye Fan was very quiet. He sat there cross-legged like a divine statue. His appearance was dignified, and he didn't move at all.
After so many years, everyone had awakened and crossed the tribulation one after another. Only he remained the same from start to finish, and there wasn't the slightest change. It was as if he had passed away in meditation.
If it wasn't for the vigorous aura lying dormant within his body, everyone would have gone up to wake him up a long time ago. Sitting like this for dozens of years was rarely seen in this realm since ancient times.
More than 20 days later, under the Bodhi tree, Ye Fan opened his eyes with a swoosh. He stood up, and a boundless and immeasurable blood energy surged out.
"He's awake. He's about to cross the tribulation!" Longma said. It couldn't help but sigh. Sitting for 30 years really required a great amount of willpower.
However, Ye Fan didn't go to cross the tribulation. He stood under the Bodhi tree, took a step forward, and stretched out his arms. He began to evolve a terrifying dao and technique. Just the first move made the heaven and earth wail.
"What technique is this?" Everyone was puzzled.
But they were well aware that at Ye Fan's level, what he pursued wasn't just the increase in realm, but the path of invincibility. He wanted to comprehend a peerless technique in the world and be unrivaled among his peers.
Obviously, he had made some gains during these 30 years, and he began to create his own secret arts and dao.
The completion of the four extreme secret realms was a must, and his own orthodoxy also needed sect-protecting secret arts and techniques. Now, he was walking precisely on this path. This was the foundation of the path of invincibility, and he had to have his own substantial great technique.
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