After settling Wind Spirit, Zhou Yuan returned to his small courtyard.
He sat firmly on the wooden chair.
He narrowed his eyes.
He was comprehending life.
......
Cultivation. At Zhou Yuan's time, it was already as difficult as ascending to the heavens to continue improving.
Sempiternal realm advanced stage.
About 20% of the Law of Fire.
About 20% of the array laws.
He wanted to improve.
Other than the improvement in his strength and array formation.
Actually, there was one more thing.
Zhou Yuan remembered that he had discovered it several hundred years ago when he was reading the sect's secret records.
Other than his own realm, his strength was also very high.
Other than the improvement of the laws.
There was also a very important existence, and that was divine power.
Divine arts practitioners were the flourishing products of law comprehension.
In other words, if one wanted to obtain a divine power, one needed to have a certain understanding of the laws.
However,
After having a certain understanding of the laws, would there definitely be divine powers?
No,
The answer was no.
After the nomological spiritual object reached a certain level, if one wanted to comprehend a divine power or create a divine power that belonged solely to oneself.
It still needed a lot of time to evolve.
He needed a lot of time to think.
To create.
......
Mystical powers could not be passed down through words.
Divine arts could not be written down.
divine ability
He could only rely on his own comprehension.
He relied on his own creation.
He relied on his own understanding of this world and the laws.
Only then could it take shape.
However, even though he knew the method and the steps…
But…
It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to achieve it!
"Divine power!"
"Divine ability!"
"I don't even have a clue how to comprehend it or how to create it!”
He thought.
Zhou Yuan, who was half-lying on the wooden chair, smiled helplessly and shook his head.
Forget it.
This kind of thing, let nature take its course.
Sometimes, one couldn't force it.
In fact, the more you wanted it, the more the truth would be distanced from you.
This was the cruel reality.
He had no choice.
......
Compared to Zhou Yuan, who was thinking about life.
Wind Spirit's heart was surging with excitement.
Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan.
This was the overlord of the Eastern Barren State, the only remaining Sage Sect.
His strength was quite terrifying.
He was definitely the thickest thigh in the Eastern Barren State.
Wind Spirit had originally thought that it would be enough if he could cling to the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan.
Then, he would use the resources of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect.
And the ability of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan.
When she cultivated to a certain level, she could leave the sect and go down the mountain to carry out her initial dream.
To create a new dynasty.
Now was definitely the best time.
The Four Great Sacred Sects were destroyed.
The Eastern Barren State was currently in the most chaotic and darkest era.
At the same time, this was also the best time for her to realize her dream.
But who would have thought that…
Not only had she joined the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect, but she had also become one of the four great ancestors of the sect.
It was rumored that he had the Law of Fire in his hands and had slaughtered all the higher-ups of the Four Great Sacred Sects in a fit of anger.
A terrifying existence that had directly destroyed the Four Great Sacred Sects.
He was a disciple of Zhou Yuan's Grand Supreme Ancestor.
Thinking of this…
Wind Spirit's already arrogant face became even more arrogant.
"The truth is really wonderful!"
"Could it be that I am really blessed by the heavens?”
After smiling.
Wind Spirit slowly calmed the excitement in his heart.
The most important thing for her now was cultivation.
This world was cruel.
So what if he was from the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect?
So what if he was the disciple of Zhou Yuan's Grand Supreme Ancestor?
If he didn't have the strength.
Everything she thought about would be in vain.
......
Just like that, the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect's once-in-a-thousand-year disciple recruitment meeting ended.
Once again, they fell into silence.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed.
Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan.
In the core palace.
In the sect master's office.
At this moment, the current sect leader of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect, Li Hao, was frowning as he looked at the information in front of him.
He said helplessly.
"My head hurts!"
"What a headache!"
"Where did these forces come from?”
"Silver Moon Empire?"
"Greedy Wolf Empire?"
"Great Sun Empire?"
"The three Majestic Empires are expanding like crazy!”
"In a short period of time, they have occupied about one-fifth of the Eastern Barren State.”
"Moreover, as time passed and the three empires developed, the three empires were able to become stronger.”
"Their territory is getting bigger and bigger, and their strength is getting more and more terrifying.”
"In fact, if we don't stop it, it will probably develop to an uncontrollable state!”
......
In the room, the current sect leader of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan was having a headache.
In the Eastern Barren State, the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect had indeed been the leader.
No faction dared to provoke the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect.
But…
A hundred years ago, these three empires suddenly appeared.
Furthermore, they could vaguely see the figures of the powerful forces in the other eight states of the Eternal Continent standing behind them.
The Silver Moon Empire represented the Silver Moon Sect of the Fiery Phoenix State, one of the eight states of the Eternal Continent.
The Greedy Wolf Dynasty represented the Greedy Tribe in the Man State, one of the eight states of the Eternal Continent.
The Great Sun Dynasty represented the Great Sun Martial Dojo in the Central Prefecture, one of the eight prefectures in the Eternal Continent.
The forces behind the three Majestic Empires.
He even sent an envoy to the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect.
He said that immortal sects should not participate in mortal matters.
Li Hao understood what he meant.
Wasn't it just a threat?
If the higher-ups of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect dared to make a move, they would be ruthless.
Therefore, this gave Li Hao a headache.
The Eastern Barren State was supposed to be ruled by the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan.
However, if it was occupied by a dynasty represented by another faction…
What did this look like?
......
Just as the current sect leader of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect, Li Haozheng, was having a headache…
A voice slowly sounded in his ears.
"Grandmaster."
"Since the Three Majestic Empires represent the forces in the Three Prefectures of Eternal Continent, I'm afraid that I'll have to face them.”
"Why doesn't our Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect support a faction?”
"Or, create a brand new dynasty?”
Hearing this.
In the room, Li Hao's eyes lit up.
That's right!
This was a good idea. Why didn't he think of it?
Thinking of this…
Li Hao slowly raised his head.
He looked at the person beside him who was dressed in a rather eye-catching blue dress.
Her face was fair, and a jade flute was tied to her waist.
He looked like a delicate young man.
Li Hao nodded in satisfaction.
"Your idea is very good."
"I agree."
......
As for the youth, his name was Zhou Ning.
He had entered the sect a hundred years ago.
He was the assistant that Li Hao had selected about eighty years ago.
He only helped to edit some documents and voiced his own opinions.
In these 80 years, this youth had always been very reliable.
I'm diligent in my work.
He never slacked off.
She won his heart.
However, there was one thing that Li Hao did not like.
This young man was good at everything.
Why did he always look like a sissy?
Don't misunderstand.
His gender had already been determined.
Li Hao had mentioned this matter many times.
The young man was the assistant of the current sect leader of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Sect.
His identity was special.
He also represented the face of the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Clan.
How could this be?
What a pity!
He just couldn't change it, which made Li Hao very annoyed.
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