Global Catastrophe: I Begin to Evolve from an Ancient Tree-Chapter 127: Nine-turn Saint, Youthful Great Emperor!

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Nine-turn Saint, Youthful Great Emperor!

"The Saint’s Secret Realm has appeared!"

From the perspective of a follower, Gu Qingyang could just see the divine light soaring into the sky, and he could clearly sense the powerful aura.

Gu Qingyang had never truly witnessed a Seventh-tier power.

But just from the aura emanating from this divine light, he could understand the might of a Seventh-tier Saint.

Since stepping into cultivation, each tier was a chasm, and after breaking through the Fifth-tier, it became a heavenly gap; even with extraordinary talent, it was hard to truly cross.

The gap from the Fifth-tier to the Sixth-tier was a heavenly gap, and from the Sixth-tier to the Seventh-tier was also a heavenly gap.

Gu Qingyang estimated his own strength could contend with Seventh-tier powers, but he was not certain how exactly.

Now, being able to witness the birth of the Seventh-tier Saint’s Secret Realm, he took this opportunity to investigate the Saint’s reality.

After all, one day the Cyan Yang Realm would inevitably fight the Immortal Extinction Realm, and the powerful Saints had always been a source of dread for Gu Qingyang.

If he could understand the power of the Saints, he would have more confidence.

Afterward.

Gu Qingyang glanced at the situation of other followers.

Throughout the year, all cultivators entering the Immortal Extinction Realm, if they practiced body techniques, mostly joined various sectarian forces.

After all, body technique and the body refining of the Immortal Extinction Realm have the same origin, joining sectarian forces not only provides the sect’s legacy, but also hopes to advance one’s strength further.

But those practicing magic and true cultivation could not join sects.

These people invariably became loose cultivators, or quietly formed forces relying on their strength, searching for all kinds of treasures to offer, or spreading faith.

However, not everyone was smooth sailing; some inadvertently exposed their whereabouts and were besieged by Ancient Wilderness cultivators, while others offended powerful cultivators and were directly obliterated. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Regarding this, Gu Qingyang had no solution.

After all, how could there be no deaths in a war between the two realms? Gu Qingyang always gave those who perished a chance to become a Heroic Spirit.

However.

Gu Qingyang discovered not every fallen warrior could become a Heroic Spirit.

Only those with great righteousness and fearlessness in the face of death qualified to become Heroic Spirits; otherwise, even if their tablets were set in the Hall of Heroic Spirits, they could not become true Heroic Spirits.

Currently, the Hall of Heroic Spirits housed millions of Heroic Spirits, offered tributes by the entire Cyan Yang Divine Court’s humans, with some Heroic Spirits’ strength now breaking into First-tier top-grade, though many still remained at First-tier low-grade.

The variation, in Gu Qingyang’s view, was due to the amount of tributes offered and the Heroic Spirit’s own talent.

Nonetheless.

The current power of the Heroic Spirits in the Hall of Heroic Spirits did not significantly aid the Cyan Yang Realm for the time being.

But over time, as the Heroic Spirits’ power gradually grew, they would undoubtedly play a critical role beyond others’ imagination.

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Immortal Extinction Realm, Divine Wilderness.

The Saint’s Secret Realm appeared, divine light soared into the sky, and various forces dispatched strong cultivators towards it.

Golden chariots broke through the sky, Fierce Beasts roared, and Long Boats traversed the void to arrive.

When the Long Boat halted in mid-air, many cultivators on the ground looked up in awe.

"This is the Taichu Divine Ship, rumored to be a Supreme Treasure of the Saints, and seeing it today, it truly is extraordinary!"

Someone exclaimed.

Upon hearing "Saint’s Supreme Treasure," many cultivators’ hearts trembled.

To them, a Saint’s Supreme Treasure was a legendary existence; owning one was unimaginable, even thinking about it was difficult.

If an ordinary force revealed a Saint’s Supreme Treasure, it would surely trigger covetousness among other cultivators, but the name Taichu Sacred Land deterred everyone from harboring ill intentions.

A Great Emperor-level Influence is not something anyone can offend.

Throughout the Divine Wilderness and even Central Province, Great Emperor-level Influences are truly top-tier existences, not to be easily provoked.

On the Taichu Divine Ship, the disciples of the Five Peaks gazed at the diffuse divine light enveloping the barren mountain, whose vast and deep grandeur weighed heavily on their minds.

Meanwhile, some disciples cast their gaze over the cultivators below, and upon hearing the discussions and seeing the awe on others’ faces, a hint of pride flickered in their eyes.

"This Saint’s Secret Realm showed anomalies more than a month ago; a strong figure of the Sacred Land calculated that no one above True Monarch could enter unless a stronger existence than the one who left this Secret Realm broke the restrictions."

"But with longevity shackles yet to dissipate, even with Saints present, they’re in self-seal, so the Saint’s Secret Realm’s restrictions are unbreakable."

Before the Taichu Divine Ship, Yin Hong stood with hands folded, looking old on the outside, but his voice echoed like a grand bell.

Zhang Ming’s expression froze and he couldn’t help but ask, "Master, do you know which powerful figure this Saint’s Secret Realm belongs to?"

"If I’m not mistaken, the owner of this Secret Realm should be Saint Shenxiao, Yu Qiankun!"

"Saint Shenxiao?"

"Yu Qiankun was a Nine-Turn Saint from ten thousand years ago. He started as a humble loose cultivator with mediocre talent. Later, with perseverance and opportunity, he worked his way from a mortal to a Nine-Turn Saint."

"In theory, if the Saint Shenxiao had not fallen, he could have achieved Quasi-Emperor, or possibly even reached Great Emperor."

"But unfortunately, he encountered a young, pre-Emperor Great Emperor. After a fierce battle, Yu Qiankun was heavily injured by the young Great Emperor and soon after completely passed away."

Nine-Turn Saint!

Young Great Emperor!

Yin Hong’s words struck deeply in the minds of others, and for these disciples, it was already considered a secret.

After all, happenings from ten thousand years ago, so distanced by time, are not easy to comprehend.

"Who was that young Great Emperor?"

Zhang Ming pressed on.

Yin Hong didn’t keep it hidden and directly said, "That young Great Emperor later became the Divine Martial Emperor, and his unparalleled talent dominated the geniuses of the age. Regardless of the brilliance of his opponents, none were his match."

"Eventually, the Divine Martial Emperor outshone peerless geniuses and ascended to the Great Emperor throne, subsequently establishing the Divine Martial Dynasty, which then became a Great Emperor-level Influence parallel to Taichu Sacred Land."

At these words, Yin Hong ceased to speak further.

There was one thing he hadn’t mentioned.

That is, as a newborn Great Emperor-level Influence, in its prime, the Divine Martial Dynasty flourished. Although the Great Emperor perished, his afterglow remained.

Strictly speaking.

When compared with the Divine Martial Dynasty, Taichu Sacred Land is still inferior.

After all, the Great Emperor of Taichu Sacred Land fell many years ago, leaving only an Emperor’s Soldier to hold the fort, with no other fallback, naturally making it impossible to compare with a newly-ascended Great Emperor-level Influence.

The Great Emperor’s methods are deep and unfathomable; even in death and the dao’s end, the residual methods left behind are earth-shattering, not understandable by ordinary cultivators.

Such methods require the wear of ages to truly dissipate.