I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 361 The Secret to Becoming a God

"You can understand these murals? You recognize those ghostly hieroglyphs?"

Yan Xuankong dismissed the notion, "What ghostly hieroglyphs? Those are the characters of the ancients from ancient times. Although concise, they are full of true meaning, said to have been imparted by heavenly gods.

This ancient script is actually of the same origin as array patterns. The array patterns are derived from the innate patterns that evolved from the origin of power at the beginning of the ancient era when the heavens and earth were first created.

The script of the ancients, on the other hand, was taught by heavenly gods and also contains the power of heaven and earth's origin, used to communicate with the deities.

Even to the extent that, during ancient times, if you knew these characters, you were almost certainly a major figure in a nation or a tribe."

Han Zheng exclaimed in surprise, "I never expected Old Yan to be so erudite."

Yan Xuankong arrogantly said, "When I went to the Capital Demon Suppression Department headquarters for advanced studies, I used my merits to exchange for many secret manuals and learned a lot of good things.

Let me tell you this, aside from martial arts, I have dabbled in various arrays, artifact refining, secret alchemy traditions.

Although I can't say I have mastered each, at the very least, those alchemists and weapon casting masters can't fool me."

Aside from his bad temper, Yan Xuankong really could be considered a genius in other respects.

Normally, martial artists, apart from focusing on martial arts, basically have no energy to learn those messy knowledge.

But Yan Xuankong, on the other hand, actually had the interest to learn so much mixed knowledge, truly a unique case.

"So what exactly does this Divine Envoy Burial Map depict? For whom is it performing a burial?"

Yan Xuankong's voice became somewhat solemn, "In this world now there are no gods or buddhas, but in ancient times it was different. There were many legends about gods and buddhas.

The ancient era was the age of gods and demons, when demons were merely mounts and the human clan was insignificant like ants.

Those humans who could communicate with gods and demons were known as divine envoys. They were apostles of gods and demons, inheriting their power.

Divine envoys held extremely high status in ancient times, even higher than the rulers of nations.

The master depicted in this picture is a divine envoy, but the content is somewhat eerie.

The god worshipped by the divine envoy fell, so the envoy personally placed the god into a coffin to perform the burial.

However, the place where the divine envoy resided was in the Extreme West, but he transported the god's coffin across thousands of miles to be buried in a deep abyss."

Han Zheng immediately felt a chilling surprise, "You're saying that buried in this tomb chamber is a god? Can gods also fall?"

Yan Xuankong said irritably, "What are you thinking? If it really was a god buried here, do you think Cui Zeyuan and his group could leave this place?

Moreover, have you ever seen a god who's dead also having a jade pendant stuffed into their mouth?

Like I said, the god was buried in a deep abyss, and the one buried here is the divine envoy who performed the burial.

After the death of the god, the envoy was buried next to the abyss to accompany the burial, continuing to guard the god after death."

"Divine envoys buried near the god, doesn't that mean the deepest part of Smoke Wave Lake is the abyss? Could the various oddities of Smoke Wave Lake be due to the burial of the god?"

"I'm not sure, but during ancient times, Smoke Wave Lake probably was already peculiar—otherwise, why would the divine envoy go to such lengths to bury the god here?"

Yan Xuankong solemnly said, "Before I told you to be cautious here, but now you might as well be bold.

Places related to gods may contain the secrets of becoming a god, something that countless top fighters and heroes of successive generations have been exploring.

In the Demon Cleansing Bureau headquarters, there is a squad called the Divine Guard, which was personally overseen by the premier warrior of the time, 'Martial Saint' Yu Jiu Cang, who founded the Bureau. It was established to locate all kinds of divine relics in today's world.

After Yu Jiu Cang's death, the status of the Divine Guard plummeted, but it remained very special, with treatment far beyond others in the headquarters. Successive Grand Commanders of the Demon Cleansing Bureau heavily invested in the Divine Guard, ordering them to search for divine relic sites around the world in hopes of making a breakthrough."

"Are they searching for these divine relic sites for immortality?"

Yan Xuankong sighed, "More or less, but instead of saying immortality, it might be more accurate to say it's about going a step further.

The path of martial arts seems long, but it does have an end."

After condensing the Martial Arts True Pill, the next step was to connect the Primordial Spirit with heaven and earth, to refine the Yang God and break free from the bonds of the flesh.

Following the Yang God was the Dharma Manifestation, tempering the Yang God, and with the help of the power of heaven and earth, condensing the Dharma Manifestation to link with heaven and earth.

After the Dharma Manifestation came the Heavenly Ranking, comprehending the rules of heaven and earth, thoroughly merging body and soul with heaven and earth, existing as one. Reaching this step meant possessing the ability to call the wind and summon the rain, a truly mighty existence.

It could be said that the ultimate goal of the path of Martial Arts was the Heavenly Ranking. Historically, a few had managed to take half a step beyond this basis, but they were exceedingly rare.

For example, Martial Saint Yu Jiu Cang had taken that extra half step and had even reached the point of fully mastering the power of rules, which was why he could be called a Martial Saint.

But regrettably, even Yu Jiu Cang never managed to take that divine step in the end.

However, during the Ancient Times, it was different; although the Human Clan was inherently frail, like ants, they too could be deified.

At that time, Demons might have served as mounts, but there were also members of the Demon Clan who could reach the peak and become Demon Gods.

But after the Ancient Times, the path to godhood was completely severed.

The path of Martial Arts for the Human Clan truly began to rise after the disappearance of the gods and demons from the Ancient Times and the Demons' rampant tyranny.

To combat the Demons, the Human Clan started on the path of Martial Arts and gradually developed and expanded.

In the Ancient Times, Divine Envoys could call the wind and summon the rain by borrowing the power of the Heavenly Gods, but in our eyes, their power was merely at the level of the Dharma Manifestation Realm, and the strongest among them were only at the level of Heavenly Ranking.

The peak of the Martial Arts path, reaching the level of Yu Jiu Cang, could even be considered as a Demigod, but it was always impossible to take that other half step and ultimately become a god.

You are not an existence at that level, and you can't understand their frustration and longing.

To have reached the peak and to still have time left, yet forever unable to take that final half step - what unbearable frustration and rage must that be?

Thus, in history, those who reached the level of Yu Jiu Cang either exhausted all their life's effort to find the opportunity to become a god, hoping to take that final half step.

Or they became utterly disheartened, lost all interest in life, and went into seclusion to await death.

Of course, there were also one or two who went completely mad, even causing great catastrophes.

Smoke Wave Lake seemed like a deep abyss; the Divine Guards must have been here at one point, but unless by chance they were swept into the underground river by a whirlpool, they wouldn't have discovered this tomb chamber, so they missed it.

There might be chances for ascension to godhood here, and if you truly discover some clues, whether you can use them yourself or not, taking them to the headquarters of the Demon Cleansing Bureau would be an immense merit!"

Han Zheng was currently only in the Dan Sea Realm, far from the ultimate pinnacle of Martial Arts, and naturally could not comprehend the despair of those who had reached the peak of Martial Arts but had no path to breakthrough.

But it's better to have a path ahead than none at all.

So Han Zheng was also somewhat interested in this so-called opportunity for godhood.

"You are also just at the Yang God Realm, how come you know so much about these things?"

Yan Xuankong arrogantly replied, "Although I was only a Yang God at that time, I was brilliantly talented and will surely be able to cultivate a Dharma Manifestation and step into the Heavenly Ranking, not too far away from the pinnacle of Martial Arts, so naturally, I am interested in such matters.

So when I entered the treasury of headquarters, I even specifically exchanged for the memoir left by Lord Yu Jiu Cang. I just wanted to see the thoughts and state of mind of Lord Yu Jiu Cang back in his day."

There were very few people in Yan Xuankong's life that he acknowledged, and Martial Saint Yu Jiu Cang was one of them.

Actually, his title should have been Grand Commander of the first generation of the Demon Cleansing Bureau, but this title is rarely mentioned.

Founding the Demon Cleansing Bureau was just one of his many achievements and not considered very significant, done in passing.

Calling Yu Jiu Cang the Grand Commander of the first generation of the Demon Cleansing Bureau was, in fact, somewhat glorifying the Bureau.

Titles like Martial Saint and First Among Contemporaries were the ones befitting Yu Jiu Cang.

After interpreting the murals, Han Zheng was just about to leave when he suddenly felt something was amiss.

His face changed abruptly as he looked around.

Han Zheng suddenly realized that Su Wuming had, at some unknown time, completely vanished without a trace!