Five Mountains Battlefield.
The dispersal of the hundred-mile furnace caused a huge stir, after all, the furnace had been looming under the sky for twenty years.
It had long become the pillar of faith for all the people of the human race.
Because this was the first time in history that the human race had defeated the divine weapons, evidence of overcoming the dominion that had existed for ten thousand years.
In the capital of Great Yan.
After Sikong Lun led the Anti-God Society to defeat thirty-five countries, he quickly returned to the Great Yan Dynasty and took up the position of prime minister.
Sikong Lun was well aware that Lin Yuan was the emperor of Great Yan Dynasty. After defeating the other thirty-five countries, he immediately began to assist the Great Yan Dynasty without hesitation.
For twenty years.
Under the rule of the Great Yan Dynasty, apart from the deterrence of Lin Yuan, Sikong Lun's skillful tactics also played a significant role.
On this day.
After reading the information in his hand, Sikong Lun suddenly stood up.
"The furnace disappeared?"
Sikong Lun looked at the intelligence report again.
"And His Majesty is missing too?"
A trace of worry appeared on Sikong Lun's face.
"Xu Chong."
Sikong Lun spoke up.
Xu Chong immediately walked in from outside.
"What's going on?"
Xu Chong asked with confusion.
"I want you to go to the Five Mountains Battlefield to find out..."
Sikong Lun hadn't finished speaking yet.
A gentle voice sounded beside him.
"Are you looking for me?"
Lin Yuan appeared in the room with a smiling face.
"Your Majesty."
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Sikong Lun's eyes immediately became moist.
"Emperor Yan."
Xu Chong saw Lin Yuan and shrank his head, afraid to speak.
Twenty years ago, on the Five Mountains Battlefield, his exclamation of 'Emperor Yan' spread throughout the battlefield, and countless people heard it.
Immediately after, Lin Yuan appeared and responded with 'Why are you shouting!', sounding a little displeased.
Therefore, for the past twenty years, Xu Chong had been suffering quite a bit.
Actually, Xu Chong felt quite wronged.
Clearly, it was Lin Yuan himself who said back then that when faced with an unstoppable situation, he could be called by this name.
At that time, the situation was indeed unstoppable, with the thirty-five divine weapons towering high in the sky about to devour everything.
"Your Majesty, I heard that the furnace disappeared?"
After a moment, Sikong Lun cautiously asked.
"How is Zheng-er doing now?"
Lin Yuan did not directly answer, but asked in return.
Zheng-er, also known as Liu Zheng, was born more than thirty years ago as the offspring of Lin Yuan and a 'Blood Refinement' female martial saint, under the soft persuasion of Queen Mother Wang Shangfeng.
As for why it had to be a woman at the level of a martial saint, it was naturally because Lin Yuan's physique was too powerful at the time.
Ordinary women, let alone giving birth to a child for Lin Yuan, couldn't even withstand Lin Yuan's essence.
Even a female martial saint, if it weren't for Lin Yuan greatly weakening his own essence, wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Finally, the female martial saint gave birth to a son for Lin Yuan, who was trained as the crown prince by the Great Yan Dynasty from birth.
"Crown Prince Zheng is intelligent and capable, no worse than..."
Sikong Lun originally wanted to say 'no worse than Your Majesty', but before he could say it, he felt it was too boastful.
What a joke?
Who is Lin Yuan?
For these years, he had been hailed as the first saint sovereign below ten thousand ages in the Central Plains.
Even if Crown Prince Zheng were extremely clever, he couldn't touch Lin Yuan's level.
"Then it's good."
Lin Yuan nodded slightly.
He didn't have much expectation for Liu Zheng, just to preserve the foundation of the Great Yan Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, about those divine weapons."
Sikong Lun asked cautiously again.
There was no way.
This question was too important.
"I have already shattered all the divine weapons."
Lin Yuan said casually.
"Shattered?"
Sikong Lun was slightly stunned.
"Can they be completely destroyed?"
Sikong Lun couldn't help asking.
"Divine weapons are born from heaven and earth and cannot be destroyed."
Lin Yuan said directly.
This was something that even the ancient god being from ten thousand years ago couldn't do, and neither could Lin Yuan.
"You're worried that after I'm gone, hundreds or thousands of years later, those fragments of divine weapons will once again gain consciousness and regain control over the world?"
Lin Yuan understood Sikong Lun's concern.
Even though they were far inferior to intact divine weapons,
Their actual strength far exceeded that of Blood Refinement Martial Saints.
At that time, without Lin Yuan, when the fragments of divine weapons caused chaos, there would be no one in the world who could stop them.
"Your Majesty is right."
Sikong Lun showed a bitter smile.
"It's alright."
Lin Yuan raised his right hand and gently pointed at the brows of Sikong Lun and Xu Chong.
Instantly, a large amount of information entered their minds.
This was a set of cultivation systems that Lin Yuan had perfected over the past few decades according to the existing cultivation system of this world, abandoning the flaw of only refining the physical body and also focusing on the spiritual soul.
This cultivation system was also influenced by Lin Yuan, with Martial Gods above Martial Saints, and Celestials above Martial Gods.
Normally, reaching the realm of Martial Gods would be enough to rival or even surpass those fragments of divine weapons.
Passing down this cultivation system gave hope to future generations of the human race.
With such a perfect cultivation system, even surpassing Martial Saints wouldn't be too difficult.
Every few decades, there would always be a few geniuses who cultivated to the realm of Martial Gods.
"Is this...?"
Sikong Lun absorbed the information in his mind rapidly, and his expression became increasingly shocked.
He immediately realized the terror of the cultivation system Lin Yuan had passed on to him.
Although it was generally similar to the original cultivation systems, Lin Yuan had added how to condense the 'spiritual soul' at each stage, causing the transformation of both the physical and spiritual bodies.
As a result, Blood Refinement Martial Saints were no longer the end point, but rather there were Martial Gods and Celestials.
According to the descriptions of the realms, the realm of Martial Gods was enough to counter those evil weapons.
This was simply unprecedented!
"This kind of cultivation system..."
Xu Chong swallowed nervously. He was a Warrior Commander, or more accurately, a Divine Weapon Commander, because the Sky-Cleaving Axe was already an intact divine weapon.
However, there were only a few commanders like him in the world, and they relied on the divine weapons inside their bodies. Without the divine weapons, they were nothing.
How could they compare to the cultivation system that Lin Yuan had passed on to him, which concentrated power within himself and, when cultivated to the end, was no worse than a Divine Weapon Commander and even had the effect of prolonging life?
"I, Sikong Lun, for the sake of the people of the world, thank His Majesty for his great kindness."
Sikong Lun knelt down on the ground with a heartfelt expression.
If suppressing all the divine weapons on the Five Mountains Battlefield twenty years ago was Lin Yuan's contemporary achievement, then passing on this cultivation system would be a timeless achievement.
From today onwards, all cultivators would remember Lin Yuan's kindness and could never forget it for their entire lives.
"Alright."
"Get up."
Lin Yuan waved his hand.
He didn't care at all.
This cultivation system was nothing to him. Passing it down was just to avoid seeing the future of the human race once again become food for the divine weapons.
After all, Lin Yuan was now also part of the human race, and the Great Yan Dynasty was also the dynasty of the human race.
Whether it was for personal or rational reasons, Lin Yuan would do so.
"There's one more thing this time."
Lin Yuan seemed to remember something and looked at Xu Chong.
"Huh?"
Xu Chong blinked, not knowing what had happened.
"Come out."
As soon as Lin Yuan spoke, a black axe flew out from Xu Chong's body.
It was the Sky-Cleaving Axe.
"Before I came here, I had already shattered all the divine weapons and evil weapons once, erasing their consciousness. You are no exception."
Lin Yuan grasped the Sky-Cleaving Axe.
The invincible divine weapon, in Lin Yuan's hands, seemed as fragile as cotton.
With just a light press, it turned into dozens of fragments, and all the consciousness inside was erased.
Although the Sky-Cleaving Axe had been refined by Lin Yuan and was absolutely loyal, Lin Yuan was not sure if there would be any changes after he left this world.
For safety's sake, no intact divine weapons could be left.
"Alright."
Lin Yuan glanced at the somewhat despondent Xu Chong.
"With your talent, if you cultivate the cultivation system I taught you, there is a good chance you will step into the realm of Martial Gods."
Lin Yuan added.
He had modified the cultivation system to mainly include the condensation of the 'spiritual soul'.
And Xu Chong originally had a strong spiritual soul, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become the commander of the Sky-Cleaving Axe.
"It's time to leave."
Lin Yuan glanced at Sikong Lun and Xu Chong again.
Then, his figure disappeared silently in place.
"Your Majesty."
Sikong Lun felt as if his heart had fallen into an abyss, as if he had forever lost something.
"No."
"We must immediately record that cultivation system."
Sikong Lun forced himself to focus and had someone bring paper and pen.
Then, he quickly recorded the information from his mind.
"Prime Minister Sikong, you're getting old. Shall I write it instead?"
Xu Chong scratched his head, feeling much better after Lin Yuan's reminder.
"No."
"This cultivation system is too important. I must be the one to write it."
Sikong Lun's eyes were fervent as he swiftly wielded the brush, continuously recording.
Two hours later.
Looking at the complete cultivation system before him, Sikong Lun was excited.
With this cultivation system, the human race would completely break free from the situation of being food for divine weapons for thousands of years.
Even if a complete divine weapon appeared in the future, the human race would have the possibility to resist, no longer being like in the past, begging for mercy.
All the humiliation and resentment would be obliterated under this cultivation system. From now on, the people of this land would stand up completely.
"Your Majesty."
Sikong Lun thought of Lin Yuan again, his eyes turning red as he murmured to himself.
In a hidden chamber for a thousand years, a lamp lit the room.
Outside the thirty-six countries of the Central Plains, in the far north.
This place was thousands of miles of icy cold. Even Blood Refinement Martial Saints could not endure for long in such low temperatures.
The extremely low temperature made this area a forbidden zone for life.
For thousands of years, no creature had ever set foot here.
However, on this day.
A figure slowly entered this place.
The extreme cold temperature had no effect on the figure.
Around the figure, within dozens of meters, it was unexpectedly warm and pleasant.
"This is it."
Lin Yuan stopped and looked around.
This was the place where the ancient gods had left their last footsteps according to the memories of divine weapons.
It was also where the ancient gods returned to their homeland.
"A spatial rift?"
Lin Yuan continued forward and vaguely sensed a spatial tearing force.
Before long.
Lin Yuan saw the source of the force.
It was an irregular form, as if a part of a painting had been torn off.
Faint gray gas floated inside.
"Is this where the ancient gods left from?"
Lin Yuan was silent for a moment.
Even just quietly looking at it, Lin Yuan felt an extremely dangerous feeling.
It could be foreseen that once he truly stepped in, there would be no hope of survival.
Lin Yuan stayed for a while and then decisively turned back.
Although he didn't know how the ancient gods entered, he was sure he couldn't do it.
If there was a chance of survival for himself, Lin Yuan didn't mind taking the next twenty years as a gamble.
But now, seeing that there was not even a glimmer of hope, Lin Yuan naturally knew how to choose.
With twenty years of time, with Unrivaled Insight, even if he just wandered around in this world, he could still achieve considerable improvement.
There was no reason to waste it on unknown death.
Time passed slowly.
In the blink of an eye, twenty years had passed.
During these twenty years, Lin Yuan traveled all over the Central Plains.
He witnessed the gradual prosperity of the Great Yan Dynasty and the widespread dissemination of the cultivation system he had passed on.
[Name: Liu Yuan (Lin Yuan)]
[Identity: Keeper of the Gate to the Myriad Realms]
[Bound Talent: Unrivaled Insight]
[Current Status: Consciousness Descended]
[Remaining Residency Time: One hour]
As the end of his residency approached.
Lin Yuan once again came to the far north, to the place of the spatial rift.
"Since I'm going back soon."
"Let's go in and take a look first."
Lin Yuan's mind moved slightly, and the Tai Chi field shrank, sticking to his body by an inch.
This level of Tai Chi stance was Lin Yuan's strongest defensive posture.
"Let's go."
Lin Yuan took a step forward and entered the spatial rift.
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