Meanwhile, Cao Ya led everyone back to the human realm.

Zhang Tao and the others, who held important positions, had to return to stabilize the situation and handle affairs. After exchanging a few words, they flew away separately.

Shuxiang, on the other hand, decided to wander around this world, to see the various aspects of life, to explore the customs and traditions of the mortal realm, and to see how they differ from those of eight thousand years ago.

Everyone let him be.

Meanwhile, before the group left, Cao Ya called out to Fang Ping, Wang Jinyang, and Zhen Tianwang.

The gray cat that had always followed Fang Ping naturally stayed behind as well. It got a bone from somewhere and started gnawing on it, its tail held high, as if it were a completely different person from the celestial dog.

Fang Ping was speechless and could only look away.

"What's wrong, Ancestor Cao Ya? Is something the matter? It's not some emergency training, is it?" Fang Ping asked with a smile.

“If it’s for emergency training, I’ll keep Zhang Tao, Li Hansong, and Yao Chengjun too. Zhen Tianwang is too old, so I won’t keep him,” Cao Ya said with a smile.

"What do you mean? You look down on me?" the Heavenly King sneered. "When I was at the age of eight, you lot were probably still playing in the mud somewhere."

"What's the use of being old? Strength is the only thing that matters!" Fang Ping chuckled. Right now, apart from Cao Ya Daozu, no one else in the entire human race camp, not even the Zhen Tian Wang, could defeat him.

Even if we broaden the scope to the entire Three Realms, only a very few emperors can suppress him.

Today, Fang Ping has finally reached the pinnacle of the Three Realms!

To be honest, when he first started cultivating, Fang Ping never imagined that he could reach such a level today, competing with emperors and dominating the three realms!

Sometimes when he thinks about it, it seems quite dreamlike; even he himself feels it's not quite real.

"I am not strong enough?" The Heavenly King glared and puffed out his beard.

"The strength of the Heavenly King is indeed formidable, invincible among Heavenly Kings, sweeping aside all rivals! However, with a major upheaval imminent, even a pseudo-emperor at the ninth level seems somewhat weak compared to the Heavenly King realm," Wang Jinyang said in a deep voice. He was at the peak of the seventh level Heavenly King realm, confident of reaching the eighth level, and even feeling certain of reaching the ninth level given enough time. But the problem was—

He doesn't have enough time!

Even someone at the level of breaking through the Seventh Heavenly King or the Eighth Heavenly King would likely be crushed with a single finger in the upcoming decisive battle, when all the emperors attack and the Heavenly Emperor appears.

Whenever he thinks of this, Wang Jinyang feels extremely heavy-hearted.

"Daoist Cao Ya, why have you kept us here?" Wang Jinyang asked Cao Ya.

He originally planned to return to the mortal realm and immediately devote himself to cultivation, striving to break through to the ninth level and even reach the True Emperor level of over 50 million calories. In the great war that was bound to break out in the near future, he hoped to hold off an Emperor, and if they were to perish together, his contribution would be even greater.

But as the group of people left one after another, Cao Ya Daozu deliberately left behind the three of them.

Wang Jinyang was puzzled, wondering what Cao Yadaozu intended to do.

As for Fang Ping and Zhen Tianwang's banter, that's just their personality. Wang Jinyang's personality, however, is not like that.

"Yes, Ancestor Cao Ya, why did you keep us here? It's not like it's for emergency training. What is it for?" Fang Ping asked curiously.

"I'm going somewhere, so I asked you guys to come along," Cao Ya said with a smile.

"Go somewhere?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ping, Zhen Tianwang, and Wang Jinyang were all stunned for a moment.

Given Cao Ya Dao Zu's cultivation level, where would he need to call them along?

Suddenly, Fang Ping's eyes lit up. He looked around furtively, then, using his power to isolate himself from the outside world, he transmitted his voice:

"Ancestor Cao Ya, you wouldn't be planning to infiltrate the Origin Land to cause trouble or launch a sneak attack, would you? Hey, that's great! I wholeheartedly agree! You must take me with you, hehe, those arrogant and haughty emperors, I want to test their mettle!"

The Heavenly King frowned and said:

"It's a bit risky. Although none of us are weak, we can easily sweep through the Three Realms right now, but if we enter the Origin Land... if we alarm the Heavenly Emperor, I'm afraid we won't be able to come back. We'll end up like the other emperors, becoming prisoners of the Origin Land."

The words spoken by the Heavenly King were meant as admonition.

In this respect, he differed from Fang Ping.

Fang Ping's personality is such that he thrives on chaos; the more chaotic the situation, the better he can take advantage of it.

Wang Jinyang didn't speak, but frowned and just looked at Cao Ya. He believed that Cao Ya's every move must have a deeper meaning.

This is not blind trust, but rather the style and results established by Cao Ya's actions in recent years, which are truly convincing and worthy of sincere respect.

"Where did I say I was going to the source?"

Cao Ya was speechless. Seeing that Fang Ping seemed somewhat disappointed, he immediately burst out laughing:

"Don't be disappointed, the Thirty-Six Heavens of the Origin Land will be yours sooner or later."

Fang Ping rubbed his nose, thinking to himself, "What would I do with that thing? It's best to destroy it to avoid harming others!"

"The place I'm going to is a place you're all very familiar with," Cao Ya said with a smile, pointing to Fang Ping and Wang Jinyang.

"The two of us?" Fang Ping paused, thinking about how he met Wang Jinyang, and seemed to understand what Cao Ya meant, but he was even more confused.

"Cao Ya Dao Zu, are you referring to Yangcheng, the hometown of Fang Ping and me?" Wang Jinyang asked in surprise. He and Fang Ping had the same thought, and of course, they were equally confused.

"What's so special about that place? Hmm, wait a minute!" The King of Zhentian was initially noncommittal, but then he suddenly realized something, frowned, and said, "Yangcheng is such a small place, not a big city, and the population isn't large. How did these two guys suddenly appear one after another? And they can even be considered peerless geniuses of the same generation!"

"The odds are too small. Given your situation, it's harder than winning the lottery ten times in a row."

As Zhen Tianwang spoke, he suddenly wondered if there was some special secret about Yangcheng.

"Hey, old town resident, I didn't know you bought lottery tickets," Fang Ping said with a grin.

"Get lost!" the King of Zhentian said irritably. This kid Fang Ping is so ignorant. What can't I do? I've lived for tens of thousands of years, do you really think I've lived like a pig?

Ugh, ptooey, ptooey!!! Why am I calling myself a pig?

The Heavenly King felt he was too old to stoop to the level of a young man like Fang Ping.

"Yangcheng, is there really some secret?" Wang Jinyang asked softly.

Fang Ping stopped joking and his expression turned serious.

One thing he was very worried about was his system, which had been with him since he transmigrated. Now it seemed that this system was created by the top experts of the Three Realms and was connected to the corpses of the Three Emperors. Perhaps it was the mastermind behind the killing of the Three Supreme Emperors!

Wang Jinyang is the reincarnation of the War Emperor. He is also in Yangcheng and is Fang Ping's senior. He is Fang Ping's mentor on the path of martial arts. Fang Ping respects Wang Jinyang very much.

If anyone dares to use us as pawns... damn it, I'll flip the chessboard over, no matter what your schemes are, I'll overturn them all first... I'm not going to play any games of strategy with you, it's too boring...

Now, I can barely be considered a king, and I have the power to overturn the chessboard...

Fang Ping gritted his teeth, his killing intent palpable.