Li Ming could see that beneath the chaotic sea, in the myriad realms and endless universe, streams of dark demonic energy were burgeoning. Under the influence of this demonic energy, some ancient, primordial, and even more distant terrors were revived, and powerful races such as humans, demons, dragons, and phoenixes were corrupted and became new great demons.

Even across countless times and spaces, one can almost hear that endless wailing, sending chills down one's spine.

Chaos reigned throughout the heavens, the Great Dao was lost, immortals, gods, and Buddhas all lost their positions, cultivation became incredibly difficult, and among the myriad races, powerful beings still began to vie for supremacy and slaughter each other, staining the starry sky red with blood. Coupled with the rampant spread of demons, countless lives suffered immensely.

Seeing the suffering of all living beings in the myriad realms, you were moved with compassion and used a drop of your essence blood to create millions of avatars, which then traveled to different worlds.

Suddenly, Li Ming found himself surrounded by lines of text and numerous images.

In countless times and worlds, this drop of golden blood multiplied as it fell.

At this moment, Li Ming also didn't know how "he" had managed to do all of this.

[These incarnations were all martial arts prodigies, possessing powerful blood and energy upon their birth, thus attracting many demons. Among them, 600,000 of your incarnations perished.]

Eighty years have passed. Of your remaining 400,000 avatars, 100,000 have died, leaving 300,000. These 300,000 avatars have all grown into highly skilled martial artists, making a living by eliminating demons and monsters, never slacking off.

In an instant, countless images flashed before Li Ming's eyes. Not all of these avatars had transformed into humans. Some were of extraordinary origin, some were of ordinary origin, and some died tragically on the day they were born.

"So tragic..."

At that moment, Li Ming's heart skipped a beat.

These incarnations all seemed to have started practicing martial arts and slaying demons without prior agreement.

Some incarnations even achieved the status of Celestial Martial Saint in a very short time, enabling them to protect the people of a nation.

Of course, there are also unfortunate incarnations who encountered terrifying demons early on, dying on the spot or being seriously injured, and were no longer able to cultivate.

"Will doing this make any difference?"

Li Ming shook his head, feeling it was all in vain.

The myriad realms are vast. Although "he" possesses extraordinary strength, enough to rival the Heavenly Emperor, he is ultimately not a person of this era. The price of defying the heavens is high, and therefore he cannot do too much.

However, these incarnations possess extraordinary talents. As long as they are not too unlucky and encounter a great demon before they have fully grown, they can generally grow stronger.

"etc……"

Li Ming suddenly saw the embodiment of one of the scenes.

Although he was unable to cultivate himself, he began to recruit disciples and teach martial arts.

Because of his early prestige, he gained the admiration of countless people, and gradually, martial arts spread.

This is a path that can be practiced in this degenerate age, and therefore it spreads extremely quickly.

Over the past century, martial arts have become the primary path of cultivation for hundreds of millions of people in this world.

Li Ming suddenly realized that martial arts did not seem to be popular at this time.

You realized that simply slaying demons and monsters wasn't very meaningful, so these martial arts masters began taking on disciples and passing on their skills in their spare time... You founded one martial arts sect after another.

In the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

Martial arts flourished.

Ten thousand years have passed, and an immortal-level powerhouse has been born. He saw you, understood, and called you... Martial Ancestor.

A million years have passed... and the ancient river of martial arts has been born.

All of this happened so fast that Li Ming was somewhat dazed.

With just a thought, he saw the rise of martial arts, with all races beginning to cultivate it, until finally, in an ancient realm, a peerless genius subdued all living beings and achieved immortality in one fell swoop.

Then, he saw emperors and kings rise up, attain enlightenment, suppress the great demons, and usher in a golden age.

However, even these powerful beings who have attained enlightenment will face a great calamity every Yuanhui. They defy fate and fight against it, and some even fall into the demonic path, causing turmoil.

Until one day, the long river of martial arts was opened.

Li Mingzheng sat high at the source of all things, witnessing the rise and fall of dynasties throughout the ages. Countless martial arts secrets flowed through his mind, and giant waves surged on the long river of martial arts.

On that long river, Li Ming saw countless martial arts techniques throughout history, from their initial form to their mastery and perfection.

There are ordinary martial arts, superior skills, martial god techniques, and even imperial scriptures...

Martial arts flourished throughout the heavens, and the name of the Martial Ancestor spread throughout the myriad realms.

...

"You're awake... a hundred years have passed."

When Li Ming slowly opened his eyes, Wang Yuanshi appeared in front of him, pulling him back from his thoughts.

"?"

Li Ming frowned.

Really?

Seeing that Li Ming seemed startled, Wang Yuanshi laughed:

"Haha, not a hundred years, but it's been over a month. I almost thought you wouldn't wake up..."

"..."

Li Ming rolled his eyes at Wang Yuanshi, not wanting to pay him any attention.

In his dream, he saw the long river of martial arts and wanted to observe the Dao of those great emperors and supreme beings throughout the ages, but unfortunately, it was just a fleeting glimpse, and he did not comprehend anything.

Even so, the experience of entering the dream had a huge impact on him, and some of the gains were unimaginable.

I dreamt of returning to ancient times, experienced many things, and gained a deeper understanding of martial arts.

He was beginning to understand some of the things that were happening to him.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the blue lotus still exuded a rich aura of creation, yet communication with it remained impossible.

The Azure Emperor Wood Seal has become increasingly mysterious and powerful, already showing some of the splendor of an imperial weapon. Although it is no longer at its peak, it is estimated to have recovered about 30%.

"Can't you see it...?"

Li Ming stood up and looked up at the sky. He saw a clear blue sky and longed to see the long river of martial arts, but unfortunately, he no longer had the great power he had in his dreams.

Having wandered through ancient times for countless years, some memories have become blurred.

Li Ming knew that this was a form of protection for him. These memories were too vast, and if he were to accept them all at once, he probably wouldn't be able to handle them with his current cultivation level.

Are you alright?

Wang Yuanshi said solemnly.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone sleep for so long.

In the past, people who entered the dream would wake up within seven days at most, and within a few hours at the shortest.

"fine."

Li Ming let out a soft breath, feeling as if an invisible hand was pushing everything along.

Your heart is in turmoil.

Wang Yuanshi's cold voice rang out as he walked to Li Ming's side and patted Li Ming's shoulder, instantly sobering Li Ming up considerably.

"I feel a little dazed, and a little touched..."

Li Ming calmed his mind and cleared his mind of distracting thoughts.

The reason he had so many distracting thoughts was the endless impact of the memories in his dream. Even though he only had a few memories, they made his mind unstable, which is a major taboo in cultivation.

If Wang Yuanshi hadn't used his secret technique to remind him, he probably would have needed more time to recover.

"What did you see in your dream? With your talent and luck, it must have been an extraordinary experience, right?"

Wang Yuanshi asked with some curiosity.

The main reason he was able to grow up was his first experience of entering a dream.

And he also knew that the first time was the most important one.

"I think I'm quite an extraordinary person too."

Li Ming pondered for a moment.

"Incredible! Does it have the same majesty as me, the Heavenly Venerable?"

Wang Yuanshi snorted, somewhat disdainfully.

"Hiss... I don't know. I remember someone suddenly ran up to me and called me... Martial Ancestor."

"..."