In a world of myriad paths, divine laws reign supreme. Gu Chuan unexpectedly transmigrated to the Myriad Laws Continent, becoming the Sixth Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty. Already exceptionally gi...
"So strong, I feel like there is inexhaustible divine power flowing through my body."
Qing Feng was the first to wake up. The moment he opened his eyes, it seemed as if the whole world became clear at this moment, and his voice revealed irrepressible excitement.
After a while, a powerful aura gushed out from him again like a torrent, and the space trembled slightly.
This aura was even stronger than before. Qing Feng could clearly feel the divine power in his body surging like a river, constantly nourishing his body and soul.
At the same time, endless surging divine power flowed through his limbs and bones, as hot and warm as the scorching sun.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Tiangang and the other three also woke up from their breakthrough state one after another.
Their faces were filled with joy, and they all obviously felt the huge improvement in their own strength.
"The concentration of spiritual energy in the God Realm is indeed incomparable to that in the Human Realm. The difference is at least hundreds of times greater!"
Yuan Tiangang exclaimed, his eyes flashing blue light, able to clearly
See the spiritual energy and divine essence floating in the air.
His emotion was not groundless, because in the human world, the concentration of spiritual energy was relatively thin, and practitioners needed to spend a lot of time and energy to absorb and refine spiritual energy.
In the divine realm, the concentration of spiritual energy is extremely high, almost reaching a viscous state, which allows practitioners to absorb and refine spiritual energy more quickly, thereby improving their own strength.
Even a dog, if nourished by this spiritual energy every day, can become a strong creature in the mortal world.
"Huh? Someone is there!!!"
Yuan Tiangang clearly sensed something strange in his heart, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and his peripheral vision kept scanning the surrounding space.
When Ximen Chuxue, Sikong Changfeng, Qingfeng and Jiang Yuyan heard Yuan Tiangang's words, their expressions changed.
Their eyes met quickly, and then they looked in the direction that Yuan Tiangang sensed.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, like a soft hand, gently pushing away the clouds in the sky.
The clouds and mist dissipated, and the figures of Penglai Divine Sect's leader Xue Wuhen and great elder Cang Xiaozi gradually appeared.
They stood not far away, staring quietly at the people in Tianwaitian, without any words, only those cold gazes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls.
The two sides confronted each other, looking at each other, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.
Xue Wuhen's gaze slowly swept over everyone in Tianwai Tian. His eyes were sharp and deep, as if he could see through everyone's inner thoughts.
After a while, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.
"Yes, each of them has a strong aura and a very solid foundation. They are worthy of the turning point that the ancestor mentioned." Xue Wuhen thought to himself.
He began to recognize the strength of the people in Tianwai Tian and was filled with curiosity.
While Xue Wuhen was observing them, Yuan Tiangang and others were also observing him secretly.
A hint of surprise flashed across Yuan Tiangang's eyes. He used a special method to transmit a message to the other four companions in their minds: "This person has extraordinary cultivation. He is definitely a strong man above the True God realm."
Ximen Chuxue nodded in agreement, his eyes fixed on Xue Wuhen, as if he wanted to see more clues from him.
At this moment, Yan Guiren, who had been meditating, finally completed his training and slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if containing endless power and wisdom.
The moment his eyes met Xue Wuhen's, a surge of fighting spirit rose from his heart like a surging wave.
"Interesting, I didn't expect to meet a supreme god here." Yan Guiren raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, "I am Yan Guiren, may I know your name?"
His voice was calm and gentle, yet it revealed a majesty that could not be ignored.
Yan Guiren gently raised the magic spear in his hand. The magic spear in his hand was like a living thing, flashing with cold light.
However, Xue Wuhen, who was standing in the air, secretly came to a conclusion in his heart the moment he saw Yan Guiren.
"Eternal evildoer!"
This was his first impression of Yan Guiren.
Xue Wuhen's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He stared at Yan Guiren closely, as if he wanted to see through him.
However, in order to maintain his status, Xue Wuhen's face did not show much emotion.
He looked quite calm, even with a faint smile:
"The sea of blood is rolling across the sky, and the sound of the traceless voice is breaking through the light years."
"All enemies are like ants. I have dominated the world for 100,000 years."
Every word is like a heavy hammer, hitting the eardrum.
After finishing his introduction, Xue Wuhen turned his head slightly and bowed lightly to Yan Guiren, his movements elegant and natural.
"I am the leader of Penglai Divine Sect, Xue Wuhen. I am honored to meet you all."
After hearing the other party's divine poem, Yan Guiren was also slightly stunned, as if he did not expect that the other party could also recite poetry.
Reciting poetry is not an easy task, and it is not a skill that everyone can easily master.
Even if some people have reached the heights of the divine realm, they may not necessarily be able to recite poetry.
Reciting poetry is actually a way to summarize and conclude one's life. It is a way to cross the road of self-examination and achieve a perfect state of mind.
Only when a person's state of mind reaches a perfect state can he truly recite a good poem.
Once the state of mind is perfect, the path of cultivation will become smooth, and no gods, demons, monsters or ghosts will be able to interfere.
Moreover, reciting poetry has a special purpose.
That is, when fighting the enemy, recite your own poems, and these words will turn into a special power, making your body stronger.
This is a very rare ability.
"The wind is blowing, the road is cold, who will drink with me, who dares to guard the pass? The Yan Ji returned but the people refused to return."
After Yan Guiren finished reciting his poem, he clasped his fists slightly, saluted the other party, and then said:
"I am one of the Four Heavenly Guardians, Dong Yu Sheng Jian, and Yan Guiren."
"Oh?" Hearing Yan Guiren's words, Xue Wuhen was stunned. His eyes were fixed on Yan Guiren, examining him constantly.
After a while, Xue Wuhen slowly said, "Reciting poetry is a sign of the perfection of the heart test. Could it be that you have also passed the heart test?"
Yan Guiren did not deny it, but nodded calmly and said, "Yes, I have passed the test of my conscience, and my state of mind is complete."
When he was trapped in the realm of the six realms of reincarnation, he began to search for his conscience in that strange space.
It is precisely because of his perfect state of mind that he is valued by the master inside and is bestowed with the inheritance of the Heavenly Path, one of the Six Paths.