This is a reasonable request, and also a second attempt to probe the genetic code of the remains.

The Corpse Gene only produced one incomplete sacred technique.

'This old man, I think he must be hiding something. He can evolve into a battle body and an emperor's body. I don't believe he's only lacking the holy arts of the past.' Yaochi gritted her teeth and transmitted her voice to Li Changzhou using the 'Black Mist' skill.

"Favored Concubine" can use any of the "King's" skills, except for "False Victory".

Li Changzhou remained silent, focusing all his efforts on comprehending what he had learned.

The oath of heaven, which outlines the vows of the great way, inspired him, and he tried to weave a chart of destiny with the threads of fate.

Upon receiving Yaochi's telepathic message, he regained his senses slightly: 'His efforts to gather manpower and persuade others against a deadly battle, focusing solely on the saints on the Time Dam, reveal his confidence; he believes that aside from the Holy War, nothing else matters.'

'Has he already discovered your connection to [Saint Black Hand]?'

'Perhaps, perhaps not. No matter how powerful the forces of darkness are, without cleansing the soul, the Great Dao will not allow them to participate in the game of value. I am who I am, not anyone else.'

As for the ability to strip skills, it's the result of betting against the Great Dao and winning a small round.

The Saintly Fruit of a certain incarnation of the [Saint Black Hand]—[Emperor]—created the "Great Emperor Seal," which allows him to briefly seize the position of 'Victor' after countless attempts, and to unconditionally accomplish one task.

They must have tried the 'direct victory' strategy, but naturally, they lost.

After sharing the secrets and techniques, all the Celestials fell silent and focused on their cultivation, preparing for the upcoming great battle.

Because of the oath to the Great Dao, there is no need to worry about being ambushed.

Everyone present has achieved 'Great Perfection' in the Mother's Source Pool, possessing the ability of divine perception and extrasensory awareness. After a year of collective seclusion, which is a thousand years of divine perception time, they decided to take action.

"Our strength cannot be improved in a short period of time."

"He became a demigod after only half a year of seclusion... Perhaps there's no need to compete; one can become a saint through one's own efforts."

“You’ve been misled. Don’t forget what you’ve been through along the way. And being a half-saint is nothing compared to a saint. You’re like a grain of sand on a star compared to the entire universe.”

More than three thousand Heavenly Ranks have all been promoted to Half-Saints.

Three thousand half-saints!

Such a dreamlike scene prompted a certain demigod to murmur, "Three thousand demigods, that's enough to slaughter a saint."

But the next moment, he himself found it ridiculous.

"Everyone, let's go," said the Bone Gene.

“Remember,” the old ghost reminded him, “it is [The Sage of Yesteryear].

"Kill!" The three thousand half-saints left the Seventh Holy Temple and embarked on the holy path leading to the Eighth Holy Temple.

The chaotic light and shadow on the Holy Path began to evolve, gradually transforming into a human figure. The half-saints looked solemn and gripped the supreme heavenly artifacts in their hands.

The human-shaped light and shadow swayed, like a wisp of shadow.

Some of the semi-saints were terrified: "How strange! I feel that this is not a simulation or a reproduction, but rather the descent of some kind of will. The chaotic light and shadow are merely trying to conform to this will, shaping themselves into a body that fits it!"

Most people have this feeling to some extent.

"Could it be that the [Sage of the Past] is not dead?" a semi-saint speculated.

Many semi-saints felt a shiver run through their bodies. If that were truly the case, was the will that descended upon this place truly that of the [Saint of the Past]?

"Calm your mind." The fairy held up a stone tower. "Don't forget who opened this path, and who the examiners are."

Everyone remembered the saint who had entered the temple.

Even if they had met each other and seen all the stone carvings of saints, they still didn't know who the other was, but whoever it was, they could handle any situation.

Even if it were truly the will of a sage descending before us, the sage would be able to suppress it!

Li Changzhou knew that it was not the will of the [Sage of the Past], but rather that the [Sage of the Past]'s holy law was too strong, and when it was evolved by the Great Dao, its will was directly born.

In a sense, it wouldn't be wrong to say that the "sage of yesteryear" is still alive today.

With stable light and shadow, a man dressed in extremely ancient clothing stood alone in front of the assembled demigods.

Its form has fully materialized, but its face remains a chaotic shadow, occasionally turning into a cloud of black mist, yet it can never reveal any specific facial features.

"The sages are indeed powerful; even the Holy Path cannot fully reproduce them!" the crowd exclaimed in amazement.

At the same time, they also felt a little regretful.

If the value game is forcibly manifested, it must be the true form of the "Sage of the Past".

Visualizing celestial beasts can grant immense supernatural powers, let alone sages? Once one clearly sees the complete form of a sage, one can attain the most advanced visualization techniques by freely contemplating them.

Just like simulating Li Changzhou's breathing, one can obtain a breathing technique that is so powerful it is terrifying.

Of course, most living beings cannot withstand such visualization and breathing techniques; either their heads will explode or their bodies will burst.

"Let's all come at once." The Demon Lord stepped forward.

"Wait!" the True Dragon said, "Let me try to defeat a Saint in the Tribulation Transcending stage by myself."

The Demon Lord remained silent.

Among the semi-saints, some sneered, some remained silent, and some admired, but none of them stopped it.

Who would object to a true dragon actively testing the strength of a Saint in the Tribulation Transcending stage?

Zhenlong stepped forward, knowing he was no match for him, but he was also somewhat confident in himself. Over the past year, his progress in raising the sacred dragon had been very rapid.

He erupted right from the start.

The power of humans, gods, immortals, demons, monsters, ghosts, the progenitor of the Dao, and the five primordial saints all surged into the spine.

The Azure Dragon broke free of the human body, unleashing its supreme and powerful might. Beyond the Holy Path, the void transformed into chaos.

Then, even the chaos was separated by the light of the fist.

"Holy Dragon Fist!"

The true dragon unleashed this world-destroying punch with all its might.

Faced with this punch, [Sage of the Past] took a step forward.

"Bang!"

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