Cao Ya's heart skipped a beat, feeling a strong sense of threat, and he looked over solemnly.
At the gate, two men sat cross-legged. Their white hair reached their waists, and they looked to be around thirty or forty years old. They were handsome and extraordinary, but their faces were very weathered, as if they had experienced the vicissitudes of life and the coldness of human relationships.
Noticing that an ascendant had been brought over, one of them opened his eyes and let out a soft sigh.
As Cao Ya watched, the world seemed to brighten suddenly as one of the handsome men opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars filled his vision.
Very strong!
Cao Ya was shocked; this was at least a four-star expert!
The man who had opened his eyes also sized up Cao Ya, and surprisingly sensed a threat. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and then smiled, as if he hadn't smiled in a long time. The smile was forced and awkward.
"Not bad, you've only just ascended, yet you already possess the strength of a late-stage god." The man praised.
If every ascendant possessed such strength, with tens of millions of late-stage god-level beings, plus the native humans of the ancient world, perhaps humanity could already contend with demons and angels, only fearing the God of Light and Darkness.
The Light and Darkness Gods don't care about race; they only care about whether someone poses a threat to their existence.
Suddenly, the man sighed.
Those who ascend to immortality are remarkable, but improving their strength is not an easy task.
“Sir, he is the newly ascended member of our clan. For the next three years, his martial arts training will be entirely under your care,” the old man said.
"Understood, you can go now," the man nodded.
Upon hearing this, the old man smiled with relief and said to Cao Ya:
"From now on, everything is up to you. If you have any questions, you can ask the two waiters. I hope to see you become humanity's ace in the future."
As he spoke, the old man became full of anticipation.
To possess such strength so soon after ascension, comparable to a late-stage god-level being, is unprecedented in history. This demonstrates the unparalleled talent and brilliance of this ascendant. No wonder the old man was so expectant.
Cao Ya pursed her lips and nodded.
“Cultivate diligently and cherish these three years. Although you are very strong, you are still born in the lower realm, and your martial arts are bound to be imperfect, with loopholes and weaknesses. Moreover, in the ancient world, there are far too many powerful beings, such as the angels and demons.” The old man sighed.
Whew~~
The old man soared into the air, piercing through the clouds once more, transforming into a black line that disappeared from sight as it traveled back the way it came.
Then, Cao Ya walked to the side of the two temple attendants.
"Name?" The waiter on the left asked without opening his eyes, his voice devoid of any emotion.
"Cao Ya".
The attendant on the left extended one finger with his right hand and wrote two large characters in the air with a flourish: "Cao Ya," then asked:
"age?"
“Forty-four,” Cao Ya replied.
The waiter on the left paused slightly, but still didn't open his eyes. He nodded and said:
"At forty-four, to ascend to heaven at this age, you can rank among the top ten thousand of all those who have ascended throughout history."
As the attendant on the left spoke, he wrote "forty-four" in the air.
The waiter on the right chuckled, clicked his tongue in admiration, and said:
"You forgot one thing: after Cao Ya shattered, his strength had already reached the late stage of the God level, which is no less than yours or mine."
The attendant on the left suddenly realized, "Yes, this is no ordinary ascendant, but an ascendant at the late stage of the God level!"
Even considering they are the ones who oversee the Human Race's Martial Arts Temple, they are only at the late-stage God level.
But how long have they been training?
Tens of thousands of years? Millions of years? Tens of millions of years? I can't even remember anymore.
Finally, the waiter on the left opened his eyes, and surprisingly, all he could see was pure white, without a single black dot.
He sensed the power within Cao Ya's body, and Cao Ya did not hide much from him.
Immediately, the attendant on the left was horrified. Although the power was complex, when accumulated, it was indeed incredibly strong, almost equal to his own.
And this is the newly ascended Shattered One!
He immediately understood why the old sword slave had spoken that way earlier—he hoped Cao Ya would become the human race's ace. He had been somewhat skeptical at first, but now he suddenly realized the truth.
"Human race's ace is a Supreme level, at least the peak of the late God level. I hope you can reach that level." The attendant on the left spoke indifferently, yet with a hint of expectation.
Then, he clapped his left palm, and the line of words shot into the sky. When it reached about thirty feet above the ground, a transparent membrane suddenly appeared in the void.
The words seeped steadily into the thin film. As the film appeared, countless other words emerged. Then, all the words, along with the transparent film, disappeared.
Cao Ya looked up at the opportune moment, glanced around, and saw many names.
He saw a name right next to his own: "Feng Yun Wu Ji".
Therefore, in the post-ascension timeline of the universe, Feng Yun Wuji had already ascended, before me...
Cao Ya pondered. The appearance of the protagonist naturally meant the opening of a new era, and it seemed that the second war between gods and demons was about to break out.
But where has Fengyun Wuji gotten to now?
As Cao Ya pondered, the waiter on the left spoke:
"Alright, the registration is complete. Whether you want to learn magic or continue studying martial arts, go find him."
After speaking, the waiter on the left slowly lowered his hands to his knees and then remained motionless, all fluctuations disappearing. If Cao Ya hadn't been so perceptive, he probably wouldn't have been able to sense any trace of a living person's aura from him.
At this moment, the attendant on the right, whose eyes were as bright as morning stars, looked at Cao Ya and asked with a smile:
"Do you want to learn magic or martial arts?"
“Of course, it’s martial arts,” Cao Ya said.
"Do you know what magic is?" the attendant on the right asked.
"Of course I know," Cao Ya replied readily.
"Then why did you choose martial arts?" the attendant on the right asked in surprise.
"I'm pursuing the Dao through martial arts. If I don't choose martial arts, why would I choose magic?" Cao Ya said calmly. "Besides, all paths lead to the same destination. In the end, there's no difference between magic and martial arts. So why should I abandon familiar martial arts to cultivate unfamiliar magic?"
He thought to himself that there were many versions of himself in the many universes, and the cultivation systems were mostly different. As for magic, some of them were studying it on their own, especially Cao Ya in the seven-star [Primordial] universe, while Cao Ya in [Perfect World], [Covering the Sky], [Panlong], [Immortal Gourd], and others, their extraordinary cultivation systems were also very special.
[After Ascension] Cao Ya does not believe that the magic system of the [After Ascension] universe can surpass those of the greater universes.
Therefore, he naturally decided to specialize in human martial arts in the universe after ascension.
After all, a person's energy is limited. Cao Ya knows his own limitations. The reason he has his current strength is simply because he has too many clones, each researching unique things, and sharing power through the system space.
If it were him personally, he wouldn't have broken through the void from the world of "Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and ascended to the Primordial World yet.
“Although the paths to enlightenment are different, in the early stages, progress in magic is much faster than in martial arts, and it can achieve the same effect. Most of the ascended beings have chosen magic rather than continuing to cultivate martial arts. After all I’ve said, are you sure you still want to choose martial arts?” the attendant on the right asked.
"No need to say anything more, I'll choose martial arts." Cao Ya insisted on his opinion.
The waiter on the right glanced at Cao Ya, saw his resolute expression, and said nothing more. He stood up with a serious face and said:
"Alright, come with me."
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