One month later.
In a secluded cave, a cultivation retreat specially created by the Primordial Divine Dynasty, the spiritual energy is abundant and suitable for cultivation.
Many prodigies from the original divine dynasties, including Li Ming, also secluded themselves here to cultivate.
This day.
A terrifying vortex of spiritual energy condensed in the sky, its powerful aura and profound Dao runes manifesting, causing the secret realm space to tremble violently.
"Your Highness, you've broken through again?!"
Within the secret realm, a prodigy from the Primordial Divine Dynasty exclaimed in surprise, then felt immense excitement.
"That's great!"
For most martial artists, even with ample resources, it takes several years, decades, or even hundreds of years to break through to the next level after reaching the Martial God realm.
But it's clear that Li Ming belongs to that very small minority.
In just one month, he had already broken through two realms.
As he broke through, a dense aura of chaos filled the entire secret realm.
This is also why many people in the country are happy.
Once Li Ming makes a breakthrough, they can also get a share of the profits.
This short month can be equivalent to several years of arduous training.
"Eighth level of heaven and earth realm!"
Li Ming opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with divine light, as if they contained all the principles and encompassed all phenomena.
One month of cultivation allowed him to catch up with others' decades or even centuries of time, a speed that can only be described as terrifying.
Moreover, and most importantly, Li Ming not only improved his realm, but also his physical body and primordial spirit. He basically no longer takes martial artists of the same realm seriously.
Taking on challenges beyond one's level is not difficult at all.
The only problem is that once you've mastered the art of swordsmanship, fist fighting, and knife fighting, it becomes quite difficult to make further breakthroughs.
Even if he has a high level of comprehension, it's not something he can grasp in a short time.
After all, once one reaches perfection, one possesses the ticket to immortality.
Of course, it's just an entrance ticket.
"However, judging from the days, the time for the duel should be approaching soon. I wonder what kind of entries this number one prodigy of the War Clan can bring me."
Just as Li Ming had the idea, he received the news.
They learned the location of the agreed-upon battle.
Previously, only the time had been agreed upon, but the location had not been decided.
Now, it's finally a date.
Li Ming glanced at the location, didn't think much of it, and gathered his men to go there together.
...
In the northern region, in the depths of a vast and boundless mountain range, lies a stone forest, with towering mountains and precipitous peaks.
Looking out, they resemble rows of divine swords standing tall, their tips piercing the clouds.
The deeper you go, the steeper and more majestic the mountains become.
"This place is a wonder that suddenly appeared in the Northern Region a few months ago. It is said to be the place of inheritance of an ancient power. Now that the world has changed drastically, it has manifested here, waiting for the destined one."
At the entrance to the Stone Forest, an elderly man with a long beard was stroking his hair as he explained to a group of people in front of him.
He is a powerful figure from the great sect of the Northern Region, Mount Penglai.
"Oh? Elder, what's so special about this place that attracts so many people?"
A young man asked curiously.
The long-bearded old man chuckled and said:
"This stone forest is amazing. Do you see that mountain peak at the deepest part?"
Even a martial god cannot reach the summit by shortcuts. Reaching the mountainside is enough to earn one the title of a prodigy, and one will receive blessings from the Stone Forest. The higher one climbs, the deeper one's foundation and the more exceptional one's talent.
The long-bearded old man pointed to the majestic mountain deepest in the distance, which was perfectly formed by nature and resembled a divine sword.
Has anyone ever climbed to the top of the mountain?
Upon hearing these words, the group of young prodigies were filled with astonishment.
"Of course... no. This place is rumored to be a training ground established by an ancient emperor. Even a powerful expert at the Unity Realm was unable to move this place. Many geniuses from the Northern Region have come here before, but none of them have reached the top. They were all quite far from it."
"If any of you can reach the summit, or even just the mountainside, or near the top, I will have the sect cultivate you greatly."
Upon hearing this, many people were eager to try their luck, their eyes filled with excitement. As long as they reached the mountainside, they could receive the Emperor's reward and be considered true prodigies.
Hearing their discussion, the long-bearded old man smiled and said:
"Don't think it's easy. The true disciples of the major holy lands have all come here before, and only a handful of them have been able to get past the halfway point."
"ah?"
Upon hearing this, many people did not believe that it was so exaggerated.
The true disciples of a sacred land are chosen from among millions of geniuses, meaning they are not even worthy of being called prodigies.
"That's too difficult... I know my own limitations. Even the senior disciples of the Holy Land can't do it, so what are we?"
Some people even backed down, feeling that with their limited abilities, going up there would only be a disgrace.
The long-bearded old man shook his head. If he were to back down now, what would be the point of practicing martial arts? He might as well go back to his sect and farm.
Soon, a number of confident young martial artists began to climb the mountain.
The long-bearded old man was also full of anticipation, wanting to know how good his disciples were.
It's good to dare to try.
Who knows, someone might be hiding their talents all this time, only to surprise everyone with their amazing abilities today?
"Boom!"
As soon as they reached the steps at the foot of the mountain, a burst of sword energy swept in from the summit, like a whirlwind, sweeping away everything in its path.
At first, everyone was able to face it calmly.
But the higher you go, the fiercer the sword energy becomes.
Even before reaching the mountainside, the power of the sword energy was already astonishing, and no matter how hard everyone tried, they could not neutralize it.
He was blasted straight down.
The expectation in the eyes of the long-bearded old man turned into helplessness.
"It's too difficult..."
"It's no human being to climb this; the pressure from this sword energy is immense."
The disciples who had just boasted about climbing to the mountainside were now blushing with shame. They used to call themselves geniuses in the sect, but now they realized that there are always people more capable than them.
Nobody expected them to be so incompetent; they were far from even reaching the mountainside, let alone the summit.
For a moment, everyone was dejected, but seeing several more groups of people being blasted down made them feel a little better.
"Boom!"
The sky rumbled, and in the distance, golden chariots roared, each carrying a figure radiating golden light and exuding extraordinary aura, with a large banner bearing the character "Battle" waving in the air.
"Is this the War Clan's War Sky Guard?"
The long-bearded old man was secretly alarmed when he saw this scene.
The War Clan is one of the most active ancient clans recently, with many disciples emerging and showcasing the powerful foundation of this immortal ancient clan to the world.
Zhan Tianwei is a legendary bodyguard who fought alongside the War Emperor, having slain kings, vanquished gods and demons, and made outstanding contributions in battle.
Of course, these people in front of us are just the current generation of Zhan Tianwei.
The selection process is extremely rigorous; any one of them would be a treasure of a major sect if placed outside.
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