Yuan Zhexian stood quietly in place, his gaze fixed on the ethereal clouds in front of him, pondering to himself.
After a moment, he nodded slightly and said solemnly, "Alright! Senior, since you trust me so much, if that day ever comes, I will keep my promise and take your divine consciousness back to your homeland so that you can be reincarnated smoothly in this endless cycle of reincarnation."
As soon as he finished speaking, a slight gust of wind was heard, followed by Sheng Hong's grateful voice: "I hope you will always keep this promise. Thank you in advance..."
However, before Yuan Zhexian could respond, the voice receded rapidly like a tide, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Just then, the once calm sea of clouds suddenly rippled, and a dazzling white light burst forth from the void.
Within the light, three beams of light, radiating a holy aura, could be faintly seen slowly emerging.
At the same time, a bead shimmering with mysterious purple light and a piece of flawless white ancient jade also appeared one after another, quietly floating in mid-air, like three dazzling stars.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhexian's eyes flashed with delight. Without hesitation, he stretched out his right hand and gently waved it toward the three items.
Instantly, an invisible force surged from his palm, drawing the cultivation manual, the beads, and the ancient jade to his front.
Yuan Zhexian carefully examined the three items in his hands. The first thing that caught his eye was the cultivation manual that emitted a white light. Its cover was engraved with some ancient and obscure runes, which faintly exuded a powerful aura.
Then, he turned his gaze to the purple bead. The bead was perfectly round and smooth, with a faint purple aura flowing across its surface, giving it a mysterious and unpredictable feel.
The purple bead lay there quietly, looking no different from any other bead.
However, when he gently held it, a strange feeling arose spontaneously.
It was as if a mysterious and unpredictable force had quietly enveloped him, isolating him from the outside world.
Apart from that, there are no other obvious special features.
Then, he turned his gaze to the cultivation manual next to him.
On the cover of this manual, four large, golden characters caught the eye: "Creation Heavenly Scripture".
These four characters leap off the page like dragons and phoenixes dancing, exuding a breathtaking aura.
Yuan Zhexian took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and carefully and slowly integrated his soul and consciousness into the "Creation Scripture".
Just then, a deep, majestic, ancient voice suddenly rang out: "A single thought creates, a single idea transforms. All living beings in this world follow my path."
The sound, like a resounding bell, echoed endlessly deep within his mind, stirring his soul.
Yuan Zhexian murmured to himself, repeatedly reciting the phrase: "A single thought creates, a single idea transforms. All living beings in this world, take me as your guide..."
With each repetition, his understanding of this sentence deepened.
"The common people of this world, I take myself as the path... What a fine example of taking oneself as the path!"
"I never expected that this cultivation method would be based on the concept of transforming oneself into the Great Dao."
"Judging from its momentum and profound meaning, it is probably no less powerful than my Eternal Immortal Scripture!" Yuan Zhexian thought to himself in amazement.
Then, Yuan Zhexian's gaze slowly shifted to the last piece of ancient jade that emitted a mysterious light.
After gazing at it for a moment, he solemnly said, "This ancient jade must be a manifestation of your divine consciousness."
"Rest assured, I will do my utmost to bring you back to your homeland and allow you to reincarnate."
After speaking, Yuan Zhexian waved his hands, and the three precious items, as if drawn by an invisible force, quickly flew into his sea of consciousness and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhexian slowly stood up, his posture as upright as a pine tree, as if containing endless power.
Then, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his whole body soared into the air like a light bird, speeding away outside.
When Yuan Zhexian reappeared, he was already outside the third level.
At this moment, the Tai'a clan elder and Yuan Haoran and others had been waiting for a long time.
Upon seeing Yuan Zhexian emerge, they immediately swarmed around him, eagerly inquiring, "Divine Child, have you successfully obtained the legendary Dharma Emperor's Technique?"
Yuan Zhexian smiled slightly, nodded gently, and said slowly, "This technique has already been engraved into my sea of consciousness. This matter is now settled. Everyone, let's go out together."
Upon hearing this, the group of human powerhouses, who had been feeling uneasy, immediately felt relieved.
After all, for them, no matter who ultimately gets their hands on this Dharma Emperor's cultivation technique, as long as it doesn't fall into the hands of those ferocious beast races, everything will be fine.
And so, the powerful humans turned and left, departing from the Emperor's tomb.
Just then, Tai'a Qingcheng, with a strange expression on her face, gazed at Yuan Zhexian with her beautiful eyes and said softly, "Yuan Shenzi, I look forward to seeing you again. Farewell for today, until we meet again."
After speaking, she bowed slightly, her graceful figure resembling a blooming lotus flower, exuding captivating charm.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhexian quickly cupped his hands in response and said, "Very well! When we meet again in the future, we will surely drink and make merry."
As the words fell, the Supreme Elder of the Tai'a Clan led Tai'a Qingcheng and Tai'a Yubai away slowly.
Their figures gradually faded into the distance, eventually disappearing into the distant horizon.
After the Tai'a clan left, Yuan Zhexian turned around and faced the crowd behind him. With a solemn expression, he said, "Everyone, this matter concerning the Dharma Emperor is quite complicated. Many of the secrets will only become clear after we return to our clan and discuss them with our ancestor."
After saying that, he waved his hand and led everyone out of the tomb of the French emperor.
However, when they arrived at the entrance to the cemetery of the French emperors, the scene before them was shocking.
This place has become a living hell, with human corpses lying everywhere, both on the ground and in the vast starry sky of the border region.
Some corpses were intact, while others had been reduced to severed limbs. Blood stained the earth, and the air was filled with a strong stench of blood.
Those humans who had survived by sheer luck were now filled with rage, their eyes blazing as they stared intently at their enemies.
Their clothes were torn, they were covered in blood, and they gripped their weapons tightly, as if they were ready to fight a life-or-death battle with the enemy at any moment.
Just then, the ninth-level Saint Realm expert who had just been on the third floor of the Emperor's Tomb quickly walked up to an old man, respectfully bowed, and then reported: "My lord, after this fierce battle, although we have killed many human experts, we still have not found out who obtained the Emperor's technique."
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