In a certain place within the Wanjian Sect in Zhongzhou, an Elder named Ma Yi was meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, as a powerful aura surged forth, he opened his eyes in shock and excitement.
"Could it be the Sacred Body? The Primordial Sacred Body has emerged!" he exclaimed joyfully. "Since the fall of Xinghe Dadi, without the Emperor to oversee us and the Emperor Weapon to protect us, our Primeval Sacred Land has long lost its former glory. But now, with the reappearance of the Sacred Body, this is our Primeval Sacred Land's golden opportunity to rise again!"
He quickly sent out orders for all disciples of the Wanjian Sect to search for this genius who had awakened the Sacred Body and bring him to the Holy Land. Once found, he could be crowned as the Holy Son, enjoying the highest honors and resources of the Holy Land.
At that moment, similar scenes were unfolding in various locations. People were shaken by this mysterious and powerful force, all striving to find the genius who had awakened the Sacred Body.
Meanwhile, deep within the ancestral grounds of the Heavenly Emperor Holy Dynasty, Nangong Batian, who had been in seclusion for many years, also sensed this aura. He suddenly opened his eyes wide in astonishment. Gazing into the depths of the ancestral land, he saw a peculiar weapon lying quietly there, as if it were telling a story.
Nangong Batian murmured, "Our ancestors once said that when the Sacred Body appears, so too does the Emperor Weapon. Could it be that our Holy Dynasty is truly destined to rise in this lifetime?"
His words were filled with anticipation and determination, as if he could already envision a future of brilliance and glory for the Heavenly Emperor Holy Dynasty. And at the heart of it all was Ye Tian, the genius who had awakened the Primordial Sacred Body.
At this moment, Ye Tian was undergoing an unprecedented transformation. He slowly calmed the surging energy within him. His long-closed eyes finally opened at this moment, revealing a depth and power that seemed to shimmer like stars.
After merging with the Holy Bone, his realm had soared like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon, directly ascending to the Peak of Marquis. This was a qualitative leap that granted him immense power in a short time. However, faced with this sudden surge of strength, Ye Tian did not appear overly surprised; instead, he wore an expression of contemplation.
Seeing this, Su Yanran stepped forward and spoke softly yet firmly: "Ye Tian, you have only tapped into a fraction of the Holy Bone's power. This Holy Bone is an unparalleled treasure; its energy far exceeds your imagination. The remaining energy will lie dormant within you, awakening gradually as your strength increases."
Her words rang like a warning bell in Ye Tian's mind. He understood that while this power was formidable, it could not become an excuse for complacency. The fusion with the Holy Bone was merely a starting point on his path of cultivation, not an endpoint. He needed to work even harder to truly master this power and reach that unattainable peak of martial prowess.
Noticing Ye Tian lost in thought, Su Yanran's furrowed brow gradually relaxed. She knew that while advancing in cultivation was essential, refining one's mindset was equally crucial.
Recently, Ye Tian had made rapid progress in his cultivation; she felt both joy and concern for him. After all, if one's realm advanced without matching their mindset, it would be like building castles in the air—difficult to sustain. At this moment, seeing Ye Tian actively reflect brought her some comfort.
Beside them, Ying Ziyi quickly stepped forward and gently but firmly took Ye Tian's arm. This gesture stemmed not only from her reliance on him for safety but also from her deep appreciation for their bond.
Having spent these days together, Ying Ziyi had come to see Ye Tian as an indispensable family member. During the royal rebellion, she witnessed firsthand the cruelty and ruthlessness of power; her grandfather's sudden death struck her like a bolt from the blue, shattering her once carefree childhood. Moreover, Wang Bo—who had always lovingly protected her—met a tragic end in that storm as well. His departure cast an even darker shadow over Ying Ziyi's world.
Yet it was these successive blows that forced Ying Ziyi's young heart to grow amidst pain. She learned to be strong and seek hope even in adversity. For her, Ye Tian represented a beacon of light illuminating her path forward and providing warmth amidst despair.
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