All Heavens: Start with the Heaven-Covering Sacrifice

Chapter 229: Shattering the Void, He Lang after Ascension
"I will break through the Nine-Layer Cloud Heaven Realm and live forever from now on. My fellow Taoists, the road ahead is long. I will go ahead and wait for you in the Immortal Realm."

On top of Mount Tai, He Lang, dressed in white, stood on the Jade Emperor Peak. He looked back at the world behind him and spoke in a casual tone.

Hearing his words, the people from the martial arts world on Jade Emperor Peak showed joy in their eyes.

This demon who oppressed the martial arts world was finally sent away by them! Since this demon entered the martial arts world, he has robbed the magic skills and secrets of various schools and sects, and even rode on their heads to bully others, making everyone dare not speak out.

“Go slowly, Dao Zun! I wish you longevity and immortality in the immortal world. It is a great pity that we are not talented enough to follow you to break the void.”

The unanimous words behind him made He Lang extremely satisfied. He Lang opened his hands and tore towards the void. Suddenly, a deep void crack appeared in the void. Pure spiritual energy came out from the void crack, making everyone on Kunlun Mountain feel as if they had taken a tonic pill.

He Lang sensed the vast world that appeared after the crack in the void, and without staying there, he walked into it and disappeared in an instant.

……

"Welcome to the ancient world. In the past 12 trillion years, you are the 17894565th Ascendant. As your guide, I hope you can survive this cruel era and truly become one of us."

He Lang had just arrived in Taigu after traveling through the void when he saw an old man opposite him speaking something to him.

what?
He Lang was stunned when he heard this: "Isn't this the fairyland? Why is it the ancient world? Am I in the wrong place?"

"Young man, you have too many questions. The fairyland? There has never been a so-called heaven. It is just a lie. This ancient world is a huge cage for my ancient human race."

When the old man heard He Lang's innocent question, he laughed coldly a few times, and his laughter was full of sadness.

The old man looked at He Lang ascending, his Qi was still vast and powerful, even more outstanding than the last person who ascended. There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, and he said to He Lang: "As the second person to ascend in the past ten thousand years, you can ask me three questions, and I will answer them for you."

Listening to this slightly familiar conversation, He Lang suddenly realized what kind of world this was.

No wonder he felt a great terror descending into his heart every time he tried to ascend. If it weren't for the fact that he had a constant stream of inspiration in his mind recently, which allowed his cultivation level to improve by leaps and bounds, leaving him a little confused. He would never ascend even if he died, thinking about ascending to find the answer.

"What was the name of the first person to ascend?" He Lang asked his first question.

When the old man in charge of receiving the ascenders heard the question asked by He Lang, he frowned and felt that there was something wrong with the young man's brain!

What he said before was so serious, but this guy didn't care about the situation in this world at all. Instead, he asked a useless question, which made the old man feel a little disappointed.

"His name is Feng Yun Wuji." The old man said lightly.

He Lang naturally understood the disappointment in the old man's tone, but he didn't care. Hearing the four words "Feng Yun Wuji", He Lang nodded. It seemed that the story of the ancient world had just begun.

After the old man answered He Lang's question, he waited quietly for He Lang to ask another question. However, he found that He Lang had no intention of asking any questions. Instead, he looked around the temple. His casual behavior made the old man, who had lived for countless years, feel emotions that had long been blurred by the years. He felt angry.

"Young man, your strength may be called invincible in the planes below the ancient times, but the ancient world is not as beautiful as you heard in the lower planes. You can be regarded as a genius for being able to ascend to the ancient times, but if you are still so arrogant in the ancient times, I don't think you can go far in the ancient times."

The thin old man stared at He Lang with a hint of warning in his tone.

He Lang looked at him with some surprise. Isn't this old man a man of few words? Why did he say so much in such a babble?

He Lang shook his head and said, "Old man, there is one thing you said that is wrong. I don't really agree with you. I used to be invincible in the lower plane you mentioned. Now that I have come to the ancient times, I will still be invincible."

He Lang's tone was full of confidence, which made the old man sense an indescribable breath. He couldn't help but recall the past and finally found the source of that breath.

When his life was still short, he also had this kind of aura, feeling that he could change the world and that no difficulty in the world could stop him.

That is the vigor of young people!

The momentary touch made him a little dazed, and he even sensed a hint of spiritual touch, which made his soul jump and his realm slightly loosened.

The sudden opportunity made the old man extremely excited.

"I used to be like you, but with the passage of time, I realized that there are too many things in this world that are beyond human control.

You may not know that in this ancient world, our human race is only the bottom of all races. Whether it is the gods in the heavens or the demons in the underworld, they all feed on our human race and oppress and enslave the ancient human race.

For billions of years, I have been hoping that someone could change this outcome. You Ascendants are the hope of our human race...

I have said a lot today. Since you have no other questions, follow me to the Martial Arts Temple. There are martial arts created by the geniuses of our human race. You can choose some to practice. In the next three years, the temple will help you grow. "

The old man calmed himself down and then reached out to take He Lang to the Martial Arts Temple.

"The old man will lead the way."

He Lang dodged his hand, which made the old man slightly stunned.

This wasn't him trying to show off.

Well! It's really pretentious!
However, he was not just pretending to be awesome, but was deliberately showing off his strength to make the next trip to the temple more convenient.

He has no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He thinks he is a tiger and there is no need to hide.

"You really surprised me." After the old man said that, he glanced at He Lang, turned around and flew away.

He Lang followed him slowly, which made the old man pay more attention to him.

The ancient land was extremely vast, and after flying for a while, they finally reached their destination.

A huge peak that was thousands of feet high and had a base area of ​​tens of thousands of square kilometers appeared in front of He Lang.

At the top of the giant peak is a flat land of several thousand square meters. On top of the giant peak is an ancient temple built entirely of huge stones. The gate alone is more than 80 feet high, and the doorposts are made of some rough huge stones. From the outside, the whole temple looks like a whole. On the top of the gate is an ancient seal character "Wu".

"This temple is the martial arts temple of our human race. The people you see outside are all ascetics in the temple."

While flying, the old man introduced the background of the temple to He Lang.

The old man brought He Lang to the gate of the temple, and then he respectfully bowed to the being sitting at the gate of the temple and said, "Sir, I have brought the ascended clansmen here."

Hearing the old man's words, the temple attendant opened his star-like eyes and looked at the two of them.

"Sword slave, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

After taking a look at He Lang, the temple attendant suddenly exuded a powerful pressure, pressing towards He Lang and the old man.

The old man was pressed to the ground with a thud, but He Lang was still standing on the ground, as if the pressure from the temple waiter had no effect on him at all.

A stream of pure air emanated from around He Lang, resisting the pressure from the temple attendant and protecting the old man in the pure air. As the pure air circulated, it directly dissolved the pressure from the temple attendant into nothingness.

"I am indeed an ascender who has just ascended to the ancient world. Fellow Sword Daoist did not lie to you."

The temple attendant looked at the pure energy surrounding He Lang and sneered, "Then how do you explain your magical powers?"

"Before I ascended to heaven, people in the martial arts world called me Dao Zun. I also gained these magical powers through my understanding in the lower planes. Why, can't you do it?"

He Lang spread his hands and said this with an expression that said "No way, no way".

The temple waiter had an indifferent expression and did not speak. His aura of oppression did not dissipate, but he did not take any action either. He just sent a divine thought into the depths of the temple.

The next moment, several vast divine thoughts came from the depths of the temple, and then a golden light appeared in the void, illuminating He Lang.

He Lang did not sense any malice in it, so he did not take any action. This light was a kind of detection spell, which could distinguish whether it was a human being from the breath of the soul to the origin of the physical body.

"He is indeed a member of our human race. Incredible, really incredible. Could it be that our human race has really waited for hope?"

"Younger clansmen, you are free to watch any martial arts and magic in the temple. I hope you will not disappoint us."

As a few divine thoughts finished speaking, a holy seal condensed in the void and fell into He Lang's hands. Several divine thoughts also returned to the depths of the temple.

A wave appeared in the ruthless eyes of the temple waiter, and then he opened the door of the temple and walked in with He Lang.

Despite such a big commotion, none of the practitioners outside the temple were alarmed, and they remained in deep ascetic practice.

And in the temple, there are many passages, and there are some more powerful practitioners, each of them exudes a vast aura.

When they reached the hallway, the temple attendant looked at He Lang and asked, "Dao Zun, inside is the place where martial arts and magic are stored in our human race's temple. You can observe them at will."

"Ah."

The saint opened the door for He Lang, and then He Lang walked in and disappeared in the vast sea of ​​books.

His divine sense instantly covered all the martial arts and spells in the temple. He memorized those martial arts and spells in his heart. Countless martial arts and spell knowledge was transformed into his foundation.

And deep in the temple, several figures were quietly watching what He Lang was doing.

It didn't take too long for He Lang to turn all the martial arts and magic of the temple into his own power.

The martial arts and magic in the temple were created by the ancient human race and have been left here generation after generation. Some are complete techniques, while others are incomplete and are just ideas. However, in He Lang's mind, these techniques are constantly being deduced and improved, transcending their original constraints.

"It seems that my wisdom really has no limit!" He Lang sighed in his heart.

After doing all this, He Lang walked towards a corner of the temple's martial arts hall, where there was a person who was carefully studying the secret book in his hand. He Lang guessed that he should be Feng Yun Wuji, the protagonist after his ascension.

Because the secret book in this person's hand is exactly the method that Feng Yun Wuji will use to dominate the ancient times in the future, the method of sword body with mind.

"Brother, are you going to practice this technique?"

He Lang walked to Feng Yun Wuji's side and suddenly spoke.

Feng Yun Wuji was watching intently when he heard words suddenly ringing in his ears. He subconsciously made a sword finger and sword energy shot towards He Lang. When He Lang realized where he was coming from, he quickly stopped.

"Be careful!" Feng Yun Wuji saw that He Lang did not react and quickly reminded him.

Then he saw that after his sword energy approached He Lang, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Brother, I'm sorry. You spoke so suddenly that I was so absorbed in my martial arts that I didn't react for a moment. My name is Feng Yun Wu Ji. How can I address you as Brother?"

Feng Yun Wuji apologized to He Lang.

"Just call me He Lang. I heard from the guide in the temple that someone ascended before me. I saw you in the temple just now and thought it must be you, so I came here specially to see you and get to know you."

Hearing He Lang's words, Feng Yun Wuji was stunned for a moment: "Brother, are you also the latest to ascend?"

"Yes, I guess it hasn't been long since we both ascended!"

"Then it is indeed fate." Feng Yun Wuji agreed with He Lang's words.

Continuing with this topic, the two of them had a very pleasant chat.

"I also think that this sword-body technique is more suitable for your swordsmanship. It is indeed a good choice for you to practice this technique."

Talking about the Mind Sword Body Technique, He Lang also evolved the Mind Sword Body Technique he had comprehended, which deeply touched Feng Yun Wuji.

"Once you have finished practicing the Sword Body of Mind Technique and the Nine Revolutions of Life and Death Technique, we can go out and travel together."

"Okay!" Feng Yun Wuji agreed immediately.

He Lang walked into the retreat area deep in the temple and met the owners of those powerful divine thoughts.

"Dao Zun, have you chosen the martial arts you want to practice?"

A skinny old man looked at He Lang who was walking towards him and opened his eyes. His gaze was like two suns, extremely dazzling.

He is the foundation of this human martial arts temple, a terrifying and powerful person who is close to the supreme realm.

"Already chosen."

He Lang did not say that he had thoroughly mastered those martial arts and spells.

"So do you think you are still invincible in the ancient times?"

This god-level being looked at He Lang dimly and asked in a calm tone.

"Of course, but I think the cultivation of the ancient human race is too backward. If we want to change the situation of our human race in the ancient times, we need to innovate."

He Lang looked at the old man and said.

(End of this chapter)