Daqin Zhentiansi

"Divine beasts possess bloodline inheritance and extraordinary talents."

"And what our human race relies on is only this great path of cultivation passed down from generation to generation!"

Venerable Cangming's tone became impassioned, filled with deep-seated pain.

Compared to the mythical beast race, the human race's heritage is far weaker.

Moreover, the Heavenly Palace secretly altered and emasculated the human race's heritage.

"How hateful is the Heavenly Palace's tyranny! They treat our human race like straw dogs, and they fear our human race's rise even more!"

“Looking at the core inheritances we cultivate, such as the Nine Revolutions Blazing Sun Technique, the Mysterious Ice Prison Suppression Technique, and the Wind and Thunder Guidance, they seem grand and righteous, bearing the name of being bestowed by the Heavenly Palace, but in reality... they are all like the Mysterious Jade Returning to Truth Technique that the Fire Marshal once deciphered at the Mysterious Jade Temple, which cannot lead directly to the Great Dao!”

Anger blazed in his eyes, directed at himself and at every Venerable One present: "Our cultivation methods have all been deliberately blocked at crucial moments by the Heavenly Palace through vicious means!"

"It may distort the hidden meridians and ancestral apertures, making the flow of true essence sluggish and difficult; or suppress the effect of refining spiritual energy, making cultivation twice as difficult and half as effective; or set up fatal misdirection at key bottlenecks, leading cultivators astray, or even causing them to suffer from qi deviation!"

"We...we have been stuck at the fifth, sixth, and seventh levels of cultivation for tens of thousands of years. No matter how hard we try, how much effort we put into it, it is still like an insurmountable chasm between us, and we can hardly fathom the mysteries of the eighth level!"

"Not to mention that Xingyun holds the power of the birth and death of stars, and Guixu creates the final realm that devours all things. As for the Primordial Venerable, whose words are law and whose mouth contains the law of heaven, we dare not even think about it."

The four realms of the Venerable One: Chaos, Starfall, Return to Nothingness, and Primordial Beginning.

There are many Venerables among the human race, but very few have actually reached the second stage of Venerable.

Even in the Void and the Primordial Beginning, it would be difficult to find more than a few guardians among the tens of millions of temples.

Compared to the powerful beings at the third and fourth realms in the Heavenly Palace, the human race is suppressed far too much.

Venerable Cangming's voice, filled with grief and resentment, echoed throughout the palace: "This is not due to our negligence or stupidity! It is because the Heavenly Palace has used the power of the Heavenly Dao as a shackle, forcibly severing the ladder for our human race to ascend to the Heavenly Dao! Locking up the path for our bloodline and soul to climb upwards!"

"This is... an unforgivable calamity!"

As he spoke, the atmosphere in the hall became as heavy as lead.

The other venerable ones all felt the same way, their faces showing deep sorrow, indignation, and bitterness.

The profound aura that once surrounded them now unconsciously revealed a hint of stagnation and cracks.

That was the invisible shackles that caused the pain from the incomplete cultivation method and the blocked path ahead.

Zhang Yuan listened quietly, his gaze like a deep well, slowly sweeping over each of the venerable ones whose faces were as still as water.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the "Golden Pearl of the Great Dao" silently rotated, and the profound ripples of the Thirteen Arts of Destiny quietly spread.

In an instant, all the shackles that the Heavenly Palace had placed in these core techniques—the Yangyuan Aperture was sealed off, the Yin Sha Circuit was erased, and the energy conversion efficiency was forcibly suppressed…

These castration methods, identical to those in the "Mysterious Jade Returning to Truth Technique," were all clearly reflected in his mind.

"The Great Way has not been severed, so the chains must be broken." Zhang Yuan's calm voice rang out, yet it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, dispelling the somber mood in the hall.

Without saying much, he looked directly at the Venerable One, who was dressed in a crimson Daoist robe and had a face as red as a jujube, and nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Chiyang, the crux of your 'Nine Revolutions Blazing Sun Technique' has been clarified. Please come and take a look with me."

Upon being called out, Venerable Chiyang's spirits lifted, and a strong glint of hope shone in his eyes: "I'll leave it all to Marshal Huo!"

The two figures flashed and moved to a quiet room that had been prepared in advance on the side of the hall.

The isolation array lights up, separating the inner and outer spaces.

Without hesitation, Venerable Chiyang sat down cross-legged and began to fully circulate the "Nine Revolutions Blazing Sun Technique".

Instantly, crimson light surged from its body, like a trapped beast running wild, and a fierce and violent aura filled the quiet room.

However, when that powerful seventh-level peak true essence reached the vital point of "Yangyuan Acupoint" three inches below the Tanzhong acupoint, it was as if it had hit an invisible wall of sighs and was completely blocked.

The fire surged and raged, but it always lacked the strength to make it through to that crucial step.

Zhang Yuan's gaze was like lightning, instantly piercing through the protective blazing sun true energy of the Crimson Sun Venerable and landing on the massive energy flow within his body that was surging like a raging river, but was blocked and obscured at a certain crucial point.

His voice was calm, yet it contained the profound mystery of the Great Dao: "The Nine Revolutions Blazing Sun Technique is extremely yang and strong, and should be like the great sun patrolling the sky, endlessly cycling."

"However, your Yangyuan Aperture is locked by the Heavenly Palace's secret technique, like the great sun imprisoned in a secluded valley. It has intense heat but no chance to rise and circulate. How can you possibly achieve the Nine Revolutions and glimpse the realm of falling stars?"

The Crimson Sun Venerable trembled violently; this was the very predicament that had plagued him for nearly a thousand years!

An incredulous light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Fire General's insight! The Yangyuan Aperture is as dark as iron, and I cannot budge it even slightly despite my full strength... This is a dead end in the technique!"

Zhang Yuan said no more and flicked his fingers lightly.

A highly refined dark golden light, imbued with the essence of the primordial chaos, instantly entered the dantian of Venerable Chiyang.

This light, like a chisel splitting the heavens and earth, pierced with unparalleled precision into the Yangyuan Acupoint, which was imprisoned by invisible shackles.

"Boom—!"

Suddenly, an unprecedentedly dazzling light erupted from the surface of Venerable Chiyang's body, and his entire being seemed to transform into a real sun!

The temperature inside the hall rose sharply, and the tables, chairs, and furnishings instantly scorched.

That light was not simply a heat wave, but contained boundless vitality and a sharp Daoist charm that could break through all constraints!

The shackles that had plagued it for millennia crumbled inch by inch under the chaotic golden light, like rotten wood.

The Yangyuan Aperture suddenly opened up, and the blocked true essence of the blazing sun, like a flood bursting its banks, began to operate wildly, following a new trajectory that was more in line with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

"Hooray—!"

The Crimson Sun Venerable couldn't help but let out a long, earth-shaking roar, filled with the ecstatic joy of breaking free from his cage and the exhilarating surge of power.

His body was enveloped in layers of blazing sun true energy, which transformed from golden red to a more restrained and profound dark gold color, as if it could melt stars. A powerful pressure far surpassing the previous one swept across the entire area!

He was so excited that his hair and beard stood on end. He bowed deeply to Zhang Yuan, his voice booming like a bell, echoing throughout the hall: "Divine skill! Fire General's three words cleared the way, and with one finger, he broke my thousand-year-old shackles!"

"I am deeply grateful for this kindness and virtue, and will never forget it! The eighth level of the Nine Revolutions Blazing Sun Technique, the 'Melting Star Realm,' has been achieved. I have found the path to the Great Dao of Starfall!"

His eyes burned with unprecedented confidence and ambition. The way he looked at Zhang Yuan was no longer one of awe, but rather as if he were seeing a revered mentor or a deity!

Outside the meditation room, the Venerable Ones sensed the blazing sun's Daoist aura that broke through all shackles and stirred the soul. The anticipation in their eyes instantly transformed into scorching heat and undisguised envy.

Chi Yang's powerful and ecstatic declaration resounded like thunder in their hearts!

It turns out that the shackles of the Heavenly Palace can really be shattered so easily!
Yue Zhenshan stood at the front of the crowd, silently watching the scene. His palms clenched tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

He had been stuck at the bottleneck of the half-step Venerable realm for far too long. Now, witnessing Chi Yang and others break through their realms, his desire for the Dao was ignited to the extreme. An indescribable longing and a trace of barely perceptible anxiety intertwined in his eyes.

As Zhang Yuan stepped out of the quiet room, his gaze swept over Yue Zhenshan's clenched fist, discerning the suppressed energy within him, as if suppressed by thousands of mountains and peaks, unable to rise.

His voice was calm, yet it clearly reached Yue Zhenshan's ears: "Fellow Daoist Yue, you are in charge of a thousand temples and care about the people. Your position is as heavy as a mountain."

"However, the way of mountains is not only about being heavy and unyielding, but also about having the virtue to bear all things and being in harmony with stillness and movement. You forcibly suppress the vibrant life of your own 'thousand peaks competing in beauty' with the intention of 'suppressing the mountain,' which is like binding your own hands and feet. How can you possibly reach the summit?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan pointed his fingers like a sword and pointed at Yue Zhenshan from afar.

A stream of chaotic energy, condensed from the earth's richness and the vitality of all things, silently entered Yue Zhenshan's chest, specifically the Tanzhong acupoint.

"Om-!"

Yue Zhenshan's body jolted violently!
It was as if an invisible, heavy mountain lock that had bound him for countless years had suddenly shattered!

The vast true essence within his body, which had been forcibly suppressed and appeared somewhat sluggish and heavy, instantly became incredibly lively and dynamic!
Countless illusory mountain images appeared, rotated, collided, and merged around him, emitting a rumbling Taoist sound.

No longer a deathly silence of suppression, but a vibrant life force pulsating with the earth's rhythm, with undulating peaks and the flourishing of all things!

An immense aura, far surpassing that of a half-step Venerable, surged into the sky like a volcanic eruption!

"This...this is?!" Yue Zhenshan stared in astonishment at his hands, feeling the new power surging within him, as if it could connect with the veins of the primordial earth. The bottleneck that had plagued him for hundreds of years had crumbled under Zhang Yuan's guidance and a light touch!

He took a step forward and stood firmly in the realm of the Venerable!
Its aura is as powerful as a mountain, yet it also contains a vibrant and ever-flowing spirit.

He suddenly looked up at Zhang Yuan, his eyes filled with extreme shock and ecstasy, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Turning stone into gold! Fire General is truly a god descended to earth! I, Yue... kowtow in gratitude for your life-saving grace!"

Without hesitation, he bowed deeply to Zhang Yuan, a gesture of heartfelt admiration!

Zhang Yuan's position in his heart had been elevated to an unparalleled level.

All the venerable ones around, including Chi Yang and others who had just broken through, were completely stunned by the sight of a core elder being enlightened to break through his realm with such ease. Their eyes were filled with almost devout reverence as they looked at Zhang Yuan!
Following closely behind, the green-robed female venerable of the "Mysterious Ice Prison Suppression Technique" and the white-bearded old man of the "Wind and Thunder Guidance" were successively enlightened by Zhang Yuan with words that were equally insightful about the origin and pointed directly to the Great Dao, and with the help of the power of chaos, their key points were opened.

The deep blue light flowed and swirled, concealing a hidden vitality; black electric patterns tore through space, leaving solid afterimages... The two of them broke through their cultivation bottlenecks in an instant, and they bowed in ecstasy, overwhelmed with gratitude.

In a short while, several Venerable Ones who had been struggling for many years had their doubts easily dispelled by Zhang Yuan, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun. Their cultivation bottlenecks were broken, and their future paths became clear!
The entire hall was enveloped in an almost dreamlike ecstasy and a deep-seated awe.

In their eyes, Zhang Yuan was already the embodiment of the Tao walking among men!

"The Fire General's deduction skills have reached a state of perfection, unheard of before! Such methods can be described as seizing the creation of heaven and earth!" Yue Zhenshan was extremely excited, his voice loud and clear, carrying the powerful momentum of his recent breakthrough.

He exchanged a glance with several other core elders who were equally excited, and instantly reached an unprecedented consensus.

"Fire General!" Yue Zhenshan stepped forward again, solemnly taking out a token that was neither gold nor jade, made of ancient material, and engraved with thousands of mountains and countless mysterious runes. He presented it with both hands, his posture extremely respectful: "This is the highest authority token of my Thousand Temples Guardian Hall, the 'Myriad Laws Pavilion'—the 'Thousand Mountains and Myriad Laws Token'!"

"The collection in this pavilion contains all the cultivation manuals, ancient fragments, geographical records, and even fragments of words from before they were altered by the Heavenly Palace, that our human race has been able to collect and preserve since its difficult survival on the primordial land!"

"Although most of them are incomplete or emasculated, their sheer quantity should be of some benefit to your understanding of the supreme Dao, Marshal Huo! I humbly request that you enter the pavilion to take a look!"

Zhang Yuan's gaze fell on the token, and he did not refuse.

He has always harbored a desire to explore the hidden history of the primordial human race and the possible primordial power that may exist.

"good."

He took the token, and in a flash, he disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of the "Wanfa Pavilion," an ancient stone tower shrouded in countless rune restrictions deep within Dingyue Peak.

The token flashed, and the heavy stone door opened silently.

Inside the Wanfa Pavilion, it was not as magnificent as one might imagine, but rather filled with the vicissitudes and heaviness of time.

The light was dim, with only the ancient fluorite embedded in the wall emitting a faint glow.

The air was filled with the scent of dust mixed with ancient animal hides and spirit wood.

Classical texts are not neatly arranged on bookshelves, but exist in various forms.

The piles of jade slips were mostly dull in color and had a faint spiritual light.

Clearly, it is a version that has been copied countless times, and the information on the techniques contained therein is mostly incomplete or shows obvious signs of deletion or alteration.

Ancient hieroglyphs and energy diagrams are engraved on the mottled tortoise shells and animal bones, exuding a desolate aura. Many of them are incomplete and difficult to decipher.

The tattered bronze pages are covered in rust, and the engraved runes have a primordial charm that is quite different from the world today, but most of them are broken or the characters are blurred.

On the faded, fragmented scrolls, scenes of giants battling ferocious beasts and moving mountains and filling seas are depicted. The powerful figures in the paintings are palpable, yet often only a corner of them remains.

Inside the sealed crystal lies a powerful but chaotic divine imprint, a fragment of the legacy left behind by some powerful individuals after their fall.

Zhang Yuan strolled through it, the "Great Dao Golden Pearl" within his sea of ​​consciousness shimmering with light, and the Thirteen Arts of Destiny were operating at full power.

His divine sense, like the most precise probe, swept across thousands of fragments of ancient texts.

He easily saw through the original structure of those castrated techniques and quickly deduced and restored them in his mind to the ninth, tenth, and even higher levels.

At the same time, he also saw how the ancestors of the human race struggled and searched for their lost power amidst their imperfections.

A large number of fragments of body-refining manuals, such as "Rock Body" and "Blood-Moving Strength," caught his attention.

Based on his own understanding of the "Ultimate Realm of Power" at the thirteenth level of the "Heavenly Gang Refining Form Method", he clearly realized that the human race in the early primordial era had reached an extremely terrifying level in the development of their physical strength!

It was never as weak as it is now.

The description of using pure force to break through laws and shake the galaxy is by no means fictional.

On some of the oldest and most fragmented animal hide scrolls and bronze fragments, there are scattered records of the earth-shattering artifacts once wielded by the ancestors of humankind.
Fragments of the Giant Axe that split the heavens.

An ancient seal of chaotic color capable of suppressing earth, water, fire, and wind.

Weaving the threads of destiny, manipulating the threads of time...

These records are vague, but they all point to one fact.

The human race once possessed innate primordial treasures that were no less powerful than, and perhaps even surpassed, those of divine beasts! (End of Chapter)