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Chapter 424 A Brand New Diagram, All Laws Return to One!
The old street in Qingjian City.

The afternoon sun lazily spilled between the slightly old buildings.

It gives the gray walls a warm gold coating.

The streets were busier than usual.

In the shop windows along the street, screens of all sizes are locked on the same channel.

Federal News is broadcasting a special live stream ahead of the launch of the Maritime Great Wall strategy.

on the screen.

A torrent of steel is converging along the Federation’s long coastline.

An army of extraordinary individuals from all corners of the country.

Wearing different types of combat uniforms, they were in high spirits and exuded a murderous aura.

They may be traveling in formations aboard the cutting-edge Xuanjia-1 type shuttle.

Like a migrating, giant metal bird, it swept across the city.

Or they ride in heavy transport vehicles, forming an endless long line on the wide main road.

Even more extreme, some rely solely on the martial artist's leg strength, with their qi and blood flowing together, resulting in perfectly synchronized steps.

"Look! It's the Surge Legion from Raging Waves City! Their azure battle robes are so cool!"

"Over there! Over there is the Sandstorm Guard of Loulan City in the Western Desert. I heard that they can all fight Sand Scorpion Ghosts with their bare hands in the desert!"

"And there are people from Qingjian too, hey, my neighbor's kid is in there! He's really made something of himself!"

Crowds lined both sides of the street, craning their necks, pointing at the screen, and discussing amongst themselves.

His face beamed with pride.

Deep in their eyes, however, lay a trace of worry about the unknown battlefield.

On the street corner, there was an old man wearing a faded old military uniform with several faded medals pinned to his chest.

He sat on a small stool in front of his own grocery store.

He stood ramrod straight, his cloudy eyes fixed on the large screen hanging in the appliance store across the street.

On the screen, a spectacular video of a legion trekking across the wilderness was playing.

Countless martial artists surged forth like a black tide.

Silently and resolutely, they surged towards the distant sea.

As the old man watched, he couldn't help but wipe his eyes and said to his several grandchildren who were around him, "Back when I participated in the Federation's unification war, when I went abroad to fight, except for a short distance when I could hitch a ride on a transport plane, the rest of the time I relied entirely on my own two legs! Crossing mountains and valleys, eating sand and snow, nothing like the grandeur we have now, with shuttles and vehicles everywhere."

He clicked his tongue, his face full of reminiscence and a hint of barely perceptible regret: "What a pity, I wasn't born in your good era, I missed the time when I could practice martial arts, these old bones of mine are useless now."

"You little brats, you'd better train like crazy from now on! Don't be afraid of hardship or fatigue! Train yourselves to a high standard, and become killers on the Great Wall of the Sea, protecting our homeland for your father and our family! Do you hear me?!"

The children seemed to understand, but seeing their grandfather's unusually serious expression, they all nodded their little heads earnestly.

In this era, money and power are still important.

But extraordinary power is the true hard currency for measuring personal value and social status.

It is the passport to the top of the pyramid.

Although basic martial arts education has been widely implemented, only a minority can truly step into the realm of martial arts.

The legions on the screen, numbering in the tens or hundreds of thousands, seemed enormous.

This can be spread across the federal population of tens of billions.

They are still among the best, one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand.

However, just as people were immersed in the grandeur of the expedition and the contemplation of the future...

A clear, childlike voice suddenly broke the atmosphere.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Look! There are stars in the sky! So many stars have fallen down!"

A little girl with pigtails tugged hard at the old man's sleeve.

With her other finger pointing to the sky, her little face was full of surprise.

At first, the adults didn't take it seriously.

After all, sometimes you can indeed see a very bright star during the day.

However, someone looked up with a smile.

But the words that were about to come out caught in his throat.

Then, more children started shouting.

"Not stars! They're flowers! Flowers that glow!"

"Really? It's so beautiful!"

More and more people are subconsciously looking up at the sky.

This sight was like the first domino to fall, and exclamations of surprise quickly spread throughout the street and even the entire city of Qingjian.

Above the azure sky, countless points of light began to fall gently and steadily.

From a distance, those points of light looked like fallen stars, trailing faint tails of light.

But as they drifted closer, people could see them clearly.

They were actually lotus flowers, crystal clear, as if carved from crystal or glass.

The center of each lotus flower.

Each petal was enveloped by an even more dazzling starlight, its petals unfurling and slowly rotating as it descended from the sky.

Sunlight shines through these delicate star-shaped lotuses, refracting a dreamy and enchanting glow.

"What is this? A new holographic projection technology?"

Some young people subconsciously took out their phones to take pictures, muttering to themselves.

"It doesn't feel like it at all, it feels so real!"

The person next to him squinted, trying to see more clearly.

Some people also felt uneasy.

"Could this be a new trick from the Ghost of Fate? Quick! Get home!"

A few vigilant people turned pale and tried to hide inside the house with their families.

While most people were surprised, they were not overly panicked.

After all, this is within the city's force field. If it were truly an enemy attack, the Bureau of Justice's alarms would have already sounded throughout the city.

Moreover, the aura emanating from the star lotus was not at all evil or violent.

Instead, it carries an indescribable gentleness and peace.

It makes people instinctively feel close to it.

Right under the spotlight.

The first star lotus finally landed gently in the palm of a young man who couldn't help but reach out.

The crystal-clear lotus petals felt cool to the touch, but were not hard; instead, they had a strangely soft texture.

The starlight at the center trembled slightly, like a drop of water dissolving into a sponge, and instantly disappeared into the young man's palm, traveling up his arm and finally vanishing between his eyebrows.

The young man froze, stunned.

His eyes went blank for a moment.

Everyone around him held their breath and watched him nervously.

Just a second later, the young man suddenly came to his senses.

His face first showed extreme disbelief, which was then replaced by ecstasy.

He clearly felt a pure, gentle yet immense energy spreading within his body, and his stagnant blood and qi spontaneously accelerated their circulation.

His voice trembled with excitement.

He suddenly looked up at the countless star lotuses still falling from the sky, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

"These flowers! These flowers can increase martial arts cultivation!"

The sound was like a spark thrown into a pot of oil, instantly igniting the entire street!

"What?! Increase my cultivation level?!"

"real or fake?!"

"Quick! Catch them!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

The initial amazement and doubt were instantly replaced by burning greed.

Whether martial artists or ordinary people, regardless of age or gender, everyone frantically reached out and jumped, trying to catch and grab those falling star lotuses!
The scene instantly became somewhat chaotic.

Fortunately, the Qingjian Divine Bureau reacted extremely quickly.

The piercing alarm finally sounded, and teams of law enforcement officers in black uniforms, bursting with energy, forced their way into the crowd, shouting to maintain order, guide and divert the flow of people, and prevent stampedes.

Meanwhile, some high-level martial artists even took to the air and used their abilities to collect large swaths of star lotuses, preparing to distribute and study them in a unified manner.

This sudden shower of stars.

Ultimately, it still caused some unrest.

the other side.

Quiet, deserted streets.

Jiang Wei, carrying a bag of simple groceries she had just bought, was looking up, her ruby-like eyes on her stunning face slightly narrowed, reflecting the dazzling star lotuses falling from the sky.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she silently uttered four words:
"Heaven's will...behind the curtain?"

Her tone was filled with deep shock and a hint of understanding.

This phenomenon was only briefly mentioned in fragments of her ancient memories as a drought demon.

That is the gift and baptism bestowed by the world's will upon an individual who has gained its approval, when that individual undergoes a major leap in the essence of their life, benefiting an entire region.

at the same time.

On the vast Pacific Ocean.

Hong Qitian, who was walking on the waves and heading towards the designated war zone of the Great Wall at Sea, suddenly stopped.

The old man suddenly turned his head.

Their gaze turned toward Qingjian City.

For the first time, utter astonishment and disbelief appeared on his old face, which always carried an expression of laziness and heartache; even his white beard stood on end.

"A baptism by the Heavenly Dao? A shower of stars cleansing the dust?! What a commotion!"

His cloudy old eyes widened in shock, and then he gasped.

"Hiss! Wasn't that brat supposed to advance to the fourth rank? This... this guy skipped Martial Venerable, condensed his Dharma Body, ignited his Soul Flame, and ascended to the Martial God realm in one step?! Fifth rank?! Are you kidding me?!"

He could no longer afford to go to the front lines to oversee the battle. Hong Qitian cursed under his breath, his figure instantly blurring out.

It transformed into a streak of light that tore through the sky, moving at a speed more than ten times faster than before.

They frantically turned back towards Qingjian City.

Above the sea of ​​clouds in the heavens, deep within that realm of celestial palaces.

Inside the desolate and lifeless Lingxiao Palace.

On the imperial throne, the young Heavenly Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed.

For the first time, the unchanging, indifferent expression on his face was broken.

His brows furrowed tightly, and a look of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his eyes.

"wrong."

He muttered to himself, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the armrest of the throne.

"His aura is indeed that of a Martial God, his Dharma form is nascent, and his soul fire is igniting. But the scale of the Heavenly Dao feedback he has triggered far exceeds the records. Moreover, why is he a Martial God? He shouldn't be."

His words stopped abruptly.

Without any warning, the figure vanished instantly from the cold Nine Dragon Throne.

Only an empty hall remained.

And that unanswered question echoed silently.

In that small rented room in Qingjian City.

Fang Qingyu slowly opened her starry eyes.

What comes into view is the familiar ceiling, with dappled light and shadow.

He exhaled a long, stale breath.

This breath was incredibly long, as if it expelled all the lingering burdens and stagnation from his two lifetimes.

I felt an indescribable sense of ease and clarity throughout my body.

Every cell was filled with joy.

However, beyond this sense of power.

Her starry eyes held a hint of bewilderment and deep confusion, as if she had just awakened.

This breakthrough was achieved through a mysterious process.

The result far exceeded expectations.

Fang Qingyu subconsciously focused his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness, touching the diagram that had accompanied him since his transmigration.

Golden light flowed, and the map unfolded silently.

However, the content above has undergone a dramatic change.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dramatic change in the career section at the top:

【Class: Ultimate Martial Saint (To be activated) (★★★★★) Lv.1 (0/100000)】

"Five-star profession, ultimate martial saint."

This was something Fang Qingyu had anticipated.

I already knew this name before.

The requirement of up to 100,000 experience points was also expected, after all, it was a leap to a higher realm.

But what's with that "to be activated" thing?

He had clearly succeeded in breaking through, and his power was real and undeniable.

Why is the job display not activated yet?
Fang Qingyu suppressed his doubts and continued reading.

Then he noticed something even more amiss.

The [Talents] section, which was originally located below the profession and listed in detail, has now disappeared.

Not only that, but further down...

The core skills that he had painstakingly cultivated to perfection should have been arranged in a dense array.

[Undying Star Body], [Eternal Star Abyss], [Celestial Patrol Shattered Star], [Universal Flowing Traces].
All class skills originating from Shattered Star Lord.

All gone.

The skill slots, which were once full, are now completely empty.

No, it can't be said to be completely empty.

The skills still exist, but only six remain:

【Original Technique 1: Purification and Impurity (0/300000)】

[Original Imprint Inheritance: Primordial Creation Strategy Lv.5 (0/160000)]

【Original Technique 2: All Things Return to the Flow (98761/150000)】

【Original Imprint Inheritance: Myriad Phenomena Zhou Tian Yi Lv.4 (0/80000)】

【Core Skill 1: Tai Xu Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Visualization Method - Seventh Realm Lv.1 (0/10000)】

【Core Skill 2: Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Sixth Revolution Lv.1 (0/10000)】

Fang Qingyu was stunned.

The two invincible techniques, Yuanshi Kaitian Ce and Wanxiang Zhoutian Yi, and their original skills are still there, which is understandable.

The visualization method and the Qi and Blood Method are still in use.

Furthermore, his cultivation level clearly showed that he had broken through to the seventh realm and the sixth transformation.

However, the required upgrade experience remains unchanged.

This is the first time in history.

And what about the others?!
He painstakingly cultivated and perfected the Four Great Laws.

Where are the stars, the flames, the thunder, and the true dragon?!
A sense of emptiness welled up inside me, as if my years of hard-earned martial arts skills had been rendered useless.

Although I can feel an unprecedented strength and unity within my body.

However, this is a state where the skill bar is almost empty.

Fang Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable and uneasy.

His gaze quickly shifted downwards.

It landed on the two newly appeared lines of text at the very bottom of the diagram.

[Original Point: 8991]

【Original Furnace】

"Origin Points? More than eight thousand? These were converted from skill points?"

Fang Qingyu looked at the number with a puzzled expression.

He tried to focus his consciousness on the [Origin Furnace].

Swish!
The atlas seemed to possess a spirit of its own; the pages automatically turned to the next one.

The layout of this page is extremely simple.

In the center is a simple and heavy furnace with three legs and two handles.

The furnace body is engraved with countless mysterious and unfathomable runes.

There seemed to be flames burning quietly inside the furnace.

Below the furnace pattern, several lines of text, each with a different luster and distinct aura, are neatly arranged.

The Origin of Light, The Origin of Darkness, The Origin of Dragons, The Origin of Fire, The Origin of Divine Firmament, The Origin of the Stars

There are six fundamental sources in total.

Upon seeing these six lines, Fang Qingyu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

It turned out to be the case.

It is not disappearance, but a return to its source.

The various skills that evolved from the previous forced upgrades using skill points.

Its most fundamental source of power is precisely these six fundamental sources.

Light and darkness originate from the Lord of the Abyss, and dragons originate from the first Dragon Fist Master.

Shenxiao comes from Shenxiao Envoy.

The starry sky comes from the shattered stars of the Dipper.

During their professional advancement to the [Final Martial Saint] level, they were refined and stripped of their external skill forms, returning to their purest, most original state.

And the function of that [Original Furnace].

He instantly understood.

It's no longer about simply using skill points to upgrade fixed skills. Instead, it requires investing Origin Points, choosing to fuse one or more Origin Points, and then deduce and create something unique to Qingyu, the most suitable path for the [Endless Martial Saint].
Original Technique!

Yes, it's no longer a distinction between martial arts or religious skills.

Instead, it is a fundamental technique that directly targets the source of power!

This realization deeply moved Fang Qingyu.

This means that his future path will have unlimited possibilities.

No longer limited to fixed skill templates.

To verify the hypothesis.

Fang Qingyu immediately flipped the diagram back to the two pages that recorded the professional information of the Divine Firmament Envoy and the Abyss Judgment Master.

really.

Those two pages were now completely blank.

All traces have been erased, and its power has been completely integrated into the foundation of the [End of the Martial Saint].

It transformed into the origin of the Divine Firmament and the origin of light and darkness.

Fang Qingyu slowly withdrew from the internal vision.

He looked down at his hands.

Feeling the new power within my body, so unified and vast, yet seemingly needing to be rediscovered and mastered.

"The Final Martial Saint: The Origin Forge"

Fang Qingyu chewed on those two words in a low voice.

A faint smile, whether bitter or excited, slowly curved at the corners of his lips.

"Am I now considered a martial artist, or a follower of God?"

(End of this chapter)