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"The roots are there, I want to go and see them," Feng Yang simply said.

Feng Zhi remained silent for a moment. People in this world had the idea of ​​returning to one's roots ingrained in their very being, and his father was no exception.

"I'll go back with you then," Feng Zhi said.

"They should have a way to activate the bloodlines in you and your little sister. Once the bloodlines are restored, your cultivation speed will be much faster."

Otherwise, relying solely on their father's and sister's talents, it would be too difficult for them to cultivate to the point where they could actively awaken their bloodline...

It's not that they didn't work hard enough; it's that their bloodline has been dormant for too long, sealed by thousands of years of time. Diligent practice alone simply cannot break it.

As for the mother.

Feng Zhi glanced at his mother but said nothing.

His comprehension comes from "easy to understand" things; he can understand the Imperial Scripture and supernatural powers after reading them once and master them after practicing them a few times.

This is a path only he can walk. Even if he breaks down the same techniques and explains them to his mother, she still won't understand.

To change one's inherent nature, one can only wait until the future to find a miraculous medicine that can defy fate.

He didn't say these words aloud. His mother, however, seemed to see through his thoughts, simply smiled, and gently patted the back of his hand.

Feng Zhi stopped talking. Some things are better left unsaid.

After the meal, he got up and strolled around the Temple of the Holy Son.

The main hall has the strongest spiritual energy; with every breath, you feel your meridians being gently cleansed.

Deep within the palace, a statue stands where shadow and spiritual energy meet.

As the wind subsided and I approached, I looked up.

That is the Great Emperor of the Big Dipper.

The emperor was naked from the waist up, his robes were tattered, and his muscles bulged like mountain ridges and knotted like old roots.

He had a kind face, with even a faint smile on his lips, like an old farmer sitting idly on the edge of a field after finishing his work.

But beneath that kindness, Feng Zhi always felt that something was watching him.

That wasn't murderous intent, nor was it intimidation; it was a form of scrutiny.

Feng Zhi straightened his robes and gave a respectful bow.

"Grandmaster."

After bowing, he straightened up and muttered something to himself.

"So the Emperor doesn't seem any different from us after all."

The statue did not answer.

Otherwise, things would be terrible!

He turned and left the main hall, passed through the side corridor, took a quick bath, and then took out a set of dark gold imperial robes from his spatial ring.

The dark gold patterns subtly flowed under the light, exuding an air of dominance and nobility.

He put it on, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.

He used to dislike showing off and not wanting to attract attention. But now, wearing this imperial robe, he unexpectedly looks quite pleasing to the eye.

The domineering nature of the Human Emperor's Body probably extends beyond just the meridians...

He then stopped thinking about it.

"Since I have nothing to do, I'll go to the Sutra Repository."

……

Following the guidance of the Holy Son's Decree, Feng Zhi arrived at the white jade steps in front of the Scripture Pavilion, where a rich, scholarly atmosphere immediately filled the air.

At first glance, the entire library is constructed of dark red ancient wood, with nine floors, upturned eaves, and a magnificent presence.

Disciples occasionally come and go from the gate, some happy and some sad.

At this moment, Elder Cao Gong was lying in a rocking chair, basking in the sun.

As soon as Feng Zhi stepped onto the white jade steps, Cao Gong, who had been lazily lying in the rocking chair, opened his eyes.

When Cao Gong saw the figure in imperial robes, he was so startled that he almost fell off his rocking chair.

He hurriedly stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and greeted them with a respectful smile:

"This old man greets the Holy Son!"

"Elder Cao, there's no need for such formalities. This Holy Son has only come to peruse a few ancient books."

Feng Zhi nodded slightly, gradually embracing the role of the Holy Son.

"Please, Your Highness! The books Your Highness wishes to read have already been prepared by this old man."

Beishenfeng had already given him this instruction before.

"Thank you very much, Elder."

"It's alright, Holy Son, come with me to the ninth level, lest these little fellows disturb you!"

"Then I'll trouble the elder to lead the way."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two quickly arrived at the top floor.

Unlike the dense collection of scriptures below, this section only has a few bookshelves.

Feng Zhi glanced at them; they were all scriptures about saints and quasi-emperors, and supernatural powers and techniques.

One of the tables was particularly eye-catching, with several ancient books on it.

"I will not disturb you any longer, Holy Son. You may freely view any book in this Scripture Pavilion." With that, the Cultivation Elder turned and disappeared.

What's on the table isn't some profound scripture. Instead, it's a record of ancient secrets from the Holy Land, detailing regional powers, interstellar races, and so on.

This is why the elder of the cultivation method brought Feng Zhi to the ninth level.

How can a holy son of God be so shameless as to look at things that even normal people know?

Feng Zhi first picked up the power record book and began to quickly browse through it.

Feng Zhi read ten lines at a glance and quickly finished reading all the books.

……

"I see!"

"This land is vast and boundless!"

The cosmos, the stars, the myriad races vying for supremacy...

All for that one and only Emperor's throne at the end of cultivation!

This place is known as the Purple Star, where many emperors and great rulers have been born!

Even in the vast universe, it is a renowned imperial star!

It consists of the Eastern Wilderness, the Southern Ridge, the Western Desert, the Northern Plains, and the Central Divine Continent.

Feng Zhi is located in the Eastern Wilderness, the birthplace of the human race, where various immortal holy lands, ancient families, and various schools of thought stand side by side.

Most importantly! This place is a forbidden zone that has existed since the beginning of ancient history!

—The Ancient Land of Heavenly Corpses!

Even the records of the holy sites are only a few words long:

Legend has it that burial in this place may extend one's lifespan or even grant a second chance at life! But what if it fails...?

Then one will live in a daze, becoming the beginning of all blood and tears...

Nanling, the pure land of the demon race.

monsters...

Plant spirits, birds and beasts—once they gain sentience, they become demons. Their numbers are vast, comparable to those of the human race!

The Western Desert is the resting place of the Holy Spirits. They are born and raised in the earth and are extremely terrifying, but their numbers are few and they are incredibly proud. They generally do not easily appear in the world.

Beiyuan is the habitat of ancient remnants and the descendants of mythical beings.

The Central Divine Continent is a vast divine dynasty, ruled by a race that calls itself the "Divine Race".

Their bloodline is incredibly terrifying; each one possesses a battle physique comparable to that of a human, or even a special constitution comparable to that of a human!

……

"Demon race, holy spirit, ancient remnant species, god race? I wonder what the difference would be if they fought each other."

The wind stopped, and he murmured to himself.

Ancient texts refer to the human race as having an innate Daoist constitution.

It's the most suitable form for cultivation! Like the demon race, after the Holy Spirit transforms, they basically choose to cultivate in human form.

However, the human race is inherently extremely weak in terms of physical strength, which is far inferior to other races. If they fight at the same level, the human race will often suffer a great loss.

Feng Zhi was an arrogant person, and the influence of the Human Emperor Physique made him particularly concerned about the strength of different races!

He was eager to see which race, blessed by the heavens, was stronger or weaker than the special physique of his human race!

Feng Zhi closed the ancient book in his hand, tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Now that we know how vast and dangerous this world is, we can no longer be content with the status quo.

He stood up, his dark gold imperial robes billowing in the wind, exuding an aura of dominance over the world.

"I wonder if any alien races will come to provoke us during the Holy Son Ceremony... Never mind, I shouldn't think about it too much. I'll go back to cultivate first."

Feng Zhi gathered his thoughts, and with a flash of golden light, he arrived outside the Sutra Repository.

When Cao Gong saw Feng Zhi appear, he suddenly exuded a domineering and intense fighting spirit, which, combined with his black gold imperial robe, made him even more formidable.

Even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn't help but marvel at how completely different the person before him was from the previous Holy Son.

He didn't dare ask any more questions, but simply inquired with concern:

"Shouldn't the Holy Son look at other spells?"

"No need." Feng Zhi waved his hand, his steps unwavering, and his voice clearly reached Cao Gong's ears.

"This holy son has his own cultivation method; thank you for your trouble, elder."

Cao Gong watched the departing figure and thought to himself:

As expected of a peerless genius who has awakened the Human Emperor Physique, he can comprehend invincible power even from reading books!