The game begins with a visit to a holy land, only to discover that one's ancestor was a human e

The next morning.

Feng Zhi opened his eyes; he had spent the entire night refining his physical body within the divine cauldron.

This is the remarkable aspect of the Supreme Emperor Scripture! It allows for the dual cultivation of both physical body and spiritual power, making one stand out among others of the same level!

At this moment, his cultivation level has advanced to a higher level.

Seventh level of Core Formation!

He clenched his fist, comparing his strength before and after.

Suppress that arrogant mindset.

He has only been cultivating for three years.

Compared to those privileged individuals from powerful clans who have enjoyed privileged environments since childhood, he is not at an advantage in terms of cultivation level...

Feng Zhi stood up and composed himself.

Each breakthrough is a test for cultivators, and a sense of arrogance and conceit may arise in their hearts.

This is what is known as inner demons...

If one's resolve in the Dao is not firm enough, one will become arrogant and conceited.

This is a sign of demonic possession.

Until he sank deeper and deeper, completely succumbing to demonic possession, becoming a... insane, delirious monster.

"Oh……"

Thinking of this, Feng Zhi let out a self-deprecating laugh.

This is the price of cultivation...

Back then, as a mere mortal, he only knew the glory and power of the celestial beings. Now, with the improvement of his cultivation, he finally understands.

Every step of cultivation is fraught with danger. No matter how fast you break through and improve, if your Dao heart can't keep up, then it's... an abyss.

He stopped thinking about it and stepped out of his seclusion.

He walked slowly to the side of the spirit realm, straightened his clothes and expression.

Today is his big day, so he mustn't make a fool of himself and must maintain his mystique.

suddenly!

A thought suddenly struck him, as if he had come up with something.

The wind stopped, and immediately activated the power of words, aligning with the human destiny!

……

Look again.

At this moment, a misty aura swirled around him, and the Xuanjin Divine Ring hung high behind him, emitting a soft light.

A phantom seemed to appear beside him, and the people were worshipping and whispering, as if they were singing praises to some being.

The spiritual energy within his body flowed continuously, manifesting as the law of the Dao through his words, obscuring his entire being so that only a blurry figure could be seen.

If others were to see him now, they would surely think he is some kind of powerful being with earth-shattering cultivation!

Feng Zhi examined it for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction. This should be impressive enough.

Given his current status and position, if he doesn't maintain a certain level of secrecy, any Tom, Dick, or Harry will dare to provoke him, and he'll be swamped with work.

He turned around to check, then added a flash of spiritual light to his robes, feeling that it was about right.

Feng Zhi walked out of the main hall and found his parents.

The two elders, upon seeing him, assumed he was a senior cultivator and were about to bow in respect.

Feng Zhi was startled upon seeing this and hurriedly said, "Hey, hey, it's me! Father, Mother, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing it, the two realized it was their son's voice and understood the misunderstanding was huge...

Feng Yang raised his hand, as if to strike, while shouting.

"Your skills have certainly improved; you dare to scare me? Do you expect me to kneel down and kowtow to you?!"

Feng Zhi hurriedly removed the strange phenomena that concealed his body. The Xuanjin Divine Ring and the Human Dao Luck dissipated at the same time, revealing the Xuanjin Imperial Robe and an innocent face.

"Isn't it working too well? Even you were fooled. The guests will definitely be even more fooled by this later."

He dodged Feng Yang's slap by turning to the side, while arguing righteously.

"If I keep things mysterious, people won't dare to mess with me. Otherwise, I'll be too busy dealing with them every day!"

Feng Yang didn't actually slap him, seeing his grinning face, she didn't intend to really hit him, she just glared at him hatefully.

Zhang Yu smiled and shook his head, then turned and went back into the house to hug Feng Ting.

The little girl had just woken up, her hair still sticking out, and she lay sleepily on her mother's shoulder like a little pendant.

Seeing the golden light that had just dissipated, her eyes immediately lit up. She reached out her little hand to grab the scattered spiritual light, muttering, "Bright, more."

Feng Zhi took her and let her touch the Emperor's mark between his eyebrows. The mark flickered slightly when touched by her soft fingers, making her laugh.

"Alright, stop playing around." He tidied up Feng Ting and turned to look at his parents.

"Father, Mother, it's time to go."

"The Holy Lord has arranged your seats right next to the Feng family's main seat. There is a spiritual barrier in place, so those powerful beings will not break the rules and try to spy on you."

He briefly explained the details of taking their seats, making sure the two elders remembered, before gently handing Feng Ting back to her mother's arms.

Feng Yang straightened his collar, coughed lightly, and straightened his back, trying to make himself look more imposing.

Zhang Yu saw this, reached out to straighten his clothes, then put one arm around Feng Ting and naturally took his arm with the other, and the two stood side by side.

Seeing that the two were ready, Feng Zhi used his magic to make them float in the air, and together they headed towards the main peak.

……

the other side.

The main hall on the summit has become part of the external environment.

The sun hung high in the sky, and the dense, tangible spiritual energy transformed into specks of light that fell onto the red carpet of divine materials below.

In the center of the main hall is a sparring platform, next to which is an altar for ancestor worship. It is surrounded by seats at different heights in six directions, arranged in a triangular shape according to rank and status, from lowest to highest.

The main seat of the ultimate power is a futon woven from ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, which has the effect of enlightenment.

In front of each futon was a long sandalwood table, upon which were placed the Nine-Aperture Exquisite Fruit, which was effective even for powerful beings, the mythical delicacies of the Transcendent Realm, and the Jade Dew Immortal Wine...

Each seat is surrounded by a spiritual curtain, through which outsiders can only vaguely see the figures, but cannot discern their faces.

Under the extreme power, there are seats for various sects. They are also on futons, but the immortal treasures on the table have been changed from the Nine-Aperture Exquisite Fruit to the slightly inferior Seven-Aperture Exquisite Fruit, and the spiritual wine is also a thousand years less.

Further down was the viewing area for the sages, where the seating arrangement remained impressive, though the spiritual energy of the prayer cushions had diminished, and the fruits on the tables were rare spiritual fruits that were hard to find elsewhere.

Each level is clearly defined, ascending to the next.

……

Feng Zhi led his parents to the side hall of the main peak, where Ren Maiwang had been waiting for a long time.

"Are these the Holy Son's parents? No wonder they raised such a person as the Holy Son." Ren Maiwang stepped forward to greet them, his old face beaming with joy.

"I am Ren Maiwang, in charge of the examinations in the Holy Land. I personally tested the Holy Son when he entered the sect."

"You didn't see it. The Holy Son stood in front of that stone tablet and comprehended the Diagram of Divine Demons in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. I knew then that this child had the potential to become a Great Emperor!"

The two were a little stunned by his enthusiastic words. Before they could reply, Ren Maiwang had already bent down to tease Feng Ting, who was in Zhang Yu's arms.

"This must be the Holy Son's little sister, right? She's so cute. Little girl, the main hall will be quite lively later. You can tell me what delicious food you want to eat."

Feng Ting turned her face to the side and hugged her mother tightly, clearly still very uncomfortable with strangers.

"Elder Ren, thank you for your trouble." Feng Zhi nodded to him, then pulled Feng Yang aside and whispered a few words to him.

"Elder Ren may talk a lot, but he's reliable. Just follow him when you take your seat."

Feng Yang nodded.

Ren Maiwang led the way, and the couple followed behind him, carrying Feng Ting, as they walked towards the main entrance of the hall.

Feng Zhi watched them leave.

He is the main character today, so he cannot appear directly; he must make his appearance at the appropriate time.