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The old man was both amused and exasperated by him, but still couldn't help but mutter a few words:

"You're not truly invincible before you step into the realm of divine forbidden arts! If you were surrounded and attacked by a group of monstrous geniuses at the eighth level of forbidden arts, you would still be in danger of perishing!"

Feng Zhi, knowing the old man's worries, smiled and said:

"Third Grand Uncle, don't worry. I'm not so arrogant as to think I'm invincible. I just look forward to meeting an opponent, not to dying!"

"If a hundred or eighty Eight Forbidden Ones were to surround me, I'd show them what the Human Emperor's Steps are all about!"

Feng Yuan snorted: "I hope so. Remember! No matter how high you rise in the future, it's useless if you don't survive."

After saying that, Feng Yuan walked out.

"This trip is over. Before you go to Beidou, come with me to the depths of our ancestral land."

"First, let the ancestors see you; second, the Imperial Scripture!"

"Although you have already mastered the Supreme Emperor Scripture as the foundation of your physical body, the Ancient Human Emperor Scripture of the Emperor Ancestor of Huangxi is a peerless scripture that is naturally compatible with the Human Emperor Body. The two do not conflict, and it can enhance your combat power considerably!"

"As for the Creation Scripture... although it is not suitable for you, you can still study it. As for how much you can comprehend, that depends on yourself."

Emperor Jingyao... Feng Zhi followed the old man and set off.

This is indeed what he needs right now. If he wants to enter and stay in the forbidden realm of gods for a long time, then he can only comprehend his own magic!

The Imperial Scripture is naturally the best reference cultivation method in the world!

He was also looking forward to the fact that the Imperial Scripture left behind by the progenitor of Huangxi would be a perfect match for him!

The two left the family hall one after the other.

Instead of continuing down the mountain path, they turned and headed deeper into the mountains.

The path was made of stone steps, with ancient trees on both sides. Their intertwined branches blocked most of the sunlight, leaving only a few sparse spots of light shining through the gaps onto the stone slabs.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Feng Zhi stopped walking.

He glanced at the ancient tree beside him, then at the stone steps beneath his feet, and realized that something was amiss.

The branches and leaves swayed in the wind more slowly than usual, and even the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops seemed to linger a moment longer than outside.

It's not an illusion; this place is definitely different from the outside!

"You felt it?" Feng Yuan's voice came from ahead.

"Deep within the ancestral land, there is a sense of fortune, and time flows more slowly than outside. This slight difference in flow does not offer much help to cultivation, but for those whose lifespans are nearing their end, this is a true blessed land of immortals!"

"Throughout the entire Ziwei Star, apart from the forbidden zones, there are only a handful of such places."

Feng Zhi nodded without asking any further questions.

This area is where our ancestors sleep, it's not a place for idle chatter.

The two continued walking forward for a while, and the terrain ahead rose slightly, with a runic stone palace appearing at the edge of their field of vision.

The stone hall is half the size of the family hall, but its grandeur is no less. It is like an ancient beast that has deliberately concealed its aura and lies dormant in the mountains and forests.

Ten meters away from the stone hall, there is another smaller temple, about ten feet high, with no door, only an arched entrance.

Feng Yuan stopped in front of the stone hall and pulled Feng Zhi to bow towards the stone gate.

Then he glanced towards the temple next door and lowered his voice:

"That's the place you need to go. The ancestors of all generations are sleeping in the stone hall, and it's not easy to disturb them."

"When you stepped into this area, the ancestors had already seen you. My Feng family's two imperial scriptures are in that small temple. Go on, I won't go in. Remember to be sincere."

Feng Zhi followed the old man's gaze to the temple, and the meaning was already clear in his heart.

He straightened his clothes and went inside.

The temple was dimly lit, and the atmosphere of time here was even stronger than that of the previous emperor's residence!

Two human-shaped stone statues stand in front, one male and one female, each a head taller than an average person.

The man on the left has one hand behind his back and the other holding an open book. The pages are open, but the contents are not visible.

The woman on the right is holding a hemispherical shape in her arms, with flowing lines on its surface, like a moon.

"The progenitor".

Feng Zhi stood in front of the offering table and first respectfully bowed and offered incense to both of them.

His gaze then swept across the entire temple before settling back on the two statues.

There were no ancient scriptures, no fragments, and nothing at all except for the statue and altar in front of us.

He stood there for a while, then turned his gaze to the book in Huang Xi's hands.

Then she looked at the spherical moon wheel that Nuwa was holding in her arms.

He suddenly realized.

He released his divine sense, imbued with the bloodline of the Feng family, into the scroll.

The moment I touched the page...

Boom!

A deafening roar, like the creation of the world.

Suddenly, the entire temple was plunged into boundless chaos. Before Feng Zhi's eyes were no longer stone walls and statues, but a vast and boundless starry sky.

In the starry sky, a blurry figure stood with his hands behind his back. His face was not visible, but one could feel an aura that could suppress all ages rushing towards him.

That was Huang Xi, the ancestor of the Feng family, watching over his descendants across countless years.

The figure did not speak, but simply raised his hand and slowly swept it across the void.

As he moved, a scripture written in ancient script appeared word by word in the starry sky.

Every word contained the might of the Great Dao, and its unique killing power made Feng Zhi's soul tremble.

This is—the Ancient Scripture of the Human Emperor! It is the first imperial scripture of the human race! It is also the imperial scripture with the strongest offensive power!

Feng Zhi glanced at the scriptures and saw every single word.

In an instant! He completely comprehended this peerless imperial scripture!

He withdrew his divine sense, and the strange phenomenon dissipated.

The two stone statues were still there, as if the starry sky had never existed.

Feng Zhi stood motionless, as if digesting the massive scripture.

A while later.

"I see," he murmured to himself.

No wonder Feng Xun, despite having only a kingly physique, possesses combat strength comparable to those with special physiques.

The ancestor of Huangxi was most proud of his offensive power, and the Imperial Scripture he created naturally followed this path.

The core of the Human Emperor's Ancient Scripture is an amplification method that shares the same origin as the Human Emperor's Dawn Technique. Although it does not possess the heaven-defying power of the Human Emperor's Dawn Technique with its tenfold burst of power, it is still extremely terrifying.

The two are of the same origin and complement each other. With each improvement in his cultivation of the Ancient Scripture of the Human Emperor, the power of the Human Emperor's Dawn Technique will become stronger.

Feng Zhi's lips curled into a smile.

He cultivates the Supreme Dao Emperor Scripture in his physical body, and the Ancient Human Emperor Scripture in terms of offensive and defensive techniques.

His intuition told him that if he could explore both paths deeply enough, perhaps... he could touch the threshold of that forbidden realm.

Feng Zhi suppressed the surging thoughts in his heart.

Then I looked at the statue of Nuwa.

He did not rush to activate his divine sense, but first suppressed the killing power in the Human Emperor Ancient Scripture before probing his bloodline aura into the moon wheel again.

Because Nuwa disliked killing, he could not enter like that.