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

Because the Ziwei Star had been dormant for countless years at that time.

This caused the laws of heaven and earth to weaken to the extreme, making mountains and rivers as fragile as an old man in his twilight years, ready to crumble at any moment.

Now, the revived Ziwei Star has truly shown its proper posture as an imperial star!

Even if an ancient sage were to go all out on Ziwei Star now, even with that power that could destroy an ancient star!

They shouldn't even think about shaking the very foundation of this world!

Of course, this does not mean that the destructive power of cultivators has weakened.

Rather, it's because...

Ziwei Star was never an ordinary ancient star with life.

It is one of the oldest creations in this universe, but people usually call it the Purple Star.

But its real name is the Purple Star Domain!

The vastness of this land far exceeds anyone's imagination!

Let alone a single saint, even if ten or a hundred ancient saints attacked at the same time, they could only cause a small ripple on the surface.

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The sacred land of Beidou seems to have awakened from a long slumber.

The disciples opened their eyes one after another, and before they could even check their own cultivation progress, they were shocked by the scene before them and gasped in astonishment.

"My God... Is this still our holy land?" A disciple rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling.

The ground beneath his feet was now covered with a layer of moss, and the spiritual energy emanating from it was even more concentrated than the spirit crystals he had received when he entered the sect.

"Look over there!" Another disciple pointed to a cliff face not far away.

The cliff face, which was originally covered with only weeds, is now covered with purple-gold vines.

Hanging on it are purple-gold fruits the size of heads, with natural patterns slowly flowing on the surface of the peel.

A discerning inner disciple gasped in astonishment:

"Purple-Gold Vine Spirit Fruit! Purple-Gold Vine Spirit Fruit covering an entire cliff face! One of these could be exchanged for a treasure worth a Core Formation Realm cultivator at any auction house!"

"And over there, that's a Vermilion Fruit! Judging by its size, it's at least two hundred years old!"

"And that golden lotus..."

Exclamations of surprise rang out from the crowd.

Meanwhile, the core disciples above were more composed than they were.

Each of them is a genius, one in a hundred thousand, with extensive knowledge and experience, so naturally they wouldn't be surprised by some rare and precious materials.

Moreover, no matter how good the items are, they'll end up in the Holy Land's treasury. It's more practical to focus on improving your own strength than to worry about those things.

But Lingyu's fortune was truly astonishing. After they checked their own gains, they could no longer maintain their composure.

"The effects of this magical rain are truly incredible!"

A core disciple opened his palm, feeling the surging power within his body, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Unfortunately, my foundation can only withstand a breakthrough to the first level. If I try to go any higher, I'm afraid it will leave hidden dangers."

"However, I've integrated it into my bones and flesh, and my combat power has increased by at least 25%, bringing me just one step away from the sixth forbidden realm!"

The core disciples beside him nodded in agreement, their faces beaming with undisguised joy.

They were originally only at the fifth level of combat strength, but now they have faintly touched the threshold of the sixth level. If they train hard for a while longer, they may be able to truly step into that dream realm.

It's important to understand that the difference between the fifth and sixth prohibitions is not simply a matter of adding up numbers; it's the watershed between a prodigy and an ordinary genius.

Even their senior brother is only at the sixth level of the Forbidden Realm!

"Two and a half percent?" Shi Gandang approached from somewhere.

He slapped the man who had just spoken on the shoulder, almost knocking him over.

"Lanqiu, you still need to practice more. I've already stepped into the seventh level of cultivation, and my realm has reached the peak of the Core Formation stage. I can enter the Purple Mansion stage at any time."

His words seemed casual, but the curve of his eyes betrayed his undisguised pride.

Then, without waiting for him to react, she turned to Gu Changfeng and shouted:

"Senior Brother, have you reached the Seventh Forbidden Zone yet? If not, let's have a fight now. I still remember the time you slapped my butt with the back of your knife."

Gu Changfeng slowly opened his eyes, glanced at him speechlessly, and said calmly:

"We've arrived. First, let's stabilize our realm. The seventh level of the forbidden realm we've just barely entered isn't the true seventh level yet."

He paused, then feigned a chill:

"And another thing! That's not what you call a fragrant butt, isn't it disgusting? Besides, last time you were the one who bent over and got stuck to the back of my knife."

Shi Gandang blushed and was about to argue when he realized that the surroundings had become quiet.

The disciples, who were still excited about their new breakthrough, all looked up at the shadow cast by the old pine tree on the top of Tian Shu Peak.

There, Feng Zhi remained seated cross-legged with his eyes closed, the dark golden light around him not yet fully subsided.

The Emperor's mark between his brows appeared and disappeared in the spiritual mist, each flash causing the surrounding spiritual energy to tremble slightly.

"It seems the Holy Son hasn't woken up yet," someone said in a low voice.

"We're so happy about this little breakthrough, I wonder what level the Holy Son has reached this time." The other person's tone was filled with awe, but even more so with curiosity.

"Who knows? Maybe if we add two more bans, we can reach his limit..."

Lan Qiu sighed, her tone carrying a sense of resigned helplessness.

Everyone laughed after he finished speaking.

No one felt jealousy; when the gap became so large that one could no longer look up to the other, all that remained was awe.

Feng Zhi's eyelids twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to his meditative state.

Actually, he had been awake for a while.

But seeing that these guys were chatting happily, their confidence soaring, if he suddenly opened his eyes, it would ruin this rare lively atmosphere.

So he simply kept his eyes closed and went through what he had learned again, just to kill time and wait for the big event to come.

In stark contrast to the disciples' lively celebration, the high-ranking officials of the Holy Land did not participate in the festivities.

The elders at each peak showed no emotion on their faces, and did not show much joy at Lingyu's harvest.

They did indeed benefit greatly from this gift from heaven and earth.

Not only his cultivation level, but also his potential, physical body, and primordial spirit... all of these have improved significantly.

But it's too early to say, because they're more concerned about what's to come.

The Holy Tribulation is about to begin.

This calamity will directly determine the future of the Holy Land, and even the future of Ziwei Star for tens of thousands of years.

Just as the disciples were still immersed in the joy of their breakthrough, the sky quietly changed.

The first to notice was Feng Zhi.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and in his powerful pupils, he saw the dark clouds rapidly gathering in the sky.

Those were not ordinary dark clouds, but calamity clouds formed by the laws of heaven and earth!

A thunderous dragon could be faintly seen churning within the clouds, each roll causing the surrounding space to tremble.

You must know, this is the Ziwei Star, which has just recovered to its peak. The heavens and earth there are incredibly stable!

The mere few streaks of lightning that spilled out caused the reinforced space to tremble violently, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.