Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

Outside, on the edge of a no-man's-land.

Someone was carving words, and the names of one prodigy after another appeared on the petals of the Immortal Dao. When the scene of the Heavenly Remnant Realm where the Ancient Saint Son was located appeared again, everyone's eyes widened.

"This isn't the first time the Ancient Saint has appeared in the Immortal Ancient Realm. Now that he has re-emerged, he has actually been suppressed by this generation of young people?" Someone was surprised. The Ancient Saint was defeated too thoroughly. Even the one with double pupils has now begun to cultivate his own Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture.

This situation has never occurred before in the history of immortals; it is too bizarre.

"This new double-pupiled individual is no less than the ancient kings, and perhaps he really has a chance to take that step." As for the group of gods and true gods, they were even more shocked, staring intently at the stone tablet and gazing at the ancient immortal who was born with double pupils.

"They actually bypassed the restrictions? The scriptures inside the temple have just leaked out like this, will they deal with it?" Another group of cult leaders turned their heads and all looked at the location of the temple. The ancient temple floated up and down in the chaotic energy, and finally responded.

Inside the temple, a stone statue glowed with golden light, and a voice rang out: "Anyone who cultivates the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture can become a disciple of me."

Hearing this, the nearby cultivators couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment. They had thought the temple would be angry and even make a big fuss about it, but it turned out that the temple had taken a liking to the talent.

"A powerful force that dominates ten regions, how could it easily lose its composure?" A sect leader nodded. Such an ancient and ancient force is the most special. Although it has declined, it still has its own rules and pride. Moreover, the ancient holy son is not dead yet.

"Is the temple trying to recruit that person with double pupils?"

"After all, in its heyday, it was a power on par with the Immortal Palace and the Supreme Hall, so it's normal for it to be looking for a new successor."

"Unfortunately, there has always been a legend that the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture is incomplete, and the Supreme Hall is now in decline. Of the three great powers that once looked down on the ten lands, only the Immortal Palace remains evergreen."

"Not necessarily. I heard that the successor of the Immortal Palace encountered that Desolate One and was targeted by that Demon King. They might have to fight to the death!"

Upon seeing this, the other cultivators began to discuss it, their faces filled with envy. Everyone knew that the successor of the temple was not on the same level as ordinary rogue cultivators; the difference was too great.

After all, a rogue cultivator has to endure the hardships of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, and live on the winds from all directions!

But having a powerful backer makes a big difference. At least someone will protect you and prevent you from being bullied by the strong. You will also have no shortage of resources, scriptures, and magical treasures.

Meanwhile, within the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm, in the Heavenly Remnant Realm, at the Temple Stronghold.

While the Golden-Winged Roc, transformed from the ancient holy son, was still immersed in his fantasies about the "new holy son," Yang Jian finally finished his comprehension of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture and opened his eyes.

With a whoosh, Yang Jian's double pupils snapped open, and the illusory image of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths floating behind him vanished instantly. His expression shifted, and a line of text appeared again between the three evolution diagram stone tablets before him:

The Eternal Evolution Chart reminds you that the branch that the War Lord has no choice of will appear as another future evolutionary "other self" when breaking through to a higher realm, becoming an opponent in the tribulation. Only by overcoming this hurdle can you continue to evolve.

"Interesting. Another me who has mastered the power of double pupils to open the heavens and earth, whose supernatural powers are as close as a foot to the horizon, and who possesses the supreme power of the primordial spirit that reigns supreme over heaven and earth? I'm really looking forward to it." Yang Jian laughed. This was a good thing. For him, it was a suitable opponent and the best whetstone.

This is also a test for the Eternal Evolution Chart. Only those who have overcome themselves are worthy to continue carrying the chart. Otherwise, holding the chart is no different from being a piece of trash.

If you don't even have confidence in the path you've chosen, and you're afraid of the paths others take, then what's the point of cultivating?

Yang Jian laughed heartily, having chosen the direction of evolution for this time, and the information provided by the Eternal Evolution Chart immediately flooded his mind.

Evolutionary Direction: Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Supreme Technique - Required Materials: Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture (incomplete), Chaos Divine Liquid, Nine Heavens Dao Mark, Ten Earths Law Fragment, Supreme Liquid.

"I have mastered the scriptures, and the Ancient Saint Son of Chaos Divine Liquid found one pool on his own, but the next three will require more effort."

Yang Jian pondered. He had heard of the Supreme Liquid before. This liquid was the mark of the gods, formed from the essence of the spirit world, and descended from the void. It took tens of thousands of years to fill a bowl. It contained the Dao of the gods and was a sacred liquid for refining the primordial spirit and nourishing the spirit. It could even allow the primordial spirit to transform again, shed its old shell, and give birth to a holy embryo. Many people had fought over it in the spirit world in the past.

However, the Nine Heavens Dao Marks and the Ten Earths Law Fragments are somewhat mysterious.

Just then, seeing that he had regained consciousness, the Ancient Saint suddenly spoke up, "Brother Dao, would you be willing to join my temple?"

Join the temple? Yang Jian was somewhat surprised to hear this. He glanced at the ancient saint, only to find that this ancient freak had a frank expression and did not have any dark thoughts.

In the eyes of the ancient holy son, as long as one cultivates the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture, one can become a member of the temple. Moreover, there is no life-and-death enmity between the two sides; he was simply defeated. Furthermore, if Yang Jian truly becomes the new holy son of the temple, then it would be "natural" for him, the old holy son, to become a follower, and it would not cause any loss.

"These are worth considering, but I need some things right now: Chaos Divine Liquid, Nine Heavens Dao Marks, Fragments of the Ten Earths Laws, and Supreme Liquid. You can mobilize the temple's followers to help me find them." Yang Jian patted the ancient saint's head and recited a list.

"I have a pool of Chaos Divine Liquid here. You can use it directly, just leave some for me. The Dao traces and law fragments of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are actually things left behind when the world collapsed. Some areas in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm have them. As for the Supreme Liquid, I can send someone to Bright City to inquire and make a deal. Some people might have it."

After a moment's thought, the Ancient Saint made a decision and immediately ordered the temple's followers to go to the City of Light and spread the news that they wanted to acquire the Supreme Liquid.

"It seems the ancient holy son has become a follower. Is this new double-pupiled one going to become our temple's new holy son?" The temple's followers were stunned. The leadership had changed too quickly today. However, they dared not murmur and immediately set off for Bright City.

After they left, Yang Jian patted the ancient saint son, restoring him from the Golden-Winged Roc back to human form, and they walked one after the other to the Chaos Divine Pool.

"This is a creation left over from the Immortal Ancient Era. Even the Golden Body Liquid of the Heaven-Mending Sect and the Vajra Liquid of the Western Sect are far inferior to it." The Ancient Saint Son sighed. He had only found his way here by relying on the perception of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture.

Then, Yang Jian stepped into the Chaos Divine Pool. He was surrounded by misty chaotic wisps of fog, and the fog in the depths condensed into liquid, surging here.

Even a single wisp of mist could overwhelm a Venerable One, but here, countless wisps gathered on Yang Jian's body, as if draping him in a layer of chaotic armor.

"This guy is going to just take it with his bare body?" The ancient saint was surprised and silently put away the medicine he had just taken out. He originally wanted to use the temple's secret method in conjunction with the medicine to help absorb the divine liquid, but the other party was so fierce that he seemed cowardly.

In the pool, Yang Jian remained silent, sitting cross-legged and absorbing the divine liquid. The chaotic mist mingled with his bone marrow, emitting an astonishing life force.

Under this pressure, his bones shattered and then reformed, his red bone marrow wriggled, constantly absorbing the chaotic liquid that squeezed in, and in an instant, countless rays of purple light and auspicious light appeared, making him incomparably sacred.

"He succeeded? Without any cooperation, he just relied on brute force to achieve a miracle?" The ancient saint was somewhat stunned. How come this was different from the absorption method he knew?

However, Yang Jian did not respond to him. Later, his bone marrow changed from crimson to a few strands of purple luster, full of rich and domineering vitality, and the bone tissue gradually turned white!

Finally, under the tempering of the Chaos Divine Liquid, Yang Jian's bones were forged and refined, all the cracks closed, and new life began to grow, with fragments constantly falling off and being expelled from his body.

Anyone nearby could sense the vibrant life force within this body, nurturing, growing, and eventually becoming stronger—an astonishing transformation.

"With the Chaos Body Tempering, his physical body is now at least twice as strong as before, giving him an advantage among ancient kings." The ancient saint's expression became solemn, because if he were to absorb it himself, the effect would definitely not be as good as Yang Jian's, thus making the difference in their potential even more obvious.

"Once the scriptures are complete, we should ignite the divine fire and soar to the heavens in one fell swoop!"

Yang Jian opened his eyes. His cultivation had reached its limit; he was only one step away from igniting the divine fire and making a final leap.