All Seven Steles Comprehended, Divine Light Pierces the Heavens

Qiongqi Realm, Northern Wilderness, Rising Sun Plain.

Sixty thousand years ago, this place was actually called the Blooddark Plains. At that time, "Camel," one of the Seven Great Fiend Demons, occupied this place.

Camels have a particular fondness for devouring brains and souls, and they possess the talent to control space. Under the terrifying shadow of this ferocious demon, creatures within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles cannot even escape, and can only sink into an endless Abyss of despair, waiting to grow to a certain age to be devoured by the camel.

It's as if their sole purpose in being born was to serve as food for camels.

Until one day, the Martial Ancestor arrived, stepping through the air, and suppressed the camel with the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

The day the Heavenly Stele stood in the sky was like the rising sun for the creatures on the vast plains. From then on, the Blooddark Plains were renamed the Rising Sun Plains.

The area within 100,000 li of the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele has become a paradise for all living things to thrive.

On this day, a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a burly man stepped into the Rising Sun Plain and walked towards the towering Supporting Heaven and Standing on Earth Martial Dao Heavenly Stele in the distance.

Yang Kun turned his head to the side, looking at Yang Xuanwu beside him with respect, his steps unconsciously falling half a step behind.

"I'm afraid no one in the Qiongqi Realm knows that a Martial Ancestor's personal disciple is about to be born," Yang Kun thought to himself with emotion.

Over the years, he watched Yang Xuanwu traverse one Martial Dao Heavenly Stele after another, witnessing the birth of new legends. Even a Yang God level expert couldn't help but feel a little dazed by this feeling of witnessing history.

Before the Heavenly Stele, as usual, many Martial Dao cultivators listened to the Heavenly Sounds, silently cultivating and absorbing the essence of Martial Dao. The arrival of Yang Xuanwu and Yang Kun did not cause much of a stir.

Like a newcomer, Yang Xuanwu measured the land under the shroud of the Heavenly Stele with his footsteps, and Yang Kun followed closely behind him.

The heavenly sounds seeped into his mind, and various Martial Dao principles came flooding in. Yang Xuanwu showed no arrogance despite passing six steles in a row. He maintained his humble demeanor and moved forward slowly. Although his steps were slow, they were firm and unwavering.

One step at a time.

The Outer Periphery, the Inner Periphery, the core.

Finally, when his palm touched the Heavenly Stele again, his Shen Yi, and the starry sky once more came into view.

Endless starlight fell down, paving a Martial Dao Star Road. After seven consecutive moments of enlightenment, Yang Xuanwu's understanding of Martial Dao was no less than that of any Yang God powerhouse in the Qiongqi Realm.

Although his Martial Dao cultivation is still at the Aperture Unification stage, he has already opened more than 2,800 Apertures. Even if he told others about this achievement, probably no one would believe it.

In addition, Yang Xuanwu's Law Power cultivation also relied on the almost inexhaustible supply of Heavenly Stele Stone Milk, and three years ago, he reached the Spirit Transformation Perfection Realm.

Once his Martial Dao cultivation reaches the peak of the Aperture Unification Realm, he will be able to break through to the Yang God and Sage Manifestation Realms in one fell swoop. With the two combined, his combat power will be at least comparable to Mid Sage Manifestation.

With each step he took, leaving streaks of starlight behind him, Yang Xuanwu walked further and further Martial Dao Star Road until the very end.

A fiery star, entirely Scarlet Gold and shaped like the supreme sun, slowly rose. With Shen Yi, he entered it.

Buzz!!

As light and shadow shifted and space changed, a Desolation and vast plain came into view, littered with white bones and shrouded in ghostly mist. Yang Xuanwu had seen such a tragic scene several times in the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele, and each time he saw it, his respect for the Martial Ancestor deepened.

If the Martial Dao Heavenly Stele hadn't suppressed the Seven Great Fiend Demons for 60,000 years, how many innocent lives would have died in the Qiongqi Realm? Probably in the hundreds of millions!

"Grumble!!"

It sounds like the squeaking of a mouse, or the crying of a baby; the camel's voice is especially piercing, making people dizzy.

Yang Xuanwu looked up and saw a strange, ferocious Fierce Beast, no more than ten feet in size, with silver-black fur, a slender tail, a long and pointed mouth, no teeth, but eighteen tongues, standing in the sky, emitting a series of shrill cries that sounded like both intimidation and fear.

Following the camel's gaze, a figure in a gray martial robe, of medium height and build, with a majestic and awe-inspiring presence, strode towards them.

As Martial Ancestor took a step, space seemed to automatically shrink, turning ten thousand miles into an inch, and he arrived directly in front of the camel. His five fingers slowly bloomed like lotus flowers, and he joined his index and middle fingers together and gently touched it.

Wow!!

Boundless golden light spilled into the deep night, illuminating the world. Under this light, all living beings on the Blooddark Plain witnessed this scene.

The sun rises, suppressing the evil demon.

The Heavenly Stele, unparalleled in its grandeur, stands majestically over the earth.

The camel struggled desperately, using all its spatial Divine Ability to try and hide in the void, but unexpectedly, under the golden light, the space seemed to transform from soft soil into hard steel.

It charged forward with all its might, only to end up with a bloody head wound, before being suppressed on the spot by the descending Heavenly Stele.

The Earth Veins gathered beneath the Heavenly Stele, and Spiritual Qi from all directions converged, causing evil spirits to retreat and bringing clarity to the world.

Countless creatures living on the Blooddark Plains kowtowed frantically, worshipping the Martial Ancestor.

Never before have they held someone in such high esteem.

"Martial Dao Divine Ability, Divine Sun Finger!"

Yang Xuanwu muttered to himself, his eyes blazing with Battle Intent Furnace, scorching and brilliant.

He sat cross-legged and began to contemplate.

Time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

For some reason, the Divine Ability contained in these seven Heavenly Steles, although seemingly of similar cultivation difficulty, become increasingly difficult to comprehend as one progresses through them.

It's as if some invisible force is hindering something.

However, facing Yang Xuanwu, whose Martial Dao talent was unparalleled, this obstacle, though sturdy, was still brutally torn apart by him.

Just as Yang Xuanwu passed through the last Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

The Tianbei Mountain Range in the Eastern Region, the Boundless Marshes of the Central Plains, the Profound Secluded Deadlands of the Southern Barbarians... and the Rising Sun Plain in the Northern Wilderness.

The seven Martial Dao Heavenly Stele Steles trembled simultaneously, their divine light soaring into the sky and then suddenly merging together. With a deafening boom, space shattered, and the divine light vanished into the unknown at an all-encompassing speed.

In the Immortal Realm, within a palace shrouded in celestial clouds and bathed in rosy light, the Martial Ancestor sat cross-legged, cultivating with his eyes closed. Judging from his aura, he had already reached the Immortals and Gods Realm, and had already progressed far beyond it.

Suddenly, the Martial Ancestor opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The clouds churned, and a beam of divine light shone down, ignoring all obstacles and enveloping his body.

"Has the original plan finally been triggered?" A look of joy flashed in Martial Ancestor's eyes. He then opened his palm, and Qi and Blood rose up, turning into a drop of blood.

The blood bead trembled, absorbing the immortal light and Immortal Qi to grow limbs, bones, and internal organs, eventually transforming into a smaller version of the Martial Ancestor.

"Go, finish what you failed to do back then, and while you're at it... see my disciple whom I've never met!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the minor Martial Ancestor nodded slightly and, following the divine light that had been withdrawn, vanished into the Unseen.