A cultivation art seemed to sense the aura of the purple qi and actually let out a jubilant emotion before vanishing from where it was.
Di Xin sensed something strange and immediately opened his eyes. At once, he noticed that a book had appeared in his hand.
"Just as expected! This Scripture Pavilion is truly marvelous!"
Di Xin cried out softly, then opened the book.
A memory instantly surged into his mind, while scene after scene appeared before his eyes.
The scene before him was still the human realm, but unlike the one he knew, the human realm was now ruled by countless immortals, gods, and demons.
The human race could only be reduced to the lowest class, enslaved by others.
The moment Di Xin saw this scene, he was enraged. "Damn it, the human race has actually fallen to such a state!"
He immediately examined it carefully and soon witnessed the cruel lives endured by the human race.
He saw countless people dying every day from exhaustion, hunger, and illness.
Yet those so-called lofty gods, immortals, and demons turned a blind eye to such circumstances. They only cared that if the human race died out, no one would be left to serve them.
The more Di Xin watched, the more fury filled his heart, but all he could do was watch. He had no way to stop any of it.
Before long, however, the scene changed. A man emerged from among the human race and established a Holy Dynasty, gathering the fate of countless humans.
From that point on, the human race began to rise and fight back.
With fate on their side, human experts emerged one after another. Under that man's leadership, the human race achieved great victories.
In the end, the immortals and gods were forced into defeat by the powerful human race, and humanity finally overthrew their rule.
"Good!"
Seeing this, Di Xin could not help clapping and shouting in approval, his heart filled with indescribable exhilaration.
The scene disappeared, and a cultivation art appeared in Di Xin's hands.
Di Xin hurriedly opened it. He knew that this cultivation art must be closely related to the scenes he had just witnessed.
"Human Emperor Art!"
The moment he saw those three words, Di Xin was captivated. Behind the cultivation art, there was unexpectedly also a Holy Dynasty forging system.
"This is—!"
Di Xin cried out in shock. Was this not the cultivation art he had been desperately searching for?
At present, the human race's fate had been divided among the Saints, leaving humanity unable to rise and subjected to endless bullying.
With this Holy Dynasty forging system, perhaps the human race could reclaim its own fate and even overthrow the Saints!
The instant this thought appeared in Di Xin's mind, his entire body could not help trembling.
Even he found the thought utterly terrifying.
The Saints were the faith of all cultivators in the primordial world. The idea of overthrowing the Saints had never occurred to anyone before.
But now, a feasible method lay right before his eyes. How could Di Xin not be shocked?
"Just who is Master? This kind of cultivation art already shows signs of opposing the Heavenly Dao. Could Master even be capable of dealing with the Heavenly Dao?"
Cold sweat streamed down Di Xin's back. At first, although he had recognized Chen Changsheng's extraordinary nature, he had only assumed that Chen Changsheng was a mighty cultivator who had become an immortal in the primordial world.
But now, he realized that his master was not so simple. This cultivation art alone would likely terrify even the Saints if it were revealed to the outside world.
With a cultivation art like the Human Emperor Art, Di Xin was naturally extremely satisfied.
He stopped overthinking and directly sat down cross-legged, beginning his cultivation within the Scripture Pavilion.
Di Xin already possessed Emperor's Aura, and the Human Emperor Art was itself a cultivation art suited for a human sovereign.
Thus, even Di Xin failed to notice that as he cultivated, the purple qi around him began pulsing rhythmically with his cultivation.
When Chen Changsheng saw that Di Xin had yet to emerge from Longevity Palace, he was not particularly worried.
This second disciple of his was the future Human Emperor. If even his fate was poor, then the fate of the entire human race must have declined to a terrifying extent.
A day later, Chen Changsheng was completely at ease.
"A whole day has passed. It seems my second disciple has found a cultivation art and begun cultivating in earnest!"
Chen Changsheng closed his eyes. Since Di Xin had begun cultivating, all he needed to do now was wait for Di Xin's increased strength to be fed back to him.
With that thought, he too sat down cross-legged.
There was nothing else to do at present, and he had no plans to leave anytime soon. So, like his two disciples, he began cultivating in seclusion.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, Host. Your second disciple has broken through to the Void Returning Realm. Your cultivation has risen to the late Golden Immortal stage!"
Upon receiving this notification, Chen Changsheng smiled in satisfaction.
Sure enough, he had reached the Void Returning Realm in just one year. His second disciple's talent was likely even greater than Yang Jian's.
Feeling the spiritual energy within his body, Chen Changsheng chuckled.
"Now that I've reached the late Golden Immortal stage, it probably won't be long before I reach the Taiyi Realm. These two disciples truly bring honor to their master!"
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