In the desolate, silent starry sky, Yang Qing sat cross-legged, diligently cultivating the True Scripture of the Sun.
Great solar essence surged forth from the cosmic starry sky, continuously entering Yang Qing's body and aiding him in cultivating his Solar Divine Sense.
The one-armed old man had originally sunk back into confusion, blankly clutching the Stone Coffin without making another move.
Yet while Yang Qing cultivated the True Scripture of the Sun, the one-armed old man seemed to be affected, undergoing a slight change.
The old man stared at Yang Qing as if he had seen Yang Qing's Solar Divine Sense. Strands of great solar essence slowly flowed into the old man's body.
Yang Qing naturally knew nothing of this. He had emptied his mind and immersed himself in a deep state of cultivation.
One day, two days, three days.
Through his relentless efforts, his cultivation steadily rose, and he soon reached the moment of breakthrough.
"Rumble!"
The Heavenly Tribulation descended. Just as before, it was vast and surging, directly swallowing him whole, leaving only endless flashes of lightning.
When the Heavenly Tribulation dispersed, Yang Qing reappeared, seated cross-legged in midair with a solemn, sacred bearing.
From the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm, he crossed several successive steps and successfully ascended to the second level of the Immortal Platform Realm.
As his realm rose, his Sacred Body transformed, and his fleshly body became even more powerful. The might of the Sacred Body had gradually begun to reveal itself.
Moreover, by tempering his divine sense with great solar essence and scouring away mortal impurities, his divine sense had transformed into Solar Divine Sense.
It was no exaggeration to say that with his current combat strength, he would be hard-pressed to find an opponent at the same realm.
In this era, only upon reaching the first level of the Immortal Platform Realm could one truly be considered initiated, worthy of being called a half-step great expert.
The second level of the Immortal Platform Realm made one a powerhouse in their own right, a true great expert capable of traveling the world on any ancient star.
Yet that was clearly still insufficient if he wished to battle along the Strongest Trial Ancient Road, so Yang Qing quickly immersed himself in cultivation once again.
As his cultivation continuously rose, his Solar Divine Sense became increasingly condensed, flawless and immaculate, like a true sun.
A trace of clarity gradually returned to the one-armed old man's eyes. A hint of emotion appeared on his face as he stared fixedly at Yang Qing.
"True Scripture of the Sun? How can his speed be so fast?" the old man murmured.
He was already on the verge of merging with the Dao, with only an obsession remaining. Unless something stirred him, he would never regain clarity.
And he had clearly been stirred now—by the True Scripture of the Sun, by Solar Divine Sense, and even more so by the young man before him.
Though he was not the true Human Emperor, he came from the Human Emperor. Countless prodigies existed in this world, but how many could move the Human Emperor?
The young man before him was undoubtedly one of them!
The True Scripture of the Sun was the imperial scripture created by the Sun Human Emperor. Naturally, he knew perfectly well how difficult it was to cultivate.
Throughout the long ages of history, there had been no shortage of geniuses who cultivated quickly, but that was only relative.
No matter how talented one was, after reaching the Immortal Platform Realm, breaking through would require a certain amount of time. But what about this young man?
He had broken through after cultivating for only a few days. What kind of madness was this?
And yet the solar true energy he cultivated was incomparably condensed, clearly the result of repeated tempering, with an exceptionally solid foundation.
But cultivating for a few days and being tempered a thousand times over were fundamentally contradictory. How could they possibly coexist in one person?
However, the old man only pondered this briefly before thinking no more of it, for he had something more important to do.
His eyes had originally been dim and lifeless, but they suddenly lit up like two blazing suns rising into the sky.
Within his gaze, two incomplete Five-Colored Altars flew out, joining together to form a complete Five-Colored Altar.
"Send me back to the Ziwei Ancient Star, and I will grant you fortune. Abandon me and leave, and you will suffer a curse for a hundred lifetimes..."
The one-armed old man's expression twisted savagely as he struggled to inject a thread of power into the Five-Colored Altar. This was the limit of what he could do now.
From here on, he could only rely on the young man before him. If Yang Qing could lend him a hand, he would naturally repay him a hundredfold.
Besides, if the Human Emperor still remained in this world, he would surely be greatly gratified to see such an outstanding descendant of the human race!
At that moment, the one-armed old man had also reached his limit. A stone pagoda fell from between his brows, and the old man, together with the Stone Coffin, entered the pagoda.
"Rest assured, Senior. I will certainly let the Human Emperor Soul return to his homeland!" Yang Qing said solemnly.
He held the stone pagoda in his hand and inspected it carefully. After a while, he could not detect anything unusual. It looked like an ordinary stone pagoda.
Yet he knew very well that, barring any surprises, this stone pagoda should be the Solar Stone Pagoda, the Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon of the Sun Divine Emperor.
The value of an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon went without saying. With one in hand, one could roam the world unchallenged and look down upon all beneath heaven.
For Yang Qing, if he could study it even a little, it would greatly aid him when refining his own weapon.
For instance, the sword he had refined from Immortal Tear Green Gold was no longer a crude blank after his repeated tempering.
The sword was three chi and seven cun long, with interwoven runes and hazy green currents flowing around it, like streams of heavenly rivers cascading down, dazzling beyond compare.
A longsword forged entirely from Immortal Tear Green Gold, once formed, was far beyond ordinary weapons. It had already begun to reveal its extraordinary qualities.
But that was clearly not enough. His goal was to refine an unparalleled sword and shatter the darkness shrouding the world.
The Five-Colored Altar radiated brilliant light as Bagua runes flashed, forming a Starry Sky Gate.
Yang Qing stepped into the Starry Sky Gate. Within the eternal passage, a vast purple star blossomed with divine radiance, fixed at the end of the void.
The aura of an Ancient Great Emperor rushed toward him. It was an extraordinary presence that immediately made one sense the exceptional nature of this great star.
This was the Ziwei Ancient Star, incomparably ancient. Not only was it the birthplace of the human race, it had also produced more than one Great Emperor.
The two Human Emperors, Great Yin and Sun, came from the Ziwei Star Domain, and Great Emperor Hengyu was likewise a human Great Emperor who had emerged from the Ziwei Star Domain.
Before long, Yang Qing reached the end of the passage and fell into the Ziwei Ancient Star, descending from the heavens and plummeting rapidly toward the earth.
"Rumble!"
With a deafening boom, Yang Qing fell from the sky and smashed into the ground, sending up thunderous roars and clouds of dust.
Yang Qing brushed the dust from his body. Once he saw the situation around him clearly, he froze on the spot.
Two groups stood facing off against each other to his left and right, and by sheer coincidence, he had landed directly between them.
Had he not suddenly descended from the sky, the two sides would likely have already begun slaughtering one another. But now, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Yang Qing scratched his head. What was this supposed to be? If he said he was merely passing by, would anyone believe him?
Whoever these two groups were, they had nothing to do with him. He still had a journey ahead and no time to waste here.
Just as he was about to leave, several figures suddenly blocked his path, each of them radiating bone-piercing coldness.
A strange smile appeared on Yang Qing's face. What, were they planning to kill him to silence him?
"So this is the helper you invited? Ridiculous! No matter who comes today, the Great Yin Divine Cult will become history!"
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