Outside the Great Sun Palace.
It is the God's Domain, a forbidden zone for modern humans.
Countless mystics have called it an untouchable place.
Here, both technology and mythology pale in comparison.
That was also the place of residence of the so-called Supreme Demon Kingdom Lord and the Martial Ancestor of the Human Path.
Originally, people thought it was just a myth.
Until none of their powerful ships and cannons could set foot in this place, and even technological means such as satellites could not reveal its true appearance.
Only then did people realize that mysterious entities might actually exist in this world.
Does God really exist?
Only now, upon touching this place and seeing the ever-present mist, do people feel a chill run down their spines.
A message resonated throughout the world.
The Demon Lord Pyramid has been excavated, revealing a tomb beneath it that rivals the world's largest kingdom.
The murals are detailed with various martial arts classics, scientific principles, and the great achievements of the Demon Lord Ye Zhuo.
When all of this was exposed.
Humanity has been amazed once again.
On online forums.
The frenzy of clicks and posts nearly caused several apps to crash.
"Breaking news! The Demon Lord truly exists, and he is the same person as the legendary Martial Ancestor who ascended to immortality!"
"An unprecedentedly massive tomb, a true legend that even modern technology could not create!"
"Martial arts and science—what exactly did he do eight hundred years ago?!"
"A suspected time traveler, the Demon Lord's mysterious past!"
Are we on the path of past humanity? Which generation of intelligent civilization are we, exactly?
The numerous posts and discussions have brought Ye Zhuo Studies, who has always stood at the pinnacle of occultism, back into the public eye.
Immortal?
Alien?
Time traveler?
Prehistoric civilization?
Once the existence of Ye Zhuo is explained, everything can be answered.
Such an explosion didn't last more than a few days.
New information has emerged once again.
"It was a lie all along; the Demon Lord Pyramid was likely built by modern people!"
"It's nothing more than a struggle for fame and fortune; the Demon Lord Pyramid has discovered the remains of modern humans!"
"A farce! Ten pieces of evidence that the Great Sun Palace does not exist!"
More and more rational people are emerging.
They appeared mysteriously, and then disappeared mysteriously.
People only regard it as something to talk about over tea or after meals.
Even if they truly possessed martial arts essence and immortal beings, it was impossible for them to achieve Immortalization.
This kind of thing is best left as a laugh!
Mountains don't move, but water does.
There will always be brave souls who dare to break free from the shackles of fate.
Midwinter.
Extraordinarily cold snowflakes drifted across the sea.
People looked up and immediately saw the Eternal Realm, mysterious mist.
Warships were anchored outside the fog.
Being ready to attack at any time is, in fact, nothing more than a defense; everyone knows that human technology cannot dispel or navigate into the fog.
Late at night.
The boy, dressed in winter clothes, silently gazed at the mist.
No one noticed that this young man, who usually worked as a cook on the warship, actually possessed such skills.
His divine light was restrained, and a sharp wisp of true energy burst forth from his fingertips.
Hiss!
The mist parted slightly.
However, it wasn't dispelled by true energy, but rather it sensed that there were still martial artists in this world, offering a glimmer of hope.
"Can!"
The boy looked at the communicator in his hand with delight.
"Really? Then we should make our move too!"
Swish!
At each discovery, someone tested it with their true qi.
Some of them were elderly, well past seventy, while others were young, looking like girls in their late teens or early twenties.
Every single one of them wore a look of pure joy.
"To the holy land of martial arts, on the path to the realm of gods!"
"With our supreme martial arts, we pay our respects to the Demon Ancestor!"
"Tonight, dispel the fog and bring about a revival of martial arts to the world!"
They started by whispering, but soon began shouting.
The fog has been dispelled!
Immediately afterwards, one after another, suspended pavilions appeared before the world's eyes.
"This humble Daoist, Xiaoyao, hails from the secluded Quanzhen Sect 'Quanzhen Sect Chongyang Palace. Today, I have come specifically to seek an audience with Patriarch Chongyang and pay my respects to the Martial Ancestor!"
"This old Tian Ci, comes from a reclusive sect, the Monk Temple. I request an audience with the Holy Monk Xu Zhu and pay my respects to the Martial Ancestor!"
"Mo Wentian of Wudang has come to pay homage to Zhang Sanfeng and to the Martial Ancestor!"
"Li Linger from the Living Dead Tomb has been forced to leave the Ancient Tomb and has come to pay homage to the Yellow-Robed Ancestor and the Martial Ancestor!"
"The Gu Shanhe of the Mount Hua Sword Sect cannot comprehend the Solitary Nine Swords. They only pray that Senior Linghu will be born to pay homage to the Martial Ancestor!"
"Yang Longxue of the Ming Cult, having mastered the fourth level of the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, requests an audience Zhang Wuji Ancestor Martial Ancestor!"
Each voice came from the lineage of martial arts.
The flames Ye Zhuo were not completely extinguished by the passage of time; they simply became hidden sects, waiting for this moment of martial arts revival.
"Are you martial artists?"
Someone pointed a gun at the martial artist.
In this world, everyone yearns for Eternal Youth and the ability to fight against a hundred enemies.
Only martial artists can transcend the ordinary.
Ever since the last generation of Martial Arts Grandmaster single-handedly fought off an enemy warship.
Only then did the world realize just how powerful Martial Arts Grandmaster truly was.
Little did they know, none of them were true Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Nearly a century has passed.
Once a martial artist is discovered, they either become a test subject or are forced to live in anonymity.
This is especially true for the disciples of these reclusive sects.
"It's unstoppable! This is humanity's last chance to reach higher dimensions!"
An old man in white robes vanished into the mist in a flash.
The fog has dissipated!
That's when people noticed the difference.
"Sailing into the mist, in search of the Great Sun Palace!"
Warships were finally able to enter, and even submarines were not stopped.
"These foolish martial artists are paving the way for us!"
"Hahahaha, even the strongest martial artist is nothing more than a bullet!"
"That's right. So what if he's the strongest Grandmaster? He can only withstand a warship, and that's based on technology from a hundred years ago!"
As the fog dissipated, warships from various kingdoms sailed straight in.
They were searching for the dwelling place of God.
Swish!
Figures appeared one after another from the mist.
They came from suspended pavilions and palaces.
Strangely, these palaces and pavilions, like Celestial Palace, seemed to float in mid-air, as if by some unknown means.
"Further ahead lies the Demon Lord's territory; you must not set foot there!"
A voice rang out.
A man holding a long sword was seen hovering in the air.
"I am Linghu Chong, the number one martial arts master three hundred years ago!"
Linghu Chong?
This guy seems to have reached the level of Peak Expert.
The Admiral thought to himself, muttering, "Then he probably isn't Martial Arts Grandmaster; he couldn't possibly defeat a warship."
"But he has lived for three hundred years!"
The adjutant beside him reminded him.
"So what? Just a walking skeleton!"
Firepower! Kill this man who should have died long ago!
Completely destroyed on the sea, including that castle in the air!
Boom!
The artillery fire.
Powerful enough to destroy a city in an instant, firepower fell upon Linghu Chong and his Martial Arts Palace.
As a result, neither the people nor the palace were damaged.
"This? Could it be a projection?!"
The Admiral was puzzled, and the next moment he was cut in two.
The entire warship was cut in two!
At the same time.
Legendary figures have appeared on the high seas.
The intelligence agent quickly relayed back what Le had seen and heard.
The title has only four characters.
"Mysterious Revival!"