Legends of the Sacred Forest

Sacred Forest.

It is a forbidden zone of the Hengyuan Plane in the God Realm, passed down from ancient times.

There are many legends regarding the Sacred Forest.

Some say that an immortal, invincible existence resides within the Sacred Forest, while others claim that a terrifying, undying demon dwells inside.

Regardless of the version, everyone agrees on one thing: a supreme existence lives within the Sacred Forest.

Through the long passage of time, thousand-year families have constantly risen and fallen, ten-thousand-year empires have emerged and crumbled, and even the most powerful divine kingdoms have gradually vanished into the river of history.

The seas have turned into mulberry fields, and the ages have shifted.

The only thing in the Hengyuan Plane that remains unchanged is this Sacred Forest.

No one knows how many years the Sacred Forest has existed; even the oldest ancestors of the Hengyuan Plane only know that it dates back to the ancient era.

This day.

Above the Sacred Forest, thunderclouds suddenly gathered and spread rapidly. An astonishing power of destruction permeated outward, and soon, the entire Sacred Forest was shrouded in this terrifying destructive force.

However, this destructive thunder continued to spread beyond the Sacred Forest at an alarming speed.

Before long, the Divine Martial Continent, where the Sacred Forest is located, was enveloped by this destructive thunder.

Within the Divine Martial Continent, the ancestors of all the super sects and the ancient monsters of the dynasties were awakened by this power of destruction.

Tai Wuji, the ancestor of the Wuji Dynasty closest to the Sacred Forest, looked at the rolling sea of thunder high in the sky, filled with dread.

If even a single bolt of this destructive thunder were to strike, it would likely blast the Wuji Imperial City into nothingness.

"What kind of divine thunder is this?"

"How could such terrifying divine thunder exist in this world?"

Tai Wuji was panic-stricken.

"Have you found out? What exactly is going on with this destructive thunder?" Tai Wuji asked the experts of the dynasty beside him.

"Ancestor, we have found out. The source of the destructive thunder is in the forbidden area of the Sacred Forest!" one of the dynasty experts said, his voice trembling at the mention of the Sacred Forest's forbidden area.

"The Sacred Forest!" Upon hearing this, Tai Wuji and the experts of the Wuji Dynasty all fell into a deathly silence.

"Could it be that the supreme existence is about to achieve the status of a Heavenly God? Are they undergoing the Heavenly God Tribulation?" a Wuji Dynasty expert speculated in shock.

Tai Wuji shook his head: "Even if it were the Heavenly God Tribulation, there would not be such terrifying tribulation thunder."

An extremely ancient ancestor of the dynasty stammered: "I heard that back in the day, Wan Beibei once entered the Sacred Forest and received guidance from that existence; only after coming out did she unify our Divine Martial Continent!"

"Even the Nine Absolute Martial God of the Martial God Hall has entered the Sacred Forest. Could that existence have already surpassed the Heavenly God?"

While the outside world debated and speculated.

Suddenly, the terrifying sea of thunder shrouding the Divine Martial Continent instantly condensed into a horrific pillar of lightning, slamming down violently toward the forbidden area of the Sacred Forest.

The moment the terrifying lightning pillar struck, light exploded outward.

Everyone's eyes stung with pain.

When they opened their eyes, the world had returned to normal; it was still a clear, sunny sky with the sun hanging high, but the terrifying thunderclouds had vanished without a trace.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, inside the forbidden area of the Sacred Forest, a ball of terrifying lightning was condensing at the tip of Lu Yiping's finger.

This ball of lightning was the very tribulation thunder that had just struck down; he had gathered it between his fingers and compressed it continuously until it became a lightning orb the size of a human head.

Such terrifying thunder, yet Lu Yiping held it between his fingers!

Under Lu Yiping's sustained compression, the lightning orb continued to shrink, eventually becoming the size of a thumb.

Then, Lu Yiping swallowed it in one gulp.

Immediately, streams of thunderous energy erupted from every pore of his body.

But soon, it stopped abruptly.

Lu Yiping absorbed the power of the tribulation thunder, stood up, and stretched his limbs. The Longevity Art had finally been practiced to the final level.

He just hadn't expected to trigger such a significant tribulation thunder.

Hmm, now that the Longevity Art is at the final level, I should have the power to protect myself even if faced with a world-ending catastrophe, right?

It is time to go out and take a look.

I wonder how things are outside now.

Lu Yiping strolled to the library pavilion and began his daily leisurely routine.

Inside the library pavilion, cabinet after cabinet was filled with books—all of them were cultivation techniques and secret manuals left behind by the gods who fell during the War of the Gods.

On the walls surrounding the library pavilion were dazzling arrays of divine artifacts.

Over these countless years, in addition to practicing the Longevity Art, he had spent his time browsing these books to pass the time. These books contained cultivation techniques, as well as zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, medical theory, formations, beast taming, alchemy, astronomy, and geography—everything one could imagine.

Several days later.

Dressed in pale blue robes and appearing to be only in his twenties, Lu Yiping walked out of the forbidden area of the Sacred Forest.

Before long, they arrived at the edge of the Sacred Forest.

The perimeter of the Sacred Forest was surrounded by the Hundred Thousand Mountains, where fierce beasts of the God Realm and even the True God Realm were not uncommon.

Lu Yiping gazed at the endless mountain range before him, took a wide stride, and vanished into the vast peaks in the blink of an eye.

The further he traveled outward, the more sect experts he encountered who had come to hunt beasts.

These experts hailed from various sects and schools, utilizing a dazzling array of cultivation methods and Profound Techniques; yet, regardless of the technique or skill, Lu Yiping understood them all with a single glance.

However, just as Lu Yiping was about to exit the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he saw a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old slaying a low-level Fire Rabbit, and he came to a halt.

The boy was using a sword, but his level of swordsmanship was truly abysmal; furthermore, the technique was incomplete, with many moves practiced in a distorted, unrecognizable fashion.

After the boy killed the Fire Rabbit, Lu Yiping walked over.

Seeing Lu Yiping approach, the boy gripped his longsword tightly, his face full of vigilance.

Lu Yiping paid no mind to the boy's wary expression and asked, "Little brother, who did you learn this Asura Sword Technique from?"

"Asura Sword Technique?" The boy shook his head. "This is the Demon Purging Sword Technique, not some Asura Sword Technique."

Lu Yiping was taken aback.

The boy ignored Lu Yiping, picked up the Fire Rabbit, and hurried toward the outside of the mountains.

Lu Yiping thought for a moment, then followed him.

Before long, a small village came into view.

Wisps of smoke curled upward from the village chimneys.

As the boy reached the village entrance, a villager walked out and called to him, "Xiao Yu, you went hunting again? Your father is looking for you."

Hearing this, the boy quickened his pace and ran back into the village.