They began forming their own powers and factions, initially taking the form of tribal city-states.
Later, as they multiplied and thrived, their scale gradually expanded. Within several hundred years, these major powers had each established their own nations, ushering in an era of many states vying for supremacy.
The ultimate victor of that struggle was the present-day Great Song. They unified all forces, founded a single great nation, and had endured to this day.
Throughout this process, the Blessed Land's martial cultivation system was gradually developed and perfected, with a total of four realms.
A First Realm Martial Warrior had strength coursing through their entire body, capable of battling wolves, tigers, and leopards, and taking on ten men alone.
A Second Realm Martial Warrior was impervious to ordinary weapons, blades and spears could not pierce them, their fists could split stone, their feet could break timber, and they were a match for ten thousand men.
A Third Realm Martial Warrior cultivated true qi, able to cross mountains and leap rivers, taking a person's life from a hundred paces away.
A Fourth Realm Martial Warrior returned to simplicity, extended their lifespan by sixty years, wielded objects with qi, and flew across a hundred zhang. The world called them terrestrial immortals.
Through the Martial God Statue's account, Chen Yang and Yang Lingrui also came to understand the combat standards of this Blessed Land.
Its upper limit was roughly around the Tenth Level Qi Gathering, far short of the Core Formation level.
"Mm, I understand the situation in the Blessed Land. Then where did this mysterious Imperial Preceptor spoken of by the common folk come from?"
"Exalted God, I do not know much about this matter either."
Facing Chen Yang's question, the Martial God Statue's tone in its Thought Transmission was also quite