The nine Witch Emperors rode the Sun Chariot, casting a tapestry of seven-colored sunset, a hint of loneliness in their expressions.
"A being with the weakest strength of the sa realm, body plagued by illness, unable to fight, yet can beco an emperor."
Previously, if anyone had spoken thus of these supre Beast Kings who ruled vast continents and the Witch Emperors commanding the sun, they would have scoffed.
After all, throughout history, this was a strict era where martial might reigned supre!
Every monarch stood triumphant on mountains of corpses, having defeated nurous prodigious talents along their path!
But now, witnessing such an unimaginable scene with their own eyes, they could not help but believe.
Such existence, sickly and hidden, though unable to war, could devise various miraculous skills, pioneer paths for the world, and assist a mighty individual to ascend as an invincible Great Emperor, sweeping across the world. The strategic significance was beyond their imagination.
"Ah, born in unfortunate tis."
On the Sun Chariot, a Witch Emperor from the Long Arm Country sighed, "Today’s battle highlighted the vast disparity. Sharing this era with such a formidable being, we are destined to fade into obscurity! How can we speak of continuing the glory of the past reign of Emperor Chu of the Witch Country? Unifying the continent, subduing all races, and venturing into the infinite cosmos?"
"It’s not an unfortunate era, but rather a lack of opportunities."
A female Witch Emperor from the Long Hair Country smiled bitterly, full of envy, "If that ship doctor had encountered , and I received his aid, I would be the one standing there now."
Many Witch Emperors sighed in regret.
The world often sees top talents, but opportunities to soar to the heavens are rare.
However, a Witch Emperor from the Dantian Country, Zhang Tu, spoke, "Previously, the man nad ’Ghost Witch Doctor’ declared that he would not only open the path to the seventh realm but would also teach the Seven Divine Skills, allowing the world to learn. Could it be true?"
Everyone was taken aback.
Forcing their way was evidently no longer effective.
Now, they could neither defeat him nor seize the ship doctor.
Logically speaking, such Qin Divine Skills would never be taught to outsiders like them, but if it were that eccentric man, might he really do so?
And the current strongest being with no ambition wouldn’t stop him either...
They couldn’t help but feel a flash of anticipation!
If they could learn such skills, the Seven Divine Skills, any Miracle Technique would be enough to rekindle their battles with that Beast Race Great Emperor.
...
Two years passed.
The era had beco utterly peaceful.
Everyone knew there was an invincible overlord in the world.
Though he hadn’t declared himself emperor, founded a dynasty, or sought to rule the world, with this Celestial Emperor overseeing the era, ambitions to kill and unify the world had been extinguished.
Instead, they continued to develop, exploring the seven realms of the Ancestral Witch, opening various refining thods.
The era grew ever more prosperous and peaceful.
Even the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries no longer dared to enslave the Beast Race or Human Race, no more openly capturing slave ships, fearing to displease those two beings.
The Human and Beast Races also experienced a rise, continuously developing.
Among the Beast Race tribes, a War God statue was worshipped.
In the Human tribes, a statue of the ship doctor was also venerated.
But at this ti, above the Chang’e Palace.
Soon, after mastering the Three-stage Transformation, the Minotaur lady beca bored again.
No one could fight her, each day was tediously long.
"Why don’t you start another lecture, let them learn your Divine Hand?" She tentatively asked, "Let them transform themselves as well?"
"What’s wrong, your cowhide itching again, eager for a third beating, wanting to be chased by a crowd again?" Zhu Zhengwei was researching in the lab, without lifting his head.
"Yes." She nodded earnestly, "Our Minotaur tribe is full of brave warriors, it’s hard to endure when no one can fight."
Zhu Zhengwei shook his head, "This ti, even if I pass down that Miracle Technique, the Divine Hand, it won’t be sothing they can learn."
However, a second legendary lecture was still necessary.
This life choice, since he chose this path, it must have a beginning and an end.
"After this lecture, I won’t teach this knowledge on a large scale anymore, this will be the last ti."
Soon, news spread across the world:
[Chang’e Palace’s ancient boat, second legendary lecture, teaching the Divine Sect’s thod, this will be the last lecture, no racial restriction, all sixth realm powerhouses may board the boat to seek enlightennt.]
The world was instantly in an uproar.
In an ancient mountain.
"Finally..."
A cave dwelling, very simple, a supre powerhouse laughed heartily, his voice echoed through several towns below the mountain.
This was a peak Emperor realm powerhouse, his hair and beard white,
"In my life, I seek not power, using the sky as my quilt and the earth as my bed, only seeking immortality, only seeking the Way. Yet, I wish to learn the Divine Sect’s thod of the ’Ghost Witch Doctor’, to witness the pinnacle view of this world. If I succeed, my life will have no regrets!"
Such scenes played out across the world synchronously.
Throughout the era.
Nurous hidden powerhouses, reigning emperors, Elf Kings from the Fairy Country, Beast Kings from the Beast Race, all erged.
Previously, during the first lecture, few sixth realm beings attended, mostly tribes sending scouts, with the powerful watching and fearing deception.
Yet the result was that despite nurous casualties, it genuinely taught without reservation, passing down the secret skill for breakthrough to the seventh realm, allowing all living beings to cultivate, entering an unprecedented mythical era!
Now, with the second lecture, how could they not go?
In just three days, countless varieties of small boats surrounded the tens of thousands of ters long Chang’e Palace ancient boat.
In the past, such a gathering of powerhouses, each with volatile tempers, would have already sparked fights, but now they dared not act recklessly.
They waited for a full seven days until the ti expired.
With a splash!
From the ocean, a tall, alluring peerless beauty slowly erged from the waves.
She exuded a remarkable seventh-stage aura, and her thod of breakthrough seed not to use the Boundary-breaking Pearl, but a cultivation skill unique to her, never seen before.
"Who is this...?"
All beings of the Emperor realm ignited with a hint of fear, suddenly overwheld by a surge of intense crisis, unaware that such a mysterious figure existed.
But the nine Witch Emperors, who knew the truth of world history, exchanged glances,
"It’s actually this legendary ancient being, it truly exists and has co to attend this lecture?"
Ancient records ntioned that this land once harbored an ancient deep-sea overlord and an unknown identity immortality seeker.
That ancient overlord resided in the eternal depths of the ocean abyss, a deep-sea ancient god rejected by the heavens, older than all current human civilizations.
"This is likely not the main body, but an incarnate derived from it..."
Just as they pondered, amazed that even such figures had arrived...
Boom!
The large door of the Chang’e Palace suddenly opened wide, resounding with divine sound and grand Dao thrumming through the air, a voice rang out:
"Co forth if you would learn the Way."
"Today, not only will the Divine Sect’s thod be taught, but it will also witness an era!"
"This Chang’e Palace, is about to take flight, venturing into the cosmos... under the brilliance of the Star River, to impart the Way to all living beings."
Upon these words falling, everyone marveled, having their eyes opened.
This lecture is going to be conducted aboard the cosmic-faring Chang’e Palace under the stars?
And the content of the lecture, how astounding might it be?
Everyone had an inkling this would be an experience of a lifeti, and an unprecedented grand era of myth was about to fully comnce.
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