He wanted to challenge his own limits. Since he was to be an emperor of the era, he should lead a perfect life. But what does a formidable individual pursue in their twilight years?
It was evident.
"The technique of immortality, chasing a glimr of hope before death, even if it ans turning into fireworks, extinguishing in this world."
Zhu Zhengwei reached out with his hands, as if trying to grasp the sky, his gaze filled with interest: "Since I’ve lived this life... how can I not strive to live it fully? I must also attempt to break through myself, to see if I can achieve that."
On this day, Zhu Zhengwei descended from the Moon Palace to embark on his journey.
He traveled through many countries, observing the changes in the world and the evolution of species.
He visited nurous islands and countries, and to his surprise, discovered a fact,
"A thousand years have passed, and the Beastman race, and even insects and reptiles, have undergone different racial transformations, just like Darwin’s theory of evolution.... Between two distant continents, the colors, habits, and ecology of insect species differ, becoming more in tune with nature, with no traces of genetic engineering."
A thousand years are not enough for major species adaptation and evolution.
"It’s due to the Qi, the essence of which is Soul Energy, and here the Soul Energy is abundant, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is plentiful.... allowing organisms to more easily undergo tamorphosis."
Zhu Zhengwei squatted down and picked a plant, an Immortal Herb, "If it develops like this, in the future, there might indeed be Spirit Beasts, due to absorbing too much Soul Energy, possibly even awakening wisdom."
"Alas."
The Immortal Herbs sighed, watching the distant figure fading away, as if witnessing another emperor passing away and the end of a great era.
Zhu Zhengwei wandered, sotis stopping to study various biological structures, and also ford his own understanding of the First Dharma Gate and the Billion Prison Immortal Thief.
But just as he was passing through a small coastal country.
Boom!
From a distant mountain peak, soone suddenly made a move and launched an attack.
"Hahahaha! When the Moon Palace is empty, I knew you had descended into the world.... I’ve finally found you, the legendary man, clearly weak in battle strength, yet invisibly ruling the entire world era as a terrifying presence..."
"On that ship that conquered the entire era and fought against all the world’s strong figures, I might not match any fighting Emperor Realm crew mber, but if I kill the ship’s humble doctor, a non-combatant, it would be more than enough. With the Seven Dharmas of the Divine Sect, I can achieve many results!"
Endless Qi filled the air, exploding the whole land.
Zhu Zhengwei looked up at the sky, sowhat surprised to find himself ambushed, and then he realized, "Previously, with divine authority, no one could detect ... and now, I’m truly just an ordinary mortal, subject to birth, aging, sickness, and death... It’s natural not to sense a sneak attack."
anwhile, strong figures from various distant countries, sensing this, gnashed their teeth in anger.
What a petty person, so disgraceful, lacking the heart of a strong one, ambushing a ntor and sage of inherently weak bloodline, the Moon Palace ship doctor who passed down the Divine Sect technique.
"Vile creature, desist from your wickedness!"
"How audacious!"
Streaks of rainbow light shot out, striking in fury, but unfortunately, it was already too late.
However, when they arrived, they saw a pale young man constantly coughing up blood, riding a plump white boar, walking through the mountains.
"What is this?" they marvelled at the scene.
How could they not perceive it?
This person, with an exhausted body and depleted potential, coughing blood all the way, unable to stop the bleeding, had completely fallen to the seventh-level realm, with an aura weak enough to match only so powerful sixth-level ones, yet could still use these demon techniques, defeating the opponent with ease.
It showed that this Witch Doctor had reached an extraordinary level of mastery over ti.
This might indeed be the peak of skill and martial tactics.
"Teacher..." A human emperor realm bowed slowly as he arrived.
"It’s Qin Xiao." Zhu Zhengwei nodded, thinking about how that young human had reached such heights over the years.
Qin Xiao pondered, "Teacher, I want to establish a nation and unify the world, what do you think?"
"As you wish, there are no emperors in this world, the heroes contend for supremacy, why ask ?" Zhu Zhengwei shook his head.
"Although I don’t claim the title of emperor, people still dare not act rashly."
Qin Xiao said, "Then our Human Race should thrive... Though short-lived, our rapid growth, aging, and decline, our vast population, ensures that emperors with a three-hundred-year lifespan can still be produced..."
Over the years, the Human Race’s population had grown so much that many strong people erged.
Though short-lived, they advanced one after another, streaming like carp crossing the river, though individually weaker at the sa realm, their sheer numbers were enough to support a flourishing era.
"Oh, you’ve developed the second technique, Yama Hundred Refinents, successfully?" Zhu Zhengwei asked.
"Yes, otherwise, we’d struggle to defeat an invincible long-lived race, but relying on this Emperor Spirit to create Spiritual Artifacts, condensing our ancestors’ power, allows our Human Race, wielding Emperor’s Artifacts, to match top Emperor Realms." He said.
Zhu Zhengwei nodded.
It seems that his Artifact Refining Dharma Gate could indeed alter the world’s structure.
"As you wish."
Zhu Zhengwei soon bid farewell to the young human and continued walking the earth.
After more than a decade, Zhu Zhengwei heard news that the Human Race had co to rule the entire land, forcing the nine Witch Emperors to concede and acknowledge his position.
And this Human Emperor was called Emperor Qin by all!
However, when he ascended the throne, after the first generation Emperor Chu, he deliberately skipped the second generation Celestial Emperor and left a blank, becoming the third Celestial Emperor of his ti.
But Zhu Zhengwei just smiled and continued his journey, feeling sowhat troubled in his heart, "Is it possible that I will truly die of old age in this life, despite my efforts as a King of Competition, unable to pioneer anything?"
"I believe I’m not lacking in talent, yet I can open up the technique of the Divine Sect but cannot live a second life?"
"Or deep down, I know I’m not truly facing death, lacking the pressure of mortality, rely testing my limits." he felt a sense of regret in his heart.
He continued his journey, continuously gaining insights.
He suddenly recalled how, in the early days, he had secluded himself on a mountain in Bamboo Scenic Village, researching the Qi Eating Skill... and in a blink, he found himself about to conclude this life in the sa manner, researching Qi for the world.
He traveled on, quickly gaining new insights, even diving into the seafloor.
He delved into an ancient castle deep in the sea, an isolated place, intending to converse with the ancient beings there, to uncover what they had hidden all these years.
Click.
The door swung open.
Inside the castle, a tiless female voice sounded, expressing so admiration.
"Your Excellency, one of the world’s sages, even though I have lived through many ages and seen countless outstanding figures, few possess your talent. Witnessing another poignant departure, it is truly sad."
"Back then, hearing your selfless discourse greatly benefited , establishing a bond of goodwill. Today, I open the gates to welco you as a guest, hoping for a genuine conversation, exchanging insights, wishing you a glimr of hope to carve out a new future."
Zhu Zhengwei passed through the corridor, arriving at a colossal proportioned super castle.
Like an ant, he walked on the vast carpet, looking at the oversized flower pots, lamps, and decorations along both sides.
On both sides were gigantic deep-sea crabs, enormous shells, and imnse lobsters dressed as maids, acting like servants, "Honored guest, please follow ."
Zhu Zhengwei nodded.
Soon, he saw a huge deep-sea behemoth seven to eight stories tall, painting a portrait. The subject was the Man with a Tear Mole.
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