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Zhang Haoran did not choose to rashly break through to the seventh level, as that would lead to an unstable foundation. Although the opportunity to listen to the great master preach was valuable, his own future was more important.

He had only been in the sixth rank for a few days before coming here to listen to Patriarch Bodhi's sermon. He hadn't even experienced much combat during that time, so he lacked the necessary experience to break through to the seventh rank. It was too risky for him to directly skip a major realm!
Besides, if he becomes a seventh-tier powerhouse, he will be rejected when he returns to the Three Realms. It would be better for him to maintain his peak sixth-tier state for now and break through after dealing with the Heavenly Emperor.

Zhang Haoran has now built an incredibly solid foundation, so breaking through to the seventh rank will not be difficult for him.

The last two days of sermons were not wasted. Not only did they solidify the foundation and deepen the understanding of the sixth rank, but they also enabled the Sword Soul to reach the seventh rank in one fell swoop.

He is a swordsman, and his sword soul is his foundation. Now that his sword soul has reached the seventh level, it is only a matter of time before his cultivation breaks through. As long as he goes through a few intense battles within the sixth level and hone his cultivation, he can break through at any time. Advancing his sword soul is equivalent to obtaining a ticket to become a high-level cultivator.

Two days later, the level of the sermon jumped directly to the seventh level. He couldn't understand it at all. He only felt that what the other party was saying was very mysterious, but he couldn't understand the meaning.

Zhang Haoran didn't force it and tried his best to record the parts he could understand.

He began to use the sound of the Great Dao to refine his swordsmanship and improve various martial arts skills. He even took out skills that he rarely used before and improved them.

As expected of a ninth-tier expert lecturing on the Dao, he took out some third-tier combat techniques, and after being baptized by the Daoist sounds that he couldn't understand, he could instantly find the corresponding laws and easily integrate them into the Dao of Sword.

He wasn't the only one doing this; other sixth-tier experts were doing the same. The level of the Dao was too high now, and forcing oneself to understand it might not be a good thing. It was better to use the sound of the Great Dao to refine one's battle techniques.

With the assistance of the Great Dao's Voice, all skills and combat tactics have been upgraded to the sixth tier, keeping pace with the current situation.

At this point, the rate of improvement of the Origin Dao slowed down, and Zhang Haoran began to use the Daoist essence here to refine himself. He had improved too quickly during this period and needed to refine himself properly.

Otherwise, he might become a mere Qi-blood martial artist with only Qi and blood but no corresponding strength.

With his current strength, he is absolutely confident that he can kill the Heavenly Emperor and take control of the High Martial World.

Before you know it, the sermon is nearing its end. That's how it is when you listen to a great sermon. When you can understand it, time seems to pass very slowly. It's as if every word will echo in your mind for a long time. You can slowly comprehend and savor it.

But time flies when you can't understand something. Just like when Wang Lin and Xiao Yan listened to the Dao, even though several months had passed, they felt like only a few minutes had gone by.

Zhang Haoran felt the same way. After talking about advancing to the seventh level, he felt that only a few days had passed before it was about to end.

However, judging from the satisfied expressions of those seventh and eighth-level experts, at least another month has passed.

The falling starlight gradually thinned, and the golden lotus that enveloped everyone began to fade.

Whether they were formal disciples in the square or bystanders, they all stood up, bowed, and said, "Thank you for bestowing the Dharma upon us, Ancestor!"

Zhang Haoran glanced at Sun Wukong out of the corner of his eye, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"So perverted!"

Before listening to the Dao, he was a mortal. No, that's not accurate. He should be described as a naturally born stone monkey without any cultivation. But after listening to the Dao for a few months, he directly reached the level of a celestial being.

In terms of the standards of all the heavens and myriad worlds, he would be at the sixth level, which is even stronger than before he heard the Dao.

What Zhang Haoran envied most was that the other person was never confused from beginning to end, and seemed to understand everything!

Even if one's preaching level reaches the seventh or even eighth level, and one's cultivation level cannot keep up, one can still memorize it.

After some experience in the future, I can transform what I've gained into strength and easily become a high-level cultivator.

At that moment, he felt a familiar gaze on him. Following the gaze, he discovered that it was Su Xiao.

The aura emanating from Su Xiao is completely unfathomable; he's probably either at the peak of the seventh or eighth rank.

Zhang Haoran nodded to the other party. Since it was inconvenient to communicate telepathically here, they could only communicate with their eyes. His eyes showed both envy and contempt, clearly saying, "You, an eighth-level expert, weren't you pretending not to know me before? Why are you looking at me now?"

He has no intention of asking the other party for help now; he can handle the little Heavenly Emperor himself!

The final boss of the main world should be fought by oneself.

Zhang Haoran wasn't too envious of Su Xiao's cultivation level; he knew he would reach that level sooner or later.

The key is that the world of high martial arts is rich in resources, and he is richer than Su Xiao.

No matter how strong Su Xiao is, he can't just snatch things away. Masters of techniques are all penniless. He probably even pawned his pants to challenge the supreme person this time. He can use his wealth points to defeat his opponent.

In the Myriad Realms Building, money talks.

As for why Su Xiao's strength could improve so quickly, Zhang Haoran also figured it out: it must be because the Myriad Realms Tower accelerated time.

Only a few months had passed for him, but Su Xiao had already gone through dozens of worlds of progress.

This group of time travelers should graduate at the same time, but I wonder if they'll have a ceremony or take a graduation photo.

After all, there were at least a thousand of his fellow transmigrators at the beginning, but less than a hundred have survived to this day, truly one in ten.

Those who graduate are undoubtedly elites, and at the very least, they control a region of the world.

If we could get everyone together for a graduation dinner or something, we could even build some connections.

It will be good to have someone to rely on when I officially enter the Myriad Realms Tower. In the future, I will be facing powerful forces from all the heavens and myriad realms, and there will be no shortage of ninth-level experts!
It would be ideal if we could have a group of peers supporting each other.

Su Xiao simply nodded without saying a word, but his eyes were full of profound meaning.

Zhang Haoran immediately understood; the meaning was clearly: "Don't kill the Earth Emperor, I still have a score to settle with him!"

As expected of the destroyer of the law, second on the list of those who hold grudges in the void, his reputation is well-deserved.

Back then, the two of them had finally managed to drive off the guards in the royal city of the Demon Plant Kingdom, and were just about to plunder the city when they were chased away by Daoist Fengyun. This was a life-or-death feud for Su Xiao.

Even the most skilled masters are dirt poor; for them, not being allowed to collect the spoils of their war would be worse than death.

Especially when Su Xiao had to face the greatest force in the void, the Eternal Star of AoMao, all by himself.

This is tantamount to driving him to his death; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a life-or-death feud.

Zhang Haoran was speechless.

You're already an eighth-tier expert, yet you still remember such a trivial matter so clearly.

He was about to make a sarcastic remark when he suddenly noticed that Su Xiao's figure was somewhat blurry, and a stream of light enveloped him.

At the same time, a white light appeared on his body.

The next moment, a white light appeared on all the onlookers, and with a whoosh, they shot into the sky. The scene of thousands of streaks of light shooting straight into the sky was quite spectacular.

Zhang Haoran knew that the sermon was over and he needed to send them back to their original time point.

Looking down at the increasingly smaller plaza, he felt a pang of reluctance. Here, there was no need for scheming, no need for fighting, and no need to vie for rare treasures. Simply listening to the teachings of powerful figures could rapidly improve one's strength, and one's foundation would be incredibly solid. Even mistakes made in previous cultivation would be corrected. Any strong person would cherish such a place. Unfortunately, such an opportunity only came once.

He suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and then he was switched with the fake body. Returning was much easier than going; by transferring through the Myriad Realms Building once, he could return to the original point in time.

The moment he appeared, the once still river of time began to flow again.

At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor, who was on high alert, was somewhat bewildered. He saw Zhang Haoran reluctantly take out the hearing pass and thought it was some kind of trump card, and was already prepared to make a move.

As a result, after a burst of golden light, the audience pass turned to ashes, nothing happened, not even a slight energy fluctuation.

At this moment, the other party closed his eyes and stood there motionless, but his aura fluctuated.

"Could it be that the prop failed to work and he can't accept the fact?"

The Heavenly Emperor wasn't in a hurry. The cooked duck couldn't fly away. He didn't know that in just a moment, his opponent had transformed from an ant that he could easily crush into an existence that could overwhelm him.

Zhang Haoran didn't act immediately because he was getting used to the current strength.

Although listening to the great master's teachings poses no hidden dangers, the leap in strength from just entering the sixth rank to reaching the peak of the sixth rank is too great, and it will take some time to adapt.

In particular, his sword soul breaking through to the seventh level allowed him to reach the Heavenly Sword level in martial arts, a completely new realm that requires careful study to fully appreciate its wonders.

Zhang Haoran felt that now, if he wanted, he could transform any law within the domain into a sword law.

For example, fire-based laws can be transformed into fire sword techniques, and water-based laws can be transformed into water sword techniques. Even the laws within the domain supported by the Heavenly Emperor can be transformed into sword techniques, allowing them to backfire on the user. The seventh rank is considered high-level and has absolute dominance over the sixth rank.

However, he did not do that. Defeating the Heavenly Emperor was easy, but killing him instantly was not an option for the time being. He had to prevent the Heavenly Emperor from resorting to desperate measures and causing too much damage to the Three Realms.

He needs to conceal some of his strength first, leaving the Heavenly Emperor with hope, and then strike decisively when he has fully adapted to his current power and is confident that he can kill the Heavenly Emperor with a single blow.

As he familiarized himself with the power, he began to carefully sense the seed projection, estimating that the Heavenly Emperor's final trump card was hidden there.

However, in his perception, that place was a chaotic mess.

It seemed that something was affecting his perception.

"This old thing is indeed extraordinary. There must be some great treasure hidden in the seed. It seems I have to be careful and not give him the opportunity to use it."

However, such a powerful treasure is not easy for the Heavenly Emperor to use; he must at least hold it in his hands.

That was my chance.

"If we could just snatch it, that would be a pretty good haul."

It should be noted that swordsmen are naturally perceptive, and this swordsman, who also possesses the Heavenly Sword Realm and whose cultivation has reached the pinnacle of this world, still could not detect the true nature of that treasure. Therefore, it must be no ordinary treasure.

Therefore, we must be careful during the battle. If the Heavenly Emperor despairs and detonates that treasure, it will be a huge problem. Not only will the boundary be lost, but the entire Three Realms will suffer.

He strongly suspected that most of the energy absorbed by the Nine Emperors over the past tens of thousands of years had been used to nurture that treasure.

Most importantly, his current strength is at the peak of the sixth rank, only one level higher than his opponent. If he were to fight the Heavenly Emperor now, he would definitely win, but it would be impossible for him to kill him instantly.

Therefore, it is essential to control the force of your shot.
With their combined strength, if they were to fight with all their might without regard for anything else, they could shatter the entire Three Realms.

Zhang Haoran frowned and said, "No, I have to think of something. I can't let that old guy get desperate."

However, he wasn't very good at scheming, and the plans he could come up with were rather straightforward, so the old silver coin would definitely see through them.

Just as he was racking his brains for a solution, the Heavenly Emperor returned to his kind expression and said, "Well, have you thought it through?"

Is war or peace?

As long as you are willing to submit to me.

This conspiracy that has lasted for tens of thousands of years will end soon. I will plug the hole in the source land, and the Nine Emperors can be disposed of by you. Whether to kill them or enslave them is entirely up to you.

With just a nod, peace will immediately reign in the three realms.

There will be no more fighting, no more killing.

If you want, you can even go back to Magic Martial Arts University to continue your studies, find a girlfriend, and enjoy life.

Is not it good?
Why risk your life for a bit of pride?

The Heavenly Emperor's words were full of seduction, not in the content of his speech, but in the seduction at the level of laws. Every word he uttered could directly point to one's true nature and resonate with the Great Dao.

Unfortunately, these laws of power were crushed by the sword soul as soon as they entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Haoran immediately retorted angrily, "This old guy is too cunning! It's not enough that he just fooled me, he actually used the power of laws. By the way, what kind of Great Dao is this? It's too suitable for an old silver coin like me."

"If it weren't for my strong will, I might have gotten infected."

Thinking of his experiences in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace and Mo Wenjian's tragic life, he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

He could handle this kind of seduction, but what about others? Fang Ping, Zhang Tao, and even the King of Zhentian would definitely not be able to resist it.

The thought of all humanity submitting to the Heavenly Emperor and regarding him as their savior sent chills down Zhang Haoran's spine.

"No! This old guy is too dangerous. We have to kill him quickly, even if it comes at a price."

Actually, he's overthinking it.

This kind of Dao is similar to the invasion of will, and cannot be used on a large scale.

Moreover, once someone reaches the level of a true god, they will have some resistance and will not be easily seduced for a long time.

To be precise, as long as you embark on the path of origin, you will have a certain degree of immunity, since this is just a characteristic of a law.

The original Dao will automatically repel external laws, and this influence will not last long.

Just as Zhang Haoran was about to kill the Heavenly Emperor at all costs, he immediately realized that if the Heavenly Emperor really had such abilities, he would have controlled all living beings in the Three Realms long ago. Why would he need to hide in the shadows for tens of thousands of years?

He realized that there is only one path for martial artists in this world, which means they can only master one law.

The Heavenly Emperor would certainly not choose such a non-aggressive law; therefore, it must be achieved through other means.

His gaze returned to the seed projection; this was the key. If he could break free from the Heavenly Emperor's control, he would no longer be able to use the laws here, and activating that treasure would take even longer. (End of Chapter)