Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

"I just feel that since you asked this question, there must be a deeper meaning behind it. Perhaps, we humans can start from here."

The atmosphere inside the hall instantly came alive! The original deathly silence and despair were replaced by a new restlessness, tinged with calculation and anticipation.

"The Holy Mother is absolutely right! I have been waiting for this!"

"Senior Ying Xuan is not truly heartless; it's just that his feelings are not tied to the entire clan, but perhaps to a more 'specific' being!"

"Bloodline, Daoist partner, disciple... these are the key factors that might bind such powerful individuals!"

The cold-faced old men quickly exchanged glances and reached a consensus.

The elder from the Void Family made the decision directly, his voice resolute.

"Immediately issue the order! Secretly select the most outstanding and excellent Holy Maidens from all the major holy lands, ancient families, and the top forces of our human race. The best in terms of aptitude, appearance, and character will be chosen! The number of candidates is tentatively set at one hundred!"
We will personally oversee and gather the secret resources of each sect to provide these holy maidens with the most rigorous and top-tier instruction and training! We will not only enhance their cultivation but also refine their character, teaching them etiquette, knowledge, and even… how to serve and please a supreme being!

His eyes gleamed with a shrewd and calculating light.

"The day Senior Ying Xuan returns from the Ancient Mythical Road will be the day we present these one hundred carefully nurtured Holy Maidens, along with a dowry that will demonstrate the sincerity of our human race!"

"This plan is excellent!"

Everyone echoed their agreement, their faces regaining their radiance. Although this method was somewhat underhanded, even tinged with obvious utilitarianism and calculation, what did face matter in the face of absolute power disparity and the survival of their race?
If we can use this method to "deeply bind" Ying Xuan, this peerless expert, to the human race, even if it's just to gain his favor and protection, it would be a great blessing for the human race!

The atmosphere inside the hall shifted completely from the previous somber despair to a different kind of "fervent" atmosphere, filled with calculation and anticipation.

A meticulously planned scheme of "offering beauty" and "marriage" centered around Ying Xuan and orchestrated by the highest levels of the Beidou human race was quietly unfolding.

Inside the human race's main hall, the flame of hope and scheming that had been rekindled by finding a "breakthrough" did not burn for long. Although the proposal was approved by the majority.

But after calming down, a more realistic and thorny problem arose: how to convey their "sincerity" and "invitation" to Ying Xuan, who was deep in the mythical ancient road and whose whereabouts were unknown?

The protectors, elders, and lords of the holy land exchanged glances, and the atmosphere became subtle once again.

They reached a consensus that they must not allow a supreme being with the combat power of an emperor and who was born into the human race to completely separate himself from the human race, or even to marry into another race in the future.

Ying Xuan's earlier rhetorical question about the fate of the descendants of past emperors was interpreted by them as a veiled hint—such powerful beings may not care about the rise and fall of the entire human race, but they may not be without thoughts about the continuation of their own bloodline and the inheritance of their lineage.

However, thinking about it is one thing, doing it is another.

An old man with a simple and unsophisticated face and a steady, rock-like demeanor stroked his long beard and pondered.

"The Mythical Ancient Road is fraught with peril, isolating both inside and outside. Given the strength Senior Ying Xuan has demonstrated, self-preservation should not be a problem, but we find it difficult to communicate with him. Unless…"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, and spoke slowly.

"Unless we can ask someone who is also at the pinnacle and may have some knowledge of the ancient mythical road to pass on the message."

These words stirred something in many hearts, but they quickly shook their heads in disbelief. In the Big Dipper Starfield, who else besides the ancient supreme beings in the forbidden zones of life could be qualified to be called "Peak" and possibly have some understanding of the mythical ancient path? But those supreme beings were mortal enemies of the human race and would never be able to help.

Just as everyone's thoughts were in turmoil, another old man, who had been resting with his eyes closed, was as thin as a bamboo pole and had deep wrinkles on his face that could trap mosquitoes, suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice with a hint of cold mockery.

"Unless what? Unless we beg that person in the Forbidden Ancient Land?"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze! It was as if an invisible cold current swept through every corner, causing many powerful cultivators with profound cultivation to feel a chill down their spines and have difficulty breathing.

The Forbidden Land of the Ancient Wilderness! The Ruthless Great Emperor!
That is a more mysterious and terrifying existence than ordinary forbidden zones! Although both are forbidden zones, the Ruthless Great Emperor's reputation and methods have long surpassed the scope of ordinary ancient supreme beings.

She established her authority through ruthless slaughter, looking down upon all ages. The blood of powerful figures stained on her hands probably exceeds the combined blood of some supreme beings in forbidden zones! She shows no mercy to the human race either; among the lives devoured by the desolate ancient forbidden land, the number of human cultivators is definitely not small.

Over the years, almost none of the powerful human beings who have tried to enter the forbidden area to seek opportunities or pay homage have come out alive.

Go and ask the Ruthless Great Emperor to deliver a message? What's the difference between that and going straight to your death?
The gaunt old man's cloudy eyes slowly moved, sweeping over the faces that were either shocked, fearful, or deep in thought, and his sneer grew even stronger.

"Who dares to go? And who can guarantee that he will listen to us instead of turning the intruder into a humanoid elixir or simply slapping him to ashes?"

The hall was deathly silent. The fervor that had just been building up to the selection of a holy maiden and the preparation of lavish gifts seemed to have been completely extinguished by the bucket of ice water poured on by the "Ruthless Emperor."

Yes, Ying Xuan is incredibly powerful, strong enough to sweep through the Undying Mountain and perhaps even dominate the Mythical Ancient Road. But to deliver a single message to him, would it cost the lives of one or even several top human experts to venture into that perilous ancient forbidden land where certain death is certain? Who would be willing to bear such a price? And who would dare to?
Expecting the Ruthless Great Emperor to show mercy out of consideration for the common human race? Don't be ridiculous! No one can ever fathom the thoughts of that person.

"Never mind..."

After a long silence, the old Taoist priest in the Bagua robe sighed, breaking the suffocating silence.

"This matter... requires further consideration. Perhaps... we could try to leave a message or mark at the original site of the Undying Mountain, or somewhere where Senior Ying Xuan might return? Or perhaps... we could wait for Senior to return via the ancient path?"

But this proposal seems weak and ineffective.

The Undying Mountain has become a deep pit. When Ying Xuan will return, whether he will return at all, and from where he will return are all unknown. If I leave a message, will the other party read it? And if they do, will they respond?
The atmosphere inside the main hall plummeted once again.

A profound sense of powerlessness permeated everyone's hearts. They had plenty of plans, but no way to get through; they knew opportunity lay ahead, but it seemed impossibly far away.

……

On the ancient mythical road, deep within the sea of ​​bitter stars, Ying Xuan was unaware that the Beidou human race was racking their brains for him, even coming up with the absurd idea of ​​asking the Ruthless Great Emperor to deliver a message.

He was currently immersed in the profound feeling of integrating his own power and the transformation of the formation.

The Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation unfolds, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, like an independent small star field, quietly floating above the cold and bitter sea.

The formation was like an insatiable gluttonous beast, continuously devouring everything around it—chaotic energy, fragments of free-floating laws, and the seawater containing the laws of Yin and the remnants of the Bitter Sea of ​​the powerful.

In the sky, streaks of light captured by the array's gravity would occasionally fall into its range, where they would be decomposed and refined, transforming into beams of light of various colors that would converge into the 108 star islands, enhancing their foundation.

On the main island at the very core of the formation, Ying Xuan sat cross-legged. A massive amount of pure spiritual energy was converging from all the islands, flowing into his dantian, the Sea of ​​Bitterness, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

The sea of ​​suffering churned, and the newly born spring of life gushed forth an even purer and more powerful divine life force.

This force surged along the spine—the transformed human body, like a giant dragon awakening—driving his bones, blood, and even every tiny cell in his body to undergo a deeper and more thorough transformation!

"Crack...knock..."

Subtle and dense sounds, like the shattering of jade or the ringing of metal, emanated continuously from his body.

Those were the old, relatively fragile cells that were eliminated, crushed, and reorganized under the powerful energy impact and the dragon energy of the spine! The newly generated cells were more resilient, more active, and contained more abundant energy. Like hungry young beasts, they frantically devoured the surging spiritual power and strengthened themselves.

A powerful aura, unique to powerful body cultivators, began to rise from Ying Xuan's body. It was as hot as a furnace and as heavy as a mountain! This aura was different from when he broke through to the Dragon Transformation Realm. It was more condensed and more restrained, yet it contained an explosive sense of power!
Although he had previously broken through to the Dragon Transformation stage, he mainly relied on a massive amount of spiritual power to propel himself and his primordial spirit to dominate. His control over the subtle details of his physical body and the integration of his life essence had not yet reached their peak.

At this moment, in this special environment of the Bitter Sea Star Sea, with the help of the enormous energy gathered by the formation and the complete connection of the dragon energy in his spine, he finally completed the systematic forging and integration of his physical body in the early stage of the Heaven-Covering Technique!

As the saying goes, naturally, Ying Xuan's body assumed a strange posture, not intentionally, but rather an instinctive manifestation of life evolving to a certain critical point.

In that instant the pose froze, within his body, above the sea of ​​suffering, at the end of his spine, it was as if a brand new door opened with a "boom"! A hazy, ancient, and seemingly primordial "platform" phantom slowly emerged and coalesced!
Sendai!

The final, most crucial, most mysterious, and most diverse secret realm in the cultivation system of Shrouding the Heavens—the Sendai Realm, the first layer of heaven—was opened to him!

The Sendai has nine levels, each step a ascent to heaven. The difference between each level can be worlds apart. Only by stepping onto the Sendai can one truly step onto the highest stage of this world and intersect with the legends of ancient sages and even great emperors.

The Purple Mountain, the Undying Mountain, and even this Mythical Ancient Road that Ying Xuan had previously experienced were all the most dangerous places in this world. The secrets and dangers hidden within them could only be explored by cultivators at the Sendai Realm; otherwise, they would not even be qualified to participate.

At this moment, Ying Xuan officially stepped into this realm!
He slowly opened his eyes, and a fleeting image of stars being born and dying, and chaos being created, seemed to flash in his eyes.

For the first time, he felt that all the power in his body—the power of his primordial spirit, the power of the Bitter Sea Divine Power, the power of his blood and qi, and even the power of the formation connected to the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation—was perfectly integrated and coordinated by the Sendai "platform"! No longer acting independently, but forming an organic whole, with all the powers following his every thought!

He raised his right hand with some curiosity, without using any supernatural powers or magic, but merely mobilizing some of the newly integrated physical strength, and gently threw a punch towards the void in front of him.

"Om..."

Wherever the fist passed, the space rippled slightly, but... that was all. The expected scene of the fist shattering the void and shaking the formation did not appear.

His tentative punch failed to even cause a noticeable fluctuation in the array space.

A barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across Ying Xuan's face, followed by a wry smile as he withdrew his fist.

"The first level of Sendai is only the beginning. The integration of power is a good thing, but the quantitative change has not yet led to the qualitative change. It is still far from being able to shake the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation, which has been strengthened many times and has become the prototype of a natal immortal artifact, with just the physical body."

He was perfectly clear-headed and was not discouraged. Instead, he developed an even stronger interest in the subsequent cultivation in the Sendai Secret Realm.

He immersed his consciousness into the array space, carefully examining the gains made during this period.

The first thing that catches the eye is the vast expanse of "water." Now, the area of ​​the water is dozens of times larger than the "land" portion! It continues to slowly and steadily absorb and refine the seawater drawn from the Bitter Sea outside, its quality increasingly approaching its origin, the aura of the Yin Law so concentrated it almost condenses into crystals. Above the water, a pale blue mist hangs in the air, emanating a refreshing chill and nourishing power.

Just as his divine sense swept across the area, he happened to see several reckless divine cultivators, perhaps harboring thoughts of investigation or revenge, sneaking into the vicinity to try and spy on the formation, being "lightly brushed" by a rapidly passing phantom of a star island.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

With a few soft thuds, the divine cultivators didn't even have time to scream before their protective divine light shattered like paper, and their bodies instantly exploded into clouds of blood mist!
Their vital energy, spiritual power, and even the last bit of divine soul power were rapidly transformed into pure energy under the refinement of the array's power, and were greedily absorbed by the spiritual herbs on several nearby islands that happened to be in a "starved" state.

The few decent magical artifacts they carried fell into the water below with a clang, joining the ranks of the hundreds of thousands of magical artifacts that were "bathing".

Ying Xuan's gaze swept across the bottom of the water.

There, densely packed, were hundreds of thousands of fragments of magical treasures, artifacts, and weapons collected from the Big Dipper Star Region of the Shrouding the Heavens world!
After being soaked and washed by seawater containing the laws of Yin and special purification properties for a period of time, most of the original owner's consciousness, will, and spiritual imprints remaining inside most of the magical artifacts have been worn away, and their spirituality has become dormant, but the essence of the materials has been well preserved.

"very good."

Ying Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

These "cleaned" magical artifact embryos, once brought back to the Qin Dynasty, can be quickly refined into brand new ones simply by incorporating new array runes, infusing them with incense and the power of wishes or the dragon energy of the nation's fortune.

Standard magical artifacts or high-grade weapons entirely belonging to the Qin system will save him and the Qin weapon refiners a tremendous amount of energy and time! This is practically a "material depot for magical artifacts" tailor-made for the Qin army and core cultivators! (End of Chapter)