This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 628 The dragon raises its head

"Tenth rank?"

Li Fei showed an interested expression:

"Can a ninth-grade beast become a tenth-grade beast after obtaining the Dao Principles?"

Xu Chihan: "Yes."

Li Fei: "Why do you think the Desolate God is a tenth-grade exotic beast?"

Xu Chihan: "There is also a legacy between us. In the legacy I received, the Wild God is our kind and possesses the Dao."

Li Fei: "Is that Aragami still alive?"

Xu Chihan: "It may be dead, or it may exist at the bottom of the Abyss."

Li Fei nodded. No wonder the other party wanted to go to the bottom of the Abyss; it seemed they wanted to find the legendary Desolate God.
"Where did the laws of the Wild God come from? What kind of laws does it possess?"

Xu Chihan: "You have too many questions, but I don't know the answers to any of them."

Li Fei remained silent.

Is it that they don't know, or that they don't want to tell you?
And then he suddenly realized something—

The realms of the top three rank beasts and humans are in a one-to-one correspondence. Although the ninth rank beasts do not possess the Dao principles, they can indeed contend with the strongest experts.

Based on this calculation, if there really are tenth-grade exotic beasts, the corresponding human realm should be above the peak!
"These ninth-grade beasts can reach the pinnacle with just one Dao principle?"

Li Fei recalled the ninth-grade exotic beasts he had fought.

While possessing the Dao principles would allow them to surpass the vast majority of top experts in the world, they would never completely transcend this realm.

Li Fei thought about it and concluded that even if Jiao Yuan or Gu Yan really obtained the Dao of the River of Oblivion, they would most likely still be no match for Zhenhe Tianwang and Wenren Zheng.

Not to mention Lin Tianyi.

Can this really be considered a tenth-grade rank?

Or is it that the definition of the tenth rank is different from what I thought?
"Is the Great Blue Dynasty preparing to take action against the Western Kingdom next?"

Xu Chihan suddenly asked, interrupting Li Fei's thoughts.

Li Fei paused, then asked, "Why do you ask that?"

His description just now only objectively stated the situation of the Western Extremity Kingdom, without mentioning the grievances between the Great Blue Dynasty and the Western Extremity Kingdom.

Xu Chihan: "When you mentioned the Western Kingdom just now, I sensed a clear killing intent in you. Now that the Northern Barbarians have submitted, and you have signed a sworn oath with me, do you not want to eliminate the Western Kingdom?"

Li Fei discovered that the intelligence of these ninth-grade exotic beasts was indeed not to be underestimated:
"We will not go to war with the Western Kingdom for the time being."

Xu Chihan sighed, "In other words, a battle is inevitable sooner or later, and I certainly can't avoid it."

Li Fei didn't hide anything and said directly, "That's right, we will definitely have a war with the Western Kingdom sooner or later, and we will need your help then."

Xu Chihan: "Then tell me the detailed information about the top experts in the Western Kingdom."

This is naturally not included in the question.

Li Fei informed the other party about the situation of Jing Heng, Zhenhe Tianwang, Fomu Tianwang, and Qin Mingli.

Even though Jingheng was still recovering from serious injuries, Buddha Eye Heavenly King used the supernatural power of "self-sacrifice".

The two chatted for a while longer before stopping.

Inside the room, Li Fei sat cross-legged, golden light emanating from his body, enveloping the entire room and forming a small, independent world.

Within the [Primordial Sword Realm], stars began to light up.

Six stars surround one star, and the central star has the words "Jing'an" lit up.

Compared to before, the star representing the [Jing'an] divine power now has some golden patterns.

When the [Jing'an] supernatural power underwent its second transformation, it did not produce such golden patterns.

These patterns were created when Li Fei signed the Alliance of the Wild Gods and the seventeen tribes of the Northern Barbarians completely submitted.

As these golden patterns emerged, Li Fei felt his control over the nation's destiny had been further strengthened!

Moreover, his Primordial Sword Body and Primordial Sword Heart also underwent subtle changes—

The connection with heaven and earth becomes closer, and it seems that with just a thought, heaven and earth can resonate with oneself!
This resonance is not about mobilizing the vital energy of heaven and earth, but rather a more fundamental influence.

"Is this what it means to attain enlightenment?"

Li Fei muttered to himself.

For him personally, this trip to the northern barbarians was the first step he took toward enlightenment.

Now that the northern barbarians have submitted, this step can be considered a successful one.

According to Ying Jie's summary, the greater the difficulty of attaining enlightenment, the higher the success rate of breaking through to the next realm.

If Li Fei intends to follow the path of 'pacifying the world' to attain enlightenment, he will first pacify the grasslands, then the northern barbarians, and he can now attempt to break through to the next realm!
The success rate of breaking through the barrier is at least 60%.

If he waits until the Western Kingdom is pacified and the world is truly at peace before attempting to break through the realm.

The success rate of breaking through realms can even reach 100%!
It should be noted that when Ning Qingman attempted to break through to a higher realm, she felt her success rate was only about 50%.

This is already considered very high among top-tier experts.

Looking back through history, the number of people who dared to say they were certain they could break through to the top is no more than a handful.

Li Fei suddenly sensed something and a semi-transparent thread appeared in his hand.

A message arrived from afar:

"Have you returned from the Abyss?"

Li Fei smiled slightly.

He had informed Ning Qingman beforehand that he planned to go down to the Abyss to kill a ninth-grade beast.

"is back."

"Success?"

"Yes, we killed a ninth-grade exotic beast."

"Amazing."

"Haha, it's okay."

"How to kill?"

With a smile, Li Fei then described in detail his experience of descending into the Abyss.

This includes obtaining the Dao principles of the [Forgetful River] and signing a vow with the Void Pool Clam.

These matters should have been top secrets of the Great Blue Dynasty, but Li Fei never intended to hide them from Ning Qingman.

He wasn't worried at all that the other party would leak the secret.

"Is there such a thing?"

Ning Qingman also expressed amazement.

"I want to use this Dao principle without including the [River of Oblivion]. Do you have any suggestions?"

Li Fei began seeking help remotely.

Compared to Ji Yiheng, Ning Qingman, as a top-tier expert, certainly has a deeper understanding of the Dao principles.

Ning Qingman quickly sent a message:
“The Dao is different from supernatural powers; it is not a real thing. You can think of it as a kind of authority given by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.”

"As the saying goes, 'If you are not in a position, you should not meddle in its affairs.' Without reaching that position, you cannot obtain the corresponding authority."

Li Fei pondered for a moment and asked:

"You mean that one must break through to become a top-tier expert to be qualified to manipulate the laws of the Dao?"

Ning Qingman: "That's right. This Dao principle can only be utilized if it falls into the hands of a top-tier expert."

Li Fei smiled wryly. It seemed impossible for him to use the Dao before breaking through to the next realm.

Furthermore, when facing other top-tier experts in the future, one must be careful not to be manipulated by them using the Dao of the River of Oblivion.

Li Fei then described the changes he experienced after he began to prove his Dao, and inquired about Ning Qingman's experience.

"The process of attaining enlightenment is the process of gaining the approval of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. In this process, you will gradually deepen your connection with Heaven and Earth."

As someone who has been through it all, Ning Qingman shared her experience without hesitation, giving Li Fei various suggestions and guidance.

The insights gained from the path to enlightenment of a top-tier expert are undoubtedly priceless!

Given Li Fei's current status in the Great Blue Dynasty, if he were to ask Wenren Zheng for advice, he would certainly receive guidance.

However, Wenren Zheng might not be as dedicated as Ning Qingman, nor could he answer Li Fei's questions anytime, anywhere.

Inside the room, Li Fei, holding the Thousand-Machine Shadowless Silk, chatted with Ning Qingman while beginning his cultivation.

Above the sky, the 'mirage' parted the clouds and mist, heading towards Lanling City.

March 16th, the second year of Yuanxing.

Lanling City.

Outside Zhengyang Gate, the crowds were like ants, a vast, restless sea of ​​people.

The sky was a clear, deep blue, with wispy clouds. It should have been a beautiful spring day, but an oppressive, suffocating atmosphere hung over it, as if even the sunlight had stagnated, casting a heavy shadow over the magnificent imperial capital.

Extending straight ahead from the opening of the city gate, a royal road more than ten feet wide and covered with scarlet carpet leads to the silent and enormous vermilion gate tower of the majestic imperial city.

On both sides of the imperial road, the imperial guards stood solemnly like a forest. Their golden armor reflected a dazzling, cold light under the midday sun, stretching endlessly and forming two cold, hard, and gleaming iron walls.

Countless red-tasseled spears were tightly gripped in their hands, their densely packed tips pointing menacingly to the sky, shimmering with deadly spots of light under the sunlight, their sharpness fully revealed.

The wind picked up suddenly, whipping up a few withered leaves that tumbled across the scarlet carpet and over countless pairs of boot soles—at the end of the carpet, outside Zhengyang Gate, a group of people came into view.

Representatives of the seventeen northern barbarian tribes set foot in the capital of the Great Blue Dynasty for the first time!
The elderly man at the head of the group had hair and beard as white as frost and wore a wolf fur coat with worn-out edges. He took each step with unusual heaviness, and his leather boots were worn out.

Uyanana was also in the crowd, looking up at the magnificent city before her.

The towering city walls reach into the clouds, and the continuous glazed eaves, pavilions and towers with flying eaves and brackets, and the carved railings and jade steps that span the sky—all of this is a completely different world compared to the vast and boundless Ten Thousand Mountains and the deep and sun-blocking primeval forests of the Northern Barbarians!
Uyanana stood there, lost in thought, in the shadow of the massive city gate. Cold tears rolled down her cheeks without warning, washing away the dust that clung to her face. The scene before her blurred yet cleared through her tears.

"Nana, do you believe that one day, our Northern Barbarian army will be able to reach Lanling City!"

The bold voice from my memory exploded in my heart, accompanied by a burning pain.

It's impossible now.
That sound, along with the pride and possibilities it represented, has shattered in the wind and scattered into this unfamiliar, dizzying prosperity.

"Let's go."

The deep voice beside her pulled Uyanana back from her suffocating memories.

She shuddered suddenly, only to realize that her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

She bit her lower lip hard, swallowed the bitterness in her throat, and started moving her numb feet again, following the group, step by step, onto that scarlet ground that symbolized conquest and humiliation.

"Sound the drums—!"

Suddenly, a sharp shout rang out from the city tower.

Immediately, the nine giant drums shaped like Kui dragons struck simultaneously, their thunderous roars echoing across the land, shaking people to their core!

Before the drumbeats had ceased, the golden-armored warriors, standing solemnly, simultaneously shifted to the side and halted their spears. Hundreds of fine steel spearheads struck the blue bricks beneath their feet, creating a deafening roar that shook the heavens.

"Wei—!"

"Wei—!"

"Wei—!"

After three shouts, the pent-up fervor erupted like a volcano.

Along both sides of the imperial road, countless arms were raised like a forest, and deafening cheers, shouts and applause merged into a boiling ocean!

The sound waves were no longer invisible sound waves, but transformed into a tangible impact, carrying boundless excitement, pride, and an overwhelming sense of oppression, slamming hard into the bodies and hearts of the Northern Barbarians.

They were like a small boat in a storm, ready to be swallowed up by the raging tsunami at any moment!

Uyanana and the others could fight ferocious beasts with their bare hands and survive in the freezing cold and scorching heat, but at this moment they felt that the gazes of these unarmed, burning ordinary people around them were more hurtful than the sharpest beast teeth!
That deafening cheer was more soul-stirring than the roar of wild beasts!

Some people were ashen-faced, their bodies trembling slightly; some clenched their teeth, veins bulging on their foreheads, their nails digging deep into their palms; some had their eyes downcast, their steps faltering, as if each step was on a knife's edge.
However, no matter how turbulent their hearts were, they eventually completed this long and humiliating journey, which felt like an eternity, and arrived at the square in front of the imperial city.

A viewing platform had already been set up, and all the civil and military officials were present.

Beneath the majestic palace walls of the imperial city, at the very heart of the square, a five-colored canopy, like layers of splendid clouds, unfolds, surrounding the supreme dragon throne in the center.

The bright yellow dragon flag hung from the tall flagpole, moving and fluttering even without wind.

Representatives of the seventeen northern barbarian tribes entered the square and, under the watchful eyes of civil and military officials, knelt on one knee facing the emperor.

"Offer—a—surrender—document—!"

Driven by the powerful and vigorous voice of the imperial eunuch Feng Cheng, the sound resounded throughout the city.

An elderly man in the center took a deep breath, stretched out a slightly trembling hand, and reached into his robes—the movement was slow and solemn.

The air seemed to freeze, even the wind stopped, and hundreds of eyes were focused on it.

Qin Ziheng sat upright on the dragon throne. Under his bright yellow dragon robe, the veins on the backs of his hands were bulging and his knuckles were white from exertion.

His face was calm as water, but deep within his eyes, a fierce flame surged!

For over five hundred years, besides the founding emperor, he was the second emperor of the Great Blue Dynasty to openly accept the surrender of seventeen northern barbarian tribes!

And it won't be long before he becomes the first Great Blue Emperor to completely conquer the grasslands!

"His Majesty."

Feng Cheng received the surrender document from the representative of the Northern Barbarians and presented it to them.

Qin Ziheng's gaze swept over the surrender document, but did not linger.

He took another deep breath, the breath seemingly containing the power of heaven and earth. Then, he slowly rose from his throne, his bright yellow dragon robe gleaming with a majestic luster in the sunlight.

On the viewing platforms on both sides, civil and military officials rose to their feet.

Qin Ziheng's gaze first turned to the left, where Li Fei, dressed in a golden robe, stood.

Then there's Ye Ze'an and Ji Yiheng.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Everyone bowed and said in unison.

Immediately afterwards, the sound waves, growing louder as they approached, spread like wildfire, igniting the entire city of Lanling—

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

Qin Ziheng looked up at the sky, his lips moving slightly.

"Father, look here!"

On the viewing platform, Li Fei felt something and turned to look in the direction of the palace.

This is a spectacle that ordinary people cannot see—

A majestic golden dragon, symbolizing the longevity and fortune of the Great Blue Dynasty, is coiled above the imperial palace, looking down upon the entire capital with majesty.

At that moment, a strange phenomenon occurred!
Countless tiny golden specks of light, like fireflies drawn by a divine inspiration, emerged continuously from every corner of Lanling City, from the heads of the cheering masses, and from the void, converging towards the golden dragon of destiny.

As the light spots merged into it, the golden dragon's body became more solid and enormous at a speed visible to the naked eye!
That overwhelming and majestic aura, like a tangible tide, surged and spread in all directions, growing ever stronger!
At a certain moment, when the last batch of light points merged into the dragon's body, the coiled golden dragon suddenly raised its proud and majestic head.

"hold head high--!"

A vast dragon's roar, piercing the boundaries between matter and spirit and perceptible only to those who bear destiny and fortune, resounded across the long river of the empire's fate.

The dragon raises its head!
(End of this chapter)