The Eternal God Emperor Begins from the First Realm Breakthrough

Chapter 89 The Era of Prosperity

Several people followed behind Siming Tianjun and walked through the Sword God Temple. Along the way, many sword gods with outstanding cultivation saluted them.

Xu Fengjin and Chen Ping communicated secretly with their divine thoughts, comparing the Temple of Truth and Temple of Destiny in later generations with the Sword Temple in front of them, and came to a sad conclusion that even if the Temple of Truth and Temple of Destiny were added together and made ten times stronger, there would still be a huge gap between them and this Sword Temple.

A temple almost possesses the combined strength of all forces in the entire future era. No, it is even several levels stronger.

After all, the one who sits in charge of this temple is a genuine ancestor, the sword master who founded the way of the sword.

With Siming Tianjun leading the way, they had a smooth journey in the Sword God Temple and soon arrived outside the Discussion Hall.

"It's Senior Brother Dongzhen." Siming Tianjun looked at the figure of a golden-robed sword god at the door of the palace and greeted him with a smile.

When Xu Fengjin saw the golden figure, he felt the corners of his mouth burning hot and muttered, "A half-ancestor..."

"Brother Xu Dao, Brother Wu Dao, please come here quickly. I would like to introduce Senior Brother Dong Zhen to you." The voice of Siming Tianjun came. Chen Ping just smiled faintly, then pulled Xu Fengjin and followed.

The Goddess Chivada felt that the golden figure was mysterious and even more terrifying than the Goddess of Destiny. However, she did not recognize him, so she asked Maer and Afuya beside her, "Who is this? Is he one of the Six Gods?"

"Senior, don't you even recognize Dong Zhen Tianjun? He is the leader of the Six Tianjuns, and his cultivation level is second only to the Sword Ancestor in the entire Sword Realm. It is said that before joining the Sword God Temple, he was the master of the Holy Realm Truth Temple. His cultivation level is even more unfathomable, and it is rumored that he is not far from the level of the Ancestor."

The Mother Goddess Qiwada was stunned. Half-ancestor? She had lived for more than ten eons, and the only half-ancestors she had seen were Nishen Tianzun and Kong Yinxue. The golden figure guarding the gate in front of her was actually a half-ancestor?
Facing the Banzu, Xu Fengjin became a little restrained, but Chen Ping remained calm and walked forward to greet Dong Zhen Tianjun.

"Wudao, a wild cultivator from a remote region, and my senior brother Xufengjin have come to meet the Heavenly Monarch Dongzhen."

Dongzhen Tianjun must be very old. Even though he has reached the peak of the semi-ancestor level, his face still looks quite old. I don’t know whether he doesn’t care about his appearance or his life span is coming to an end and he doesn’t have the extra energy to maintain changes in his appearance.

His pair of golden eyes were extraordinary. With just a casual glance, he saw through Xu Fengjin's cultivation. Seeing the divine sea and divine martial mark in Xu Fengjin's body, he couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.

He turned to look at Chen Ping, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Are you two Daoists from the divine realm?"

"God's Realm? What God's Realm? Isn't that something in the legend?" Xu Fengjin said casually.

Chen Ping's eyes flashed with something strange, and he asked, "My fellow disciples and I have been cultivating in the Borderland Universe, but we are not from any divine realm. Why does the Heavenly Monarch think we are from the divine realm?"

Dong Zhen Tianjun smiled and explained, "I saw that the two Daoists had impressive cultivation bases and were both masters of great supernatural powers from the Shenwu lineage, so I thought they were messengers sent by the Divine Realm. It seems I was overthinking this. The Divine Realm is so transcendent, I'm afraid they wouldn't send messengers so easily."

"Does the world really have a divine realm?" Xu Fengjin felt as if he had touched upon one of the greatest secrets in the universe. The name of the divine realm was widely circulated in later generations. Any cultivator who wanted to embark on the path of cultivation had to first offer sacrifices to the divine realm and ask the divine realm to bestow the mark of divine power. Throughout history, countless powerful people had searched for the whereabouts of the divine realm, but none of them had found any trace of the divine realm. He originally thought that the divine realm was just a legend, but now that he heard it again from Dongzhen Tianjun, his tone sounded as if he had really seen the divine realm.

Dong Zhen Tianjun explained, "If it were a few eons ago, I would have thought the Divine Realm was just a legend. But three eons ago, when Sword Ancestor and I traveled the universe, we saw with our own eyes a corner of the Divine Realm manifest. Divine Martial Marks flew out from the Divine Realm and landed in front of Sword Ancestor. Those Divine Martial Marks carried the aura of the Divine Realm and contained the supreme laws of heaven and earth. It was precisely because of those Divine Martial Marks that Sword Ancestor's cultivation was able to advance by leaps and bounds, surpassing Ancestor Asura and Ancestor Yong Zhou, and becoming unique in the way of the sword."

"However, since then, neither Sword Ancestor nor I have ever seen the God Realm again. Only Sword Ancestor was able to rely on the supreme magical powers of the ancestor and the divine martial seals he obtained back then to open a passage to the God Realm through sacrificial means, requesting the divine realm to bestow the divine martial seals and open the path of cultivation for future generations of cultivators. This is also the origin of the Divine Martial lineage."

"The Shenwu lineage was founded only three times, and the number of powerful people in the Infinite Realm born from it can be counted on one hand. Seeing that the two Daoists had profound cultivation and were cultivators of the Shenwu lineage, I mistakenly thought that the two of them came from the Divine Realm. However, I was mistaken."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, his mind full of thoughts as he said, "My senior brother and I did encounter some extraordinary encounters when we were young, but we didn't know where they came from. Now we know that they were from the legendary divine realm. Thank you, Tianjun Dongzhen, for clearing up our confusion."

Dong Zhen Tianjun smiled and nodded, "It's okay. There are fellow Daoists in the four seas. If Jian Zu knew you two were coming, he would also be happy. But he is not free now. He is discussing Dao with the two ancestors."

"Have the ancestors of Ashura and Yongzhou arrived?" Siming Tianjun was a little surprised.

"How could you possibly know the methods of the Three Ancestors? I was just about to notify you to come, and it just so happens that you have come on your own. Now follow me into the hall and listen to the supreme teachings of the Three Ancestors."

Dongzhen Tianjun stretched out his hand and pointed to the hall behind him, indicating Chen Ping and others to enter.

The Hall of Discussion of Taoism was a place built by the Sword Ancestor specifically for discussion of Taoism. Chen Ping was quite interested in this famous ancient ancestor, and he looked around as soon as he entered the hall.

The entire hall wasn't as large as one might imagine, looking no different from any other temple. There were, however, numerous cushions placed around the hall, presumably specially prepared for the gods who had come to attend the Dao Conference. In the center of the hall, three figures enveloped in a halo, though their identities were unclear, emanating the distinctive aura of the ancestors. They were presumably Sword Ancestor, Eternal Day Ancestor, and Ashura Ancestor.

Although the three did not unleash the divine power of the ancestor, the ancestor's Taoism of each other spread from the high platform in the center of the hall, so that the entire hall was shrouded in the ancestor's Taoism.

As soon as Mal stepped into the hall, he felt his feet go weak and sweat broke out all over his body.

Afuya reached out to support him and helped him sit on the cushion at the edge.

Seeing this, Siming Tianjun smiled and said, "The Dao intention of the Ancestral Ancestor's discussion alone is not something that ordinary gods can withstand. Therefore, those who can enter the Dao Discussion Hall for this Dao Discussion Conference must be at least the most powerful gods. This young friend is only at the Bu Tian realm, but he was able to survive the influence of the Ancestral Ancestor's Dao intention. He is stronger than many gods in the Taibai realm."

Afuya bowed slightly to the few people, and then found a cushion near the edge to sit on, feeling the rhyme of the ancestor of heaven and earth. With her cultivation level, she could only sit at the very edge of the hall.

Siming Tianjun looked at Chen Ping and Xu Fengjin and continued, "Those who can enter the Discussion Hall are all heroes. The Sword God Temple will not impose any restrictions. How much you can gain from the discussion of the three ancestors depends on your own ability. Of course, the closer you are to the three ancestors, the deeper your understanding of the ancestors' great way will naturally be. However, among those present, I am afraid that only Senior Brother Dongzhen can get close to the high platform."

Xu Fengjin looked towards the high platform in the center with a fiery look in his eyes. It was such a rare opportunity to get a glimpse of the Great Dao of the Ancestors, let alone seeing the Great Daos of three ancestors at once. This kind of opportunity would probably only come once in a lifetime.

He hummed softly and took the lead to walk towards the platform.

Mother Goddess Qiwada hesitated for a moment, changed direction, and approached the platform from the other side. Although she was not a sword cultivator, the Dao of the Ancestor was of reference value to any cultivator and was a priceless treasure.

"Daoyou Wudao, please come in!" Dongzhen Tianjun said with a smile, and also walked towards the platform, followed closely by Siming Tianjun.

Chen Ping looked at the three ancestral lights and shadows, and clicked his tongue. Today he had the chance to meet the three legendary ancient ancestors, the Eternal Day Ancestor of the Corpse Clan, the Ashura Ancestor of the Shura Clan, and the Sword Ancestor of the Sword Realm, all at once.

He smiled, took a step forward, and walked towards the platform leisurely without being affected by the ancestor's Taoist intentions.

The entire hall of discussion is roughly divided into four floors according to the placement of the cushions.

Those sitting on the outermost cushions were all cultivators below the limitless level, either the supreme gods in the Taixu realm or talented younger generations like Mal. However, except for Mal, who had not yet reached the level of a god, the weakest of the others had reached the Taiyi realm, which made him look even more extraordinary.

One level further in, there are the God Kings and God Lords of the Infinite Realm of Qiankun and the Infinite Realm of Great Freedom. There are both strong men from the Sword Realm and those who came from other places. Mother Goddess Qiwada stopped here, but her position was very close to the third level. After all, she was a strong man who had one foot in the Immortal Realm. In many eras, she would be a figure of the heavens level. If she had not been seriously injured, she would have had a chance to step into the third level.

The number of cushions on the third floor has sharply decreased to only dozens. Sitting on them are all immortal and boundless beings whose cultivation is not inferior to Xu Fengjin. There are at least as many of them as one hand. This shows the prosperity of the universe in this era.

There were only a dozen figures in the innermost layer, including the Six Heavenly Lords of the Sword Realm, a burly man from the Shura Clan, a beautiful woman, an ancient god from the Corpse Clan, and Xu Fengjin, a total of ten people.

Xu Fengjin has the lowest cultivation among these ten people, but his position is not the most marginal. He is even better than the woman of the Shura clan and the ancient god of the corpse clan.

Chen Ping was the eleventh cultivator to enter the fourth floor. He easily passed by Siming Tianjun who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion with his eyes closed, feeling the end of the virtual wind of the Ancestral Avenue, and passed by Siming Tianjun who was not far from the virtual wind, and walked directly towards Dongzhen Tianjun who was at the edge of the platform.

Dongzhen Tianjun stood at the edge of the platform and did not sit on the cushion, as if he was deliberately waiting for Chen Ping's arrival.

"Fellow Daoist Wudao's cultivation is indeed profound. I was unable to discern your level just now, but I believe it is not inferior to mine. The edge of this high platform is the place closest to the three ancestors. Listening to their discussion here, I can understand everything without missing a single detail."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, without taking a seat. He just stood at the edge of the platform, looking at the three figures wrapped in light. He was close enough that he could vaguely see the appearance of the three ancestors in the light and shadow.

The ancestor of Asura was wearing a blood-red robe, holding in his arms the Asura sword which was also blood-colored and carried a monstrous murderous aura.

The ancestor of Yong Zhou was born in the Bone Clan. The ancestral divine bones on his body exude the power of both light and darkness. His name is Yong Zhou, but he practices the way of the dark sword. He is the current master of the Dark Temple, combining the power of the two ancient ways of light and darkness in one body, and is both a god and a demon. In front of him, the Dark Sword is inserted diagonally on the high platform, emitting a dark and cold aura. The sword is covered with ancient and mysterious veins, like rivers, which looks somewhat similar to the Santuo River in later generations.

The Sword Master was an old man of medium build with a white robe and white beard, a youthful face and white hair. He sat there quietly with the Seven Star Divine Sword lying beside him. He did not look like the ancestor of the sword who dominated the world, but more like an old man at the entrance of a rural village.

There was always a faint smile on Jian Zu's face. He seemed to feel Chen Ping's gaze, turned his head slightly, and smiled at him kindly.

(End of this chapter)