After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

"The saint...the saint is dead."

A group of barbarians trembled.

In the barbarian capital, mournful cries echoed as countless powerful barbarians awoke and gathered before the Hall of Soul Lamps, all with solemn expressions.

"It is the Saint of Putuo."

One of the barbarians said that he had the cultivation of the peak of the Dao-Slaying Realm and was the king of the White Wolf Clan, one of the three major barbarian clans.

"Saint Putuo once told us we needed to go to the human realm. Could it be that the new saint of the human realm did this?"

"Is the new human saint this strong?"

……

Everyone focused their attention and said, "Although Saint Putuo is the weakest of the three great saints of the barbarian tribe, he has still been in the saint realm for over a thousand years."

Logically speaking, this should be more than enough for a new saint of the human race.

"laugh--"

The void tore open, and an old man in black stepped out.

All the barbarians bowed to him.

"The White Wolf Saint!"

On the other side, a phantom landed in front of the Soul Lamp Hall, then gradually solidified, transforming into another saint of the barbarian tribe.

Shadow Saint!

"Putuo is dead. It seems that this new saint of the human race really has special methods."

The Shadow Saint looked at the extinguished soul lamp and focused his mind slightly.

Pu Tuo was their junior, and they knew his strength best. Even if he encountered a powerful saint, he shouldn't have died so quickly.

They didn't even have time to send out a distress call.

"The history of the human race is too long. They were once the most powerful race in this Xuanhuang Great World, and more than one emperor has been born."

"This new human saint must have found some of the contingency plans left behind by the human emperor."

The White Wolf Saint said.

Then his gaze turned towards the human race, his expression dark and a hint of killing intent emanating from him, causing the temperature of the entire area to plummet.

"We just received news that the Stone Clan member died at his hands."

Shadow Saint frowned upon hearing this.

The barbarians kneeling below were even more horrified.

The Stone Clan member knew who the two barbarian saints were referring to—the oldest saint in the legends, the Lord of the Mountains.

This one also died at the hands of the new human saint.

"Is this a case of killing the chicken to scare the monkey? This new human saint is quite domineering, but I wonder how many more times he can use what he relies on."

Shadow Saint snorted coldly and said.

He didn't believe that the new human saint had killed the Lord of the Mountains with his own strength; how could a new saint possibly kill the Lord of the Mountains?

That person was someone they all feared greatly.

"A mere novice who has just entered the Saint realm can kill himself after activating the Imperial Weapon a few more times without us even lifting a finger."

"But we can't be the ones to stick our necks out."

They stated that this implicitly acknowledges that the new human saint used the human imperial weapon, a theory they had long held.

Humanity possesses imperial weapons, but they have never revealed them.

Now it has been revealed that a human has successfully ascended to sainthood, bypassing the surveillance of all races, and has used the imperial weapon to kill the Lord of the Mountains and Putuo.

"Let the sea creatures go."

"Haven't they already almost occupied one of the human race's continents? They should have an easier time making contact with that new saint of the human race."

They looked at each other and laughed.

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits—that's what they were thinking.

Besides the barbarian tribes and stone tribes, the sea tribes also border the Nine Provinces of the human race, and these are the greatest enemies of the human race in the Nine Provinces.

To the north of the Nine Provinces of the Human Race lies the mountainous land of the Stone Race, now known as the Ten Thousand Mountains; to the west are the Barbarian Races; and to the south and east are the seas.

The sea creatures are the masters of the sea. Unlike other groups, they are divided into dozens of large and small sea creatures based on different sea areas.

They are independent of each other, and even hostile to each other. The sea area near the human race is called the Star Sea, named after a star that fell into this sea in the distant past.

Zhennan City!

Yuwen Ba stared intently at the spot where Saint Putuo had disappeared, his face showing both shock and worry.

"Young Master Qin, is the sage the same person you speak of, 'Master'?"

Yuwen Ba asked.

Qin Ming nodded.

"Is a sage still alive in the Tang Dynasty?"

Qin Ming shook his head.

Yuwen Ba sighed slightly. He was still hoping for too much. It was already a great fortune for the human race to have a sage. How could he still hope that the sage was from the Tang Dynasty?

The sage is not just the sage of the Tang Dynasty, but the sage of the entire human race.

Qin Ming looked at her without offering any further explanation. He knew that his master didn't like being disturbed, so this was for the best.

No one would have imagined that the orphan of the former King of Zhennan would become the only saint among humans.

for a long time

A voice came from the void.

"Qin's mandate."

Qin Ming suddenly looked up and bowed towards the void. Although he didn't know exactly where the master was, he knew that the master was watching him.

"This is the sacred weapon of that barbarian saint. It's not elegant to always use that tree branch as a sword. Let's use this from now on."

A sword pierced through the void and landed in Qin Ming's hand.

The sword, forged from a combination of gold and iron and animal bones, and nurtured by Putuo for thousands of years, is a rare sacred weapon.

"Thank you, sir!"

Qin Ming said, and took the bone sword.

Yuwen Ba, standing to the side, stared blankly at the scene before belatedly realizing what was happening and revealing a look of shock.

"The barbarian saint...is dead?"

If the sacred weapons of destiny have all fallen into the hands of the saints, doesn't that mean that the saint of the barbarian tribe is already dead?

But it's only been a short time.

Are battles between saints really this fast?

Suddenly, his body tensed up. He could feel a gaze falling on him, a gaze that was vast and boundless, yet without the slightest hostility.

It is a sage watching him.

He was so excited that he quickly bowed towards the void.

"Break through the barrier."

A voice rang in his ears, and suddenly countless insights about the transition from the Celestial Realm to the Dao-Slaying Realm flooded his mind.

The surrounding spiritual energy poured into him, and the barrier that had hindered his cultivation for countless days and nights was broken through.

"Severing the Dao is not difficult; what is difficult is entering sainthood. Only by comprehending the Great Dao can one enter sainthood."

Lin Fan said.

He opened his eyes, the power of severing the Dao surging throughout his body, and he respectfully bowed to the void.

"Thank you, Sage. I am foolish and dull. I have no further desires as long as I have succeeded in severing the Dao. As for ascending to sainthood, that is their business."

Yuwen Ba said, looking at Qin Ming.

A Divine Platform Realm cultivator in his early twenties, his extraordinary talent is unprecedented; the future of humanity rests on the shoulders of young people like him.

Lin Fan shook his head.

"The path of cultivation is vast and endless. Even the Emperor Realm is not necessarily the end. You are just progressing slowly, not that you cannot continue."

"In my view, all beings are the same."

These simple words left Yuwen Ba utterly shocked.

Are all beings the same?

He stared blankly into the void, as if still wanting to hear the sage's words, but he never heard the sage speak again.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Sage!"

Finally, he bowed deeply to the void.

To the people of Zhennan City, tonight seemed like just an ordinary night, but for Yuwen Ba, it was a night of transformation.

He severed the Dao!

And they were given the opportunity to converse with a sage.