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

A middle-aged man with white hair stood between the sky and the sea, holding a scroll in his hand. Holy aura flowed around him; it was a realm of ice and snow.

"Is this the saint of my human race?"

On the eastern coastline of the Qin Dynasty, countless people stared at the figure in the sky, their expressions trembling.

At the same time, deep within the Starry Sea, a pair of eyes opened, falling upon the Flying Snow Saint, and finally upon the painting.

"It's this one."

He said with a focused expression.

He saw the scene in the painting: snow falling from the sky, frost turning the sun and moon, and a figure standing amidst the endless snow.

As if sensing his prying eyes, the figure looked at him.

"boom!"

He was startled and quickly looked away.

"The spirituality within the imperial weapon has not been extinguished; it can still manifest the image of an emperor."

"Skilled in the ways of ice and snow, could it be that person?"

……

The human race once produced an Ice Emperor. When he attained enlightenment, snow fell from the sky and the sun and moon froze. A clan called the Ice Clan was even born because of this.

They existed for a very short time, disappearing into the river of time along with the ancient human race, but even so, they left an indelible mark on the Xuanhuang Great World.

His legend is still recorded in the history of the sea people.

In the depths of the void, a figure appeared.

He was not far from the Sage of Flying Snow, but the Sage of Flying Snow could not see him, or rather, he had sensed more than one person watching him.

There are too many to trace back to their origins, and that is the significance of his appearance—to stand before all races on behalf of Lin Fan.

"Not human, but a snow mountain in human form."

This was the Celestial Clan member who appeared in the Qin Imperial Palace and killed the Qin Emperor. Upon seeing that this so-called human saint was not human, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This means that no human race escaped his supervision and successfully ascended to sainthood; it was merely a snow mountain that took human form.

"Something from Hyotei?"

He looked at the painting and made the same guess.

After hesitating for a moment, his figure disappeared into the void. The contingency plan left by the Ice Emperor was not worth confronting head-on at the moment.

"Hyotei?"

In the Qin capital, Lin Fan heard the voice from the void and was slightly taken aback.

This was an unexpected stroke of luck; the human race actually had such a great emperor.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled, then looked at Ye Buzheng and the others. The group of people all bowed deeply, full of respect.

They were probably the only ones in the world who knew that the one who truly froze the vast, frozen sea was this young man in white.

This is the true pillar supporting humanity.

"Humanity is still weak and it is not yet time for us to truly step onto the stage of all races. The future lies in your hands, and I am merely a guide."

"If the time is not right, there is no need for you to show your face in this world."

Lin Fan smiled and said, and everyone focused their attention, then nodded heavily.

He knew that the sage was doing this for their own good. The sage had the power to forcibly elevate the human race to the forefront of all races, but the outcome might not be good.

Humanity cannot rely on a single sage for support.

We still need them.

"Sage, we understand."

They said they had even greater respect for Lin Fan. The sage clearly possessed extraordinary power, yet he was willing to remain anonymous for the sake of humanity. This was all thanks to the sage's painstaking efforts for them.

Lin Fan smiled faintly at this scene, nodded, and then looked at Ye Buzheng.

"The Qin imperial lineage has collapsed. Whether it is rebuilt or not depends on you, after all, you are the last bloodline of Qin."

What are your thoughts?

Lin Fan asked, and Ye Buzheng looked at the magnificent yet desolate Qin Imperial Palace, and then at the trembling Qin court officials.

He shook his head.

"Sir, I cannot be the Emperor of Qin."

He gripped the machete in his hand, looked up at the distant horizon, and smiled.

"My path does not lie here. The imperial palace is a shackle to me. Didn't you say that even chopping wood can lead to a celestial realm?"

I want to give it a try.

He said this with a firm tone.

"Sir, do you have a suitable person? We'll entrust the Qin Dynasty to him."

At that moment, imperial power and the world seemed less important to him than the woodcutter's knife in his hand. Only after witnessing that battle did he realize what the human race truly needed.

So-called imperial power and emperors are nothing but fleeting clouds in the eyes of sages.

What humanity needs is a saint!

He hoped that when his master faced the strongest among all races alone, he could still protect the human race for his master, so that his master would have no worries.

Lin Fan looked at him and nodded.

Lin Fan didn't reveal who this person was, nor would he help Li Yu. Both Li Yu and Ye Buzheng had their own paths to follow.

The path to becoming an emperor—this was Li Yu's choice.

Lin Fan's gaze pierced through the void and landed on the eastern coastline of the Great Qin Dynasty, where Li Yu stood amidst a vast army, receiving their support.

Behind the Tang army were countless Qin people who, upon seeing the young emperor, involuntarily bowed down.

"I see the shadow of the human emperor in him."

Gongsun Liang stood amidst the vast army, looked up at Li Yu, and exclaimed in admiration. The generals beside him all nodded in agreement.

They had never seen an emperor who dared to charge into battle among countless foreign tribes, and who could also strategize from afar and win battles from afar.

suddenly

He turned his head and saw a figure not far away that he could never forget.

Once upon a time, atop the mountains, he slew a saint with a wave of his hand!

He is a saint!

This was a projection of Lin Fan. It seemed to have noticed Gongsun Liang as well. Lin Fan nodded slightly to him and then turned into sand and disappeared.

Gongsun Liang's expression changed, and he bowed respectfully in that direction.

Although he couldn't remember what the saint looked like, he would always remember this figure, for this was the true pillar of humanity.

The one who froze millions of miles away was also a saint, but afterwards it was replaced by the one in the heavens. Although I don't know why, the saint must have his reasons.

No matter what the future holds for humanity, there will always be one person silently walking at the forefront, and that person is the Sage!

Go ahead and do what you want to do.

"Qin Du," Lin Fan said, looking at Ye Buzheng.

Ye Buzheng's expression changed drastically.

"Sir, are you leaving?"

Lin Fan nodded.

"I've done everything I needed to do, and I should go back and rest. One should enjoy life to the fullest and not waste all my time in this world."

"I still need to read books; I am a scholar."

Lin Fan said with a smile.

A hint of reluctance appeared on Ye Buzheng's face.

"Will I still be able to see you, sir?"

Lin Fan nodded.

"You will see me when you become a saint. Alright, I'm leaving now."

Lin Fan said, then glanced at Qin Du in front of him, shook his head, and disappeared into Qin Du in one step.

The image of Lin Fan in the memories of everyone except Ye Buzheng gradually faded and eventually disappeared completely, leaving only the knowledge that Lin Fan existed.

"The sage has passed away."

Behind Ye Buzheng, the woman in blue said in a daze.

Then everyone bowed in the direction Lin Fan had left.

The sight of the sage today marks the beginning of a new cycle in their destiny; humanity has finally seen hope.