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

An unimaginably terrifying prodigy, a peerless genius never before seen in the history of humankind, a shock that defies description, an excitement that defies easy words.

The Tang Emperor laughed heartily.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Three "good"s in a row echoed outside the Star Palace, startling everyone kneeling there.

He looked up, his eyes filled with doubt.

Is this a final burst of energy before death?

They concentrated intently, trying to hear the sounds inside the hall, but after the laughter came silence; the entire Star Palace was shielded and sealed off by the Tang Emperor's power.

"With you here, what does it matter if I die? I am just a human emperor. There are nine of us, but we are still a lowly race. But with you, my human race will eventually rise up."

"You are the hope of our human race."

He said that people should feel joy when they are about to die.

"You did the right thing. You've kept a low profile, avoiding the sight of the alien races. Once you attain sainthood, it will be too late for them to stop you."

"Lin Fan, may I know your exact cultivation level?"

He knew that Lin Fan had already entered the Dao-Slaying Realm, and that he might not even be Lin Fan's match, but he was unaware of Lin Fan's true cultivation level.

He also wanted to see just how extraordinary this human prodigy was.

Lin Fan looked at him and smiled slightly.

She did not respond to him, but instead looked out at the boundless starry sky outside the Star Palace.

"Is Your Majesty at the peak of the Dao-Slaying Realm?"

He asked.

The Tang emperor paused slightly, then nodded.

His path was cut short before he could attain sainthood. He was too old and had suffered indelible wounds, making it impossible for him to even glimpse the sacred realm beyond the path of severance.

But that was still what he sought in his life.

"Would Your Majesty like to see the scenery along the Path of Severance?"

Upon hearing this, the Tang Emperor's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Lin Fan in disbelief.

"You...have become a saint?"

The Sacred Realm is a realm that no human has reached for tens of thousands of years. Below the Sacred Realm, all living beings are mere ants.

The reason why the human race has been able to survive in this Xuanhuang Great World for so many years is because of the legacy left behind by the ancient sages.

Even if a saint has been dead for tens of thousands of years, he can still influence future generations for tens of thousands of years. This is the effect of a saint-level expert on a race.

That's a pillar supporting the sky!

The human race today lacks such a being.

But the person in front of me is only around thirty years old, is that really possible?

He looked at Lin Fan, his emotions a mixture of excitement, joy, and everything else.

Lin Fan looked at him and gently shook his head. Emperor Tang trembled slightly, a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he shook his head and smiled after only a moment.

The Saint Realm is not that simple. Over tens of thousands of years, there have been many human beings who have stepped into the Dao Severing Realm, but none of them have been able to become Saints.

Lin Fan is already incredibly talented.

As long as he doesn't die, he will surely become a saint in the future.

We shouldn't put too much pressure on him.

"Lin Fan, your talent far surpasses that of us so-called Human Emperors, and even surpasses that of the Ancient Saints. All you lack is time."

"It will only take a thousand years, no, not that long, probably only a hundred years, and you will definitely be able to become a saint. There's no need to rush."

As if afraid that her expectations were putting too much pressure on Lin Fan, she suppressed her eagerness and said softly.

Lin Fan did not respond to him. He took a step forward, and the space beneath his feet rippled. The next moment, he was already at the railing of the Star Palace.

Below lies the magnificent scenery of Tang Dynasty capital, an ancient capital with a history of ten thousand years.

Today is the Lantern Festival in Tangdu. Paper lanterns float in the night sky, and countless people are in the streets and alleys, creating a peaceful scene.

"The so-called sacred realm in the world is the one that uses its own Dao principles to evolve into a Dao domain, controls a region of heaven and earth, and makes the power of the Great Dao in every move it makes."

Lin Fan said.

The Tang Emperor stared at him blankly, sensing an indescribable Daoist aura emanating from Lin Fan, an aura far surpassing his own.

"Every Saint Realm expert has a different Dao Domain. I've been thinking about what my Dao should be for a long time."

"The Way of the Sword, the Way of Thunder, the Way of Space... I've tried many, but none of them are my Way. Even those that have given rise to a Dao Domain have their flaws."

Lin Fan said quietly.

Standing behind Lin Fan, the Tang Emperor also looked down at the entire Tang capital, only to be filled with shock.

Only he could sense that this ancient capital, this land and its people, was undergoing subtle changes, and the root of it all lay in the people before him.

There are deficiencies in the Dao Domain, and probably no one would ever think about these things.

The ability to evolve a Dao Domain leads to sainthood; who could resist such temptation?

He cannot, nor can any sage throughout history.

"Have you now understood your own path?"

He asked the question unconsciously.

He already knew that the person in front of him was not incapable of becoming a saint, but was searching for a path to heaven, the supreme path.

Lin Fan smiled faintly.

"I think I understand now."

Lin Fan said, pointing to the sky above, where the boundless starry sky seemed to respond to him, suddenly becoming bright.

The bright moon seemed to sink a little lower, as if it wanted to get closer to him.

Countless people in the Tang capital looked up, their eyes filled with awe.

A myriad of stars fall to earth, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky—what extraordinary sights!

"Not enough."

Lin Fan said.

Then thunder and torrential rain appeared in the world, followed by the sun shining brightly in the sky, the crows crying, the sun and moon shining together, and countless strange phenomena arose.

Finally, Lin Fan smiled.

All the strange phenomena vanished, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion, a dream for the entire Tang capital.

"I understand."

Lin Fan said, turning to look at Emperor Tang. With a single glance, Emperor Tang seemed to see a vast starry river, within which countless universes rose and fell.

"All paths lead to one, and all return to me. Why cling to any particular path? If I desire, all paths are at my command."

"boom!"

At that moment, the Tang Emperor, the people outside the Star Pavilion, and everyone in the entire Tang capital felt a jolt in their hearts, as if they had all heard that thunderous roar.

Lin Fan has attained sainthood.

All myriad phenomena are contained within his body, and all the great principles are merged into his palm.

The Tang emperor stared at this scene, unable to recover for a long time.

All paths lead to one!

To single-handedly forge countless Dao principles—what a terrifying act that is.

He never dared to even dream of it, but this young man in front of him, who was only about thirty years old, had done it, achieving sainthood right before his eyes with this heaven-defying act.

"What a prodigy!"

He couldn't find any words to describe it, so he could only say this.

At this moment, he no longer worried about the human race. His vital energy was depleted, and his once strong body finally bent over, like an old man in his twilight years.

"cough!"

A cough, and all that comes into view is fresh blood.

But he was smiling, and his smile was slightly moist.

The human race is no longer an obstacle.

He can shoulder the responsibility of the entire human race. As long as he is alive, the human race will not perish. He will create a true golden age for the human race.

He can now leave in peace.

"Everyone in the world knows that the Tang Dynasty royal family has five sons, but in fact there is a sixth, which is the contingency plan I left for the Tang Dynasty."

"I hope he can become your apprentice."

He said that life was gradually slipping away, and the figure standing under the moon was gradually blurring in his eyes.

Lin Fan paused slightly.

"I don't accept apprentices."

One sentence made him tremble slightly.

"But you can have him come to me."

Then, with a smile, he looked up and realized the person was gone, vanished without a trace.

"This is Saint..."

He murmured to himself, turned around, and slowly pushed open the door of the Star Palace.