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

"A saint?"

Qin Ming also showed a hint of shock on his face; the Nine Provinces of the Human Race were indeed too small.

In the Xuanhuang Great World, geniuses at the Creation Realm are only third-rate, not even second-rate. The strongest group of geniuses have already ascended to sainthood.

"Yes, while we were still striving to break through the Dao, they had already reached the pinnacle of cultivation for countless beings."

Lingyu replied, her words filled with sighs.

What is a genius?

That's a true genius.

She didn't want to discourage these two human prodigies, but that was the reality, a reality that countless young people in the Xuanhuang Great World had to face.

She just wanted them to understand in advance.

"You don't need to feel sorry for yourselves. You are still young. With some effort in the future, you can reach my level, and it's not impossible for you to strive for the top tier."

She said.

When my gaze fell on Qin Ge and Qin Ming, I didn't see any frustration on their faces. Instead, I saw a completely different picture.

Qin Ming looked up at the sky, as if trying to see through the heavens at the so-called top-tier genius, and in the end, he actually laughed.

"They are indeed very strong, but so what?"

"Some people just walk faster or leave earlier. Their future is uncertain, and who can say for sure who will be at the very front in the end?"

"I, Qin Ming, am going to go to the very front and take a look."

He spoke, his eyes shining, and there was an invincible aura about him. Lingyu looked at him in shock.

He had only ever seen this kind of aura in that spirit race member, and now it was appearing in a human youth.

She then looked at Qin Ge.

Qin Ge was simply plucking at her zither, seemingly unmoved even by the most outstanding talents in the world.

She possessed an ethereal quality that sometimes made even me feel inexplicably wary.

She's stronger than Qin Ming!

Suddenly, under the banyan tree, Lin Fan raised his head, not because of their words, but because of the city of Shengjing outside the courtyard.

He smiled after a moment.

"That's a good idea."

He said that everyone in the courtyard was focused on him, and Qin Ming, Qin Ge, and Gu Yi all had a look of respect on their faces.

Lingyu represents reverence.

As if he knew something, Gu Yi took a small step forward.

"Sir, this is the Dao Discussion Conference in Shengjing. Emperor Tang extended an invitation to cultivators throughout the Nine Provinces of the human race through the Great Tang Academy several years ago."

"We will gather the strongest people in the world to discuss the Dao in Shengjing, and bestow upon all cultivators a great opportunity."

He said that he had also paid attention to the Shengjing Dao Forum, and that he would have attended it even if he hadn't come here.

This is a grand gathering for cultivators from all over the world, and no one wants to miss it.

Lin Fan nodded upon hearing this.

Their gaze fell upon the Tang Emperor's Palace, where tens of thousands of cultivators sat cross-legged in meditation, with more cultivators arriving one after another.

"Want to go?"

Lin Fan suddenly spoke, and everyone was taken aback.

"Then let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the group saw the void before them shift and they found themselves in front of the Tang Emperor's Palace.

It appeared out of thin air, yet no one noticed.

Qin Ming and Qin Ge were already familiar with this method, while Gu Yi and Ling Yu were shocked, especially Ling Yu.

She came from the Jade Spirit Clan's Valley of Ten Thousand Spirits, a powerful force within the Spirit Clan. She knew more and understood what these methods represented.

Space Avenue!

Together with the paths of time and destiny, it is known as one of the three supreme paths, the most difficult to comprehend, and also the most mysterious and powerful.

However, cultivation is the most difficult. In the endless years of the Xuanhuang Great World, only a handful of beings have been able to ascend to sainthood through the three paths, and each one of them is an unparalleled supreme being.

In this generation, a human has actually been born!

"Li Qingfeng of the Tianfeng Sect will now preach to you all!"

Before the imperial palace, an old man stepped forward, took a step into the air, sat cross-legged in mid-air, and then looked at the cultivators in front of the imperial palace.

The cultivators below all turned serious and looked over, and Lingyu also looked over.

This is a cultivator at the third level of the Celestial Realm.

It's not considered strong.

"I cultivate the Great Dao of Heavenly Wind, and today I will use my understanding to expound the Dao to you all, hoping it will be of some help to you fellow human cultivators."

After he finished speaking, he began to evolve his own Dao.

A strong wind howled in, carrying a chilling aura, sometimes transforming into swords, sometimes into spears, and sometimes into a whirlwind of arrows.

All the cultivators turned their gaze to him, some seeking enlightenment, others verifying each other's understanding, and some even began to practice their skills in front of the imperial palace.

Li Qingfeng's sermon ended quickly, but a second person immediately went up to him.

"The rogue cultivator, Mingyu!"

This was a woman, dressed simply, who landed in front of the imperial palace with each step seemingly floating on air.

It's another Celestial Realm.

Outside the imperial palace, on the rooftops of pavilions throughout Shengjing, countless people, all cultivators, stood.

They watched the performance in front of the imperial palace with focused expressions.

Qin Ming also sat down cross-legged.

"As the Master said, all the myriad paths in the world are interconnected, and their paths can also verify my path."

He said, and Qin Ge nodded, put down the zither in his hand, and began to comprehend the Dao.

Lingyu stared blankly at the scene before her eyes, then at the countless human cultivators around her.

They weren't strong, and there weren't many stronger than her, but at this moment they gave her a profound sense of awe.

Can such a race really be suppressed?

"Moon Palace, Bodhisattva Nian!"

"Hidden Sword Sect, Sword Mountain!"

"Cloud Palace, Thunder Abyss!"

……

Individuals from all corners of the human realm gathered here, unreservedly developing their own paths.

Before the Tang Emperor's Palace, people were having moments of sudden enlightenment.

Rays of light breaking through realms appeared everywhere. Many people laughed, then stood up and bowed to the person preaching above, and then bowed to the surroundings.

Here, everyone is a teacher.

"How was it? Were you impressed?"

At this moment, a voice rang in Lingyu's ears. Lingyu looked over and saw Gu Yi, who was looking at the sermon in front of the Tang Emperor's Palace with a smile on his face.

That was a confident smile that the human race hadn't seen in a long time.

He was taken aback by what he heard and fell silent.

"Are you wondering why such humans would be reduced to food for those elite races?"

Gu Yi said.

She looked up, and that was her question.

Gu Yi looked at him and smiled faintly.

"That's because someone has blocked out the sky for humanity, putting shackles on them, and they can't see any hope."

"But things are different now."

He looked towards the direction of the Western Hills with a respectful expression.

"There was a person who lifted the sky above humanity, severed the shackles that bound humanity, and gave them hope."

"Humanity will never perish. Even if blood is shed and mountains and rivers are overturned, we will never bow our heads. This is the heritage engraved in our bones."

"What we lack is just a guide."

"It already exists."

He said, and Lingyu's expression changed. She knew who Gu Yi was referring to—the young man in white in that small courtyard, the one they called "Master."