The Last Sentinel

My father's name is Xuanyuan Feng, and my mother's name is Long Qingye, so my name is Ye Feng.

It must be said that Lin Qilin, who named himself, is quite talented.

This name skips over the surnames Xuanyuan and Long, bypassing the historical burdens of conflicts and turmoil among ancient clans like Xuanyuan and Huanlong, while cleverly retaining the imprint of its parents, allowing it to stride forward as a completely new modern person.

Ancient Emperors, Merit Clan, Yanhuang Tribe, Jiuli Tribe, Xuanyuan Clan, Chiyou Clan, Battle of Banquan, Battle of Zhuolu, the Second Calamity begins, a new round of anti-virus programs in the universe is launched, and the ancient clans of the old era flee one after another. However, they do not disappear. Instead, they choose to coexist with the anti-virus software, merge with the calamity, absorb the new order and new rules of this universe, and become new members of this new era of the universe.

Thinking back to the last time at the Sword Qi Great Wall, when I killed that Fallen Buddha, the Buddha said that he was a holy son undergoing trials in some kind of holy land, such as the Fuxi Holy Land, the Nuwa Holy Land, the Cangjie Holy Land...

These sacred sites must be the new creations of the merit-based and ancient imperial factions. They have integrated with the new era and spread their teachings throughout the myriad realms.

So what I will face next will no longer be unfamiliar heretics from all heavens.

Instead, he is an insurmountable enemy who knows me and the planet Blue Star inside and out, and who has fought his way from the last celestial era to this one!

The ancient clans' feuds eventually escalated into a new war spanning countless realms.

For the beings of this era, they were both fortunate and unfortunate.

Fortunately, they will receive selfless instruction from the ancient races of the previous celestial era.

Unfortunately, the fundamental goal of the ancient race that trained them was to wage a life-or-death cosmic war, and all those who received the teachings would become cannon fodder in this war.

The pseudo-human sighed, "I don't understand how hatred can last so long. An entire eon has ended, yet the ancient races still remember this hatred. Sometimes I wonder, can't they just let go of this hatred? What's the point of all this fighting between the ancient races?"

"That's your shortsightedness as an artificial intelligence." Ye Feng dusted himself off and stood up. "You only saw the negative effects of hatred, but you didn't see its positive effects."

The hypocrite asked, "Does hatred have any positive effects?"

"Of course!" Ye Feng said with a sunny smile. "Putting aside everything else, just consider how easy it was for the ancient races to survive the calamities of the myriad eras and the numerous natural disasters. It must have been incredibly difficult. So what enabled the ancient races to persevere through such hardship?"

"Love? Bullshit!"

"It's hatred, it's an enemy, it's the obsession to chop off the enemy's head with a single blow!"

"The enemy is still alive, how can I die! How can I die before my enemy! I can die, but the enemy must die before me!"

"The path of revenge is destined to be fraught with thorns, but it is also the most romantic path for a hero!"

"By shedding our current identities and viewing things from the perspective of the Creator, hatred is the most outstanding unified virtue of all ancient races. Although this hatred can lead to extremism, it also maximizes their execution capabilities, ensuring its continuity and the flourishing of martial virtue!"

The fake man watched the child in front of him speak eloquently, and for a moment he was in a daze, and a blue light emanated from his bronze mask.

Ye Feng tilted his head and asked, "Are you alright, buddy?"

The fake man wiped the eye sockets of his bronze mask and whispered, "I think I see a shadow of Xuan Yuanfeng in you."

"That's normal!" Ye Feng said. "That's my dad. Isn't it normal for a son to see his father's shadow in him? By the way, do you have any photos of my dad and mom? Or you could draw them for me."

The fake man shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, your mother erased my memories of them. The unrelated ones are very blurry, and I can only sense a vague shadow."

"It doesn't matter anymore," Ye Feng waved his hand casually. "No matter what, this time I gained a lot from reversing time. I learned the outlines of the myriad worlds, figured out the enemy's background, and even unexpectedly learned my parents' names. Tsk tsk, I made a killing!"

Seeing Ye Feng turn to leave, the fake man hurriedly asked, "No, where are you going?"

Ye Feng said lazily, "Find a place with good feng shui to hang myself and return to the future world."

The hypocrite said, "Can't you die a little later! I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Ye Feng turned around and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

The hypocrite said, "Don't you want to know what your father and mother left you?"

Ye Feng blinked. "No, buddy, you exist in the future too. We have a heart-to-heart, AK-like friendship. If my parents really left me any treasure, they would have told me long ago!"

"What nonsense is he telling you!" the fake man said. "What your father and mother left you can't possibly appear in the future; it can only appear in this era."

Ye Feng asked suspiciously, "Really?"

The fake man stomped his foot. "Of course it's true. It's like your mother left you an elixir of immortality, but your version is already in the era of the Third Calamity, the Mechanical Frenzy, after 1999. The rules of the universe have been iterated, and the elixir of immortality has long become useless! So, some legacies can only be seen and obtained in my era. Once this point in time is over, even if you know about them, you won't be able to find them."

"Okay!" Ye Feng said, "What wonderful treasures did my parents leave me?"

The fake man raised a finger, "Let's start with your father. Your father, Xuanyuan Feng, was a legendary Xuanyuan clan powerhouse. He fought in almost every stage of the entire God War, a true warrior who never died in a hundred battles! The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan praised him as the 'Edge of Yanhuang,' invincible, and bestowed upon him the name Xuanyuan Feng!"

Ye Feng said, "So fierce? How does my father compare to Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Chi You, and Ying Long?"

The fake man coughed and said, "Those heaven-defying big shots are naturally no match for him. Your father's strength lies in his self-comprehended divine power of destiny, called 'Ancient Ones Before Us'!"

"【There were predecessors】?" Ye Feng asked. "What does that mean?"

The pseudo-human way, "【Ancient Ones】, as the name suggests, means that when you are at your wit's end, facing certain death, with no one to help or save you, then you summon your peak self to save yourself! It can be said that the most reliable reinforcements in this world are not sect leaders or tribal elders, but countless past selves. When I am in despair, my past self will cross the river of time to descend and save me! This is 【Ancient Ones】!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng inwardly exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

What kind of overpowered skill is this?! [There have been predecessors before!]

Isn't this a shameless tactic?

If you're about to die, summon your peak self from the previous second to save you.

As the battle raged on, my numbers multiplied, and I became a one-man army, single-handedly surrounding all the enemies!

With such an overpowered and cheat-like skill, no wonder he was able to fight the entire God War. No wonder he was given a name by the Yellow Emperor. It's just too damn overpowered!

The pseudo-human continued, "The talent '[There are predecessors]' isn't difficult to comprehend; the challenge lies in creating a new peak version of yourself. Your father is stuck at a talent bottleneck, unable to rival those top-tier powerhouses. What you need to do is break through your bloodline limit and continuously create new peaks. As long as you are strong enough, even for a fleeting moment, when you're fighting someone, you can infinitely summon your peak self to shatter the river of time and support you!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, "This supernatural talent sounds amazing and awesome, but I'm really terrible in my current state."

The fake man was taken aback. "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Feng said, "My enemies have already made their move against me. They stole a single hair from my head, causing my cultivation to continuously leak air. I'm like a deflated balloon; no matter how hard I try to inflate it, I can't fill it up completely. If I can't fill it up completely, I can't break through to a higher realm. My cultivation level is locked, and I may never reach my peak."

The fake man snapped his fingers. "No problem! Your mother left behind a treasure that should be able to patch up the hole in your balloon."

Ye Feng asked, "What treasures did my mother leave behind?"

The charlatan raised his hands and chanted in an almost worshipful tone, "The Dragon-Taming Clan takes dragons as their mission and dragons as their path. Where the dragons go, so do people. The holy maidens of the Dragon-Taming Clan throughout the ages have all been peerless goddesses of life. They compile life code, improve life code, correct life programs, and rectify life errors. They are a creation-type divine race comparable to the Nuwa clan, and you... ah!"

Ye Feng struck the fake mannequin, yelling, "Stop singing! Speak like a human! What kind of treasure is this?!"

The fake man rubbed his arm and muttered, "What the Holy Maiden of the Dragon Clan left behind is naturally related to dragons!"

Ye Feng hesitated, then asked, "Could it be that my mother left me a dragon?"

The imposter gestured and said, "A dragon? My lord, forgive my bluntness, but do you know what a dragon is? Dragons are enormous. The blue planet you see now is just a bead in front of a dragon. A real dragon needs a breeding ground that spans constellations. And this is just a young dragon. If it's an adult dragon, the breeding ground would need to be at least the size of the Milky Way!"

Ye Feng said, "Not a dragon? Could it be a dragon egg?"

The pseudo-human said, "Dragon eggs? You really dare to imagine! The smallest dragon egg is as big as the moon! Some of the larger dragons lay eggs, such as the eggs of the Zhulong and Yinglong, which are comparable to the sun! Don't use your primitive, post-modern perspective to imagine products of the mythological era! This is simply a desecration of the mythological era—ah!"

"Tell me!" Ye Feng straddled the dummy's neck, thrusting left and right. "Stop being so mysterious! What treasure did my mother leave behind?!"

"Stop hitting me!" the fake man struggled to say. "Everyone's a dragon! The supernatural power your mother left you is called 'Everyone's a Dragon'!"

Ye Feng was stunned. "【Everyone is a Dragon】sounds so familiar. It's like someone told me about this move before. It's one of the Dragon Lord's ultimate techniques, which can turn people into dragon people. My mother is a life deity in the same concept as Nuwa, so this move makes sense..."

The fake man roared, "Don't use such low-level gene-editing technology to desecrate Her Highness! Life compilation, the technology of transforming humans into dragons, is the most common technology among the Dragon Tamers. She is your mother. Would a mother use such a low-grade version of the 'Everyone is a Dragon' life compilation technology to fool her own child?"

Ye Feng asked, "Is Long Gong's 'Everyone is a Dragon' a low-end version? Then what is the high-end version?"

This is a false sense of humanity. The Book of Changes (I Ching) says, "When dragons are without a leader, the world is blessed; when everyone is like a dragon, the world is doomed."

Ye Feng said, "The dragon represents strength!"

"Without a leader, the people are in a state of depression. The world is at peace, which seems like an auspicious omen on the surface, but it is actually an inauspicious one, containing the calamity of ruin."

"Everyone is like a dragon, all living beings bow to the heavens, the world is in chaos. On the surface it is an ominous hexagram, but in reality it is an auspicious one, containing the omen of prosperity!"

The pseudo-humanist said, "That's right, your understanding of 'Everyone is Like a Dragon' is correct. 'Everyone is Like a Dragon' is not a concrete supernatural power like 'There were predecessors before,' but a conceptual group life-buff supernatural power. It speaks of a world without dragons, where everyone is like a dragon!"

Ye Feng murmured, "If there are no dragons in the world, then everyone in the world is like a dragon; if there are no gods in the world, then everyone in the world can become a god? The stuff I left behind is really abstract. But how should I put it, conceptual supernatural powers have always been like this. Just like A Yu's conceptual cheat codes, no one can understand how they came about or what the principles are. It's like he said they exist and they just do."