Reborn as a lotus, she initially refuses to hand it over to the state.

This would allow ordinary people to obtain a body that can withstand the spiritual power of the stars.

Shen Xinglan did not leave the experimental area for seven consecutive days.

On the eighth day, the first Star Marrow Tempering Chamber was completed.

Inside the transparent cabin.

A fourth-tier Awakened One, who lost his left arm in the battle to defend the Ancestral Realm, lay down inside.

A large amount of astral fluid was injected into the chamber.

The broken bones began to regrow.

A brand new arm slowly grew out of the wound.

But just when everyone thought the experiment was a success...

A silver-black slave mark suddenly appeared between the experimenter's eyebrows.

His eyes quickly turned black.

He reached out with his right hand to grab Shen Xinglan beside him.

Lin Qingxue grasped the pulse-listening stone tablet.

The blue lotus mark lit up.

An illusory root of a Jianmu tree appeared from the experimenter's body.

"There's something deep within his spiritual veins!"

A streak of cyan-silver light pierced through the void.

They fell directly into the Star Marrow Tempering Chamber.

The silver-black slave seal was enveloped by the azure lotus spirit fire.

A piercing scream emanated from the test subject's body, and a few breaths later, the slave seal was completely incinerated.

The experimenter opened his eyes again, his severed left arm was fully restored, and his aura rose from the early stage of the fourth rank to the peak of the fourth rank.

Shen Xinglan looked at all the recorded data: "Connect the Star Marrow Tempering Chamber to the Azure Lotus Purification Array, remove all Hunter Court Slave Marks, and start the experiment again."

One month later, the first mass-producible evolutionary system for humankind was officially completed.

Project name: Evolution of the Flame.

The first batch of three thousand awakened individuals to enter the Star Marrow Tempering Chamber all came from the Ancestral Realm Defense War.

Of the three thousand people, seven hundred and sixty-two broke through their original realms.

More than 1,900 people completed physical enhancement.

Although the remaining personnel did not achieve a breakthrough, all their internal injuries and spiritual energy contamination were completely eliminated.

The first batch of star-patterned armor, crafted from the wreckage of the Hunter's Court warship, was also completed on the same day.

Three thousand awakened beings donned armor and landed on the lunar surface.

Without spaceships or oxygen chambers, they can fight briefly in the starry sky environment using only their star-patterned armor and their own spiritual power.

Elder Ye personally named this legion: "The First Legion of Gatekeepers".

Qin Zhenyuan served as the first legion commander, Zhang Baoyi took charge of the Moon Dragon Tiger Thunder Pool, and Chen Wuji was stationed at the main artillery position.

Lin Qingxue became the connector between the six major ley lines of the ancestral realm and the lunar defense line.

Jianmu bestowed a leaf, which merged into the blue lotus mark within her body.

Lin Qingxue received the blessing of the Jianmu tree.

The Azure Lotus Mark and the ability to listen to pulses have been successfully integrated.

[Gained Ability: Leyline Resonance.]

[Gained Ability: Root Network Access.]

[Gained Ability: Leveraging the Power of Mountains and Rivers.]

Lin Qingxue stands on the surface of the moon.

There was no ground beneath my feet.

Yet she could still hear the sounds of the ancestral realm's mountains and rivers.

Beishan, Changbai Mountain, Tokyo Bay, Zhenhai Relic Island, Fuyue Stone Ridge and Heilong Lake.

The power of the six nodes flowed into her body through the Jianmu root network.

A phantom image of a blue lotus appeared in the sky above the moon.

The three thousand gatekeepers simultaneously sensed the coordinates of the ancestral realm. No matter how far they venture into the starry sky in the future, as long as the Azure Lotus Mark remains.

Then you can find your way home.

……

On Wudang Mountain, Xuanweizi sat on the edge of Xuanwu Cliff, his ancient sword lying across his lap. Since the battle to defend the ancestral realm, his sword intent had remained between the eighth and ninth ranks.

Just one step away, yet unable to cross it, Qin Zhenyuan arrived at Xuanwu Cliff wearing the newly completed star-patterned battle armor.

"Senior, when will humanity be able to possess its own King Realm?"

Xuanweizi looked at the distant sea of ​​clouds: "In the past, what the human race lacked was roads; now, what it lacks is the first person who dares to walk across them."

Qin Zhenyuan gripped the black blade: "Where are you headed, senior?"

Xuanweizi picked up the ancient sword: "Kunlun."

On the map of the sealed gates of the Nine Provinces, the blurry heavenly gate deep within Kunlun is constantly trembling.

After the Jianmu awakening level increased to one percent, the previously broken Jianmu Ancient Road began to reconnect with the ancestral realm.

The oppressive aura emanating from the ancient road grew stronger day by day.

A seventh-tier awakened being's soul will be suppressed as soon as they get close to the depths of Kunlun.

Even eighth-tier experts couldn't truly enter the Heavenly Gate that afternoon.

Xuanweizi arrived in Kunlun alone, without a warship or anyone else.

Alone with a sword, he walked along the snow-covered mountain path towards the deepest part of Kunlun.

Before the Heavenly Gate, countless broken swords were stuck in the ice, and next to each sword sat a human corpse.

These remains have existed for countless years, yet the bones have not decayed, and some of them are dressed in ancient Taoist robes.

Some people were clad in tattered armor, while others were only half-bodied, yet still held weapons in their hands.

Xuanweizi stopped in front of the first corpse.

An ancient sword intent surged forth from the broken sword.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of broken swords trembled simultaneously.

Countless fragmented images appeared in Xuanweizi's consciousness.

In the ancient ancestral realm, powerful beings from all races emerged from the Kunlun Heavenly Gate.

They followed the ancient Jianmu Road, battling enemies deep within the starry sea, with human kings falling one by one in the battle.

One after another, the ancestral legions were buried in the starry sky.

The last king severed the Jianmu Ancient Road.

Seal the remaining ancestral realm into darkness, Xuanweizi sat cross-legged amidst thousands of corpses, placing the ancient sword before him.

"The Ancestral Realm is not without human kings; they simply died in places we cannot see."

Thousands of sword intents surged into Xuanweizi's body.

His skin kept cracking.

Fresh blood dripped down the Taoist robe onto the ice.

The overwhelming pressure emanating from the Heavenly Gate was entirely pressing down on him.

Xuanweizi's body bent down little by little, but just as his knees were about to touch the ground...

In cities around the world.

One after another, the defensive arrays lit up simultaneously.

The will of humanity, gathered during the battle to defend the ancestral realm, flowed into Kunlun along the root network of the Jianmu tree.

Countless voices appeared behind Xuanweizi.

Those were ordinary people who had once hidden in the shelter.

They are also the gatekeeper legion on the lunar defense line.

Even more so, those humans who took up arms and decided to no longer kneel and wait for Qinglian to save them.

Xuanweizi gripped the ancient sword, stood up straight, and shouted, "This sword of mine is not to respect heaven and earth, nor to worship immortals and gods, but only to open a path for the mortal world."

Clang!

The ancient sword is drawn.

A sword light rose from Kunlun.

Passing through the ancestral atmosphere.

Cut into the dark starry sky beyond the moon.

Thousands of broken swords shot into the sky at the same time.

A sword domain encompassing Kunlun unfolded.

[Xuanweizi of the Ancestral Realm Human Race has broken through the eighth-order limit.]

[Successfully advanced to the early stage of the ninth rank.]

[Converged Domain: Human Sword Domain.]

[The first human king of his time has been born in the ancestral realm.]

[Humanity's fortune has increased.]

[The maximum soul limit for all human races in the Ancestral Realm has been slightly increased.]

The moment the Kunlun sword light appeared.

The sword-like line that stretches across the sky can be seen in cities all over the world.

Qin Zhenyuan is standing on the moon.

The black blade trembled slightly as he gazed at the Ancestral Realm, a smile spreading across his face.

"The human race now has its own royal realm."

On Heilong Lake.

The ten lotus leaves of the Chu boat unfold.

He did not stop the will of humanity from flowing to Kunlun.

They did not offer any assistance in helping Xuanweizi break through; this was Xuanweizi's own path.

This was also the first step taken by the human race itself.

A few breaths later, a sword light landed on the shore of Black Dragon Lake, and Xuanweizi stepped out from the sword light.

His Taoist robe was badly tattered, yet his aura was one with the heavens and earth.

He arrived at the lakeside and bowed to the Ten-Leaf Green Lotus: "From today onwards, the human race will finally be able to protect you from a King Realm expert."

Chu Zhoulianye swayed gently: "One isn't enough."

Xuanweizi smiled: "Then let ten more, a hundred more, and one day, the human race will be able to guard the Heavenly Gate of the Ancestral Realm on its own."

The words fell.

A loud bang suddenly came from the direction of Kunlun.

With a rumble, the entire ancestral realm trembled slightly at this moment, within the Azure Lotus Cave Heaven.

All nine leaves on the crown of the Jianmu tree turned towards Kunlun.

In the painting "Sealing the Gates of the Nine Provinces," the Heavenly Gate, silent for countless years, opens a crack.

A gust of wind, mixed with ice, snow, death, and ancient aura, surged into the ancestral realm from behind the door.

The golden scales inside Little Golden Treasure's body lit up simultaneously, which it could clearly sense.

The heart of the ancestral gold was behind the door. Mu Cang walked up to Jianmu, and when it saw the scene reflected in the leaves, its old body trembled violently.

There are no immortal mountains behind the Heavenly Gate.

There was no legendary upper realm, only a vast battlefield floating in the darkness.

Countless world ruins piled up on both sides of the ancient road, and a cracked star rotated, its surface studded with tens of thousands of weapons.

In the center of the star, a giant, green tree, cut in half, still maintains its posture of supporting the sky.

Mu Cang knelt on the ground: "That is not an ordinary Heavenly Gate, but the Jianmu Ancient Road leading to the Ancestral Court of All Spirits."

Chu Zhou's divine sense passed through the leaves of the Jianmu tree and landed on the broken giant tree.

At that very moment, a human corpse clad in ancient armor opened its eyes on the battlefield.

Immediately afterward, tens of thousands of corpses on the surface of the star turned their heads at the same time.

Hollow eyes pierce through the long ancient road.

Looking towards the newly opened Kunlun Heavenly Gate, a desolate voice came from behind the gate.

"The gate to the ancestral realm has opened again."