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"People of the Divine Race, this is the Forbidden City, the territory of my human race, not your Central Divine Continent!"

A young Taoist priest wearing an old blue robe slowly walked out from the crowd.

He had a refined and elegant appearance, and his demeanor was pleasing to the eye. He looked to be no more than twenty years old, but his eyes held a calmness far beyond his years.

Holding a whisk in his left hand, he gently shook it, and the Daoist aura flowed around him, as if heaven and earth were clearing a path for him.

With each step, a fleeting illusory image of the Tai Chi Bagua appeared beneath one's feet.

The Three Pure Ones Daoist School, Yuanqingwei.

This name is probably not known to many people in this world.

But no one in the entire Eastern Wilderness dares to ignore the four words "Sanqing Daomen"!

That is one of the oldest ancient religions of the human race.

Its ancestor, the Three Pure Ones, once discussed the Dao with Shennong, the Human Emperor. Although he did not become an emperor, he was still an unparalleled supreme being who achieved the Dao in a different way!

The Taoist lineage has been passed down to this day, and its profound heritage is unfathomable. Yuan Qingwei is an ancient freak who has been unsealed by the Taoist sect!

The young god-like figure narrowed his eyes, sensing the man's terrifying power, and coldly asked, "Who are you?"

"I am Yuan Qingwei, a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, a great sect of the human race." The young Taoist bowed in his habit.

A commotion arose in the crowd; some of them recognized the man.

"So he's a Daoist disciple from the Daoist sect. No wonder he dared to confront the royal lineage of the gods!"

"It's him! It's recorded in ancient books. I never expected that the Great Era would be awakened as well."

"I heard he cultivated the supreme divine power of Taoism, the One Qi Transforms into the Three Pure Ones!"

"hiss!"

Instantly, someone gasped: "Is that the One Breath Transforms into Three Pure Ones?"

"Legend has it that the supreme divine power created by the Three Pure Ones, the founders of Taoism? A heaven-defying technique comparable to forbidden imperial arts? But wasn't that lost long ago?"

"Lost in the art?" An old man next to him looked at him with a joking expression.

"If such supreme supernatural power could be lost, the Taoist sect might as well disband. If it were lost, how could it have been passed down to this extent? It's just that the required talent is too high, and no one has been able to master it yet."

He stroked his beard, his eyes gleaming: "It is said that this supernatural power can create two Dao bodies! When cultivated to the extreme, it can even possess combat power that is no different from the original body!"

"If all three bodies were to appear simultaneously, who among those of the same realm could withstand them? Let alone the young master of the Kunyu clan before us, even the Golden Palace Emperor's son might not fare well!"

"Hiss!" Even those who hadn't heard of it before gasped in surprise.

The Taoist methods are extraordinary, with profound power comparable to the scriptures of the Great Emperor!

There are three of these? Is that so unfair? Who would fight against such a heaven-defying secret technique?

Yuan Qingwei simply smiled when she heard the whispers around her.

His voice carried the unique tranquility of a Taoist: "You just said that humans don't learn from their mistakes."

"But my memory is quite good. About 70,000 years ago, one of your Kunlu clan's ancestors said something similar."

"Later... he was scattered here and there." The words were calm, but they carried a profound meaning.

The street fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"As expected of Daoist Master, what a character! Well said."

"Master Dao is so domineering..."

Kun Lingzun's face was extremely ugly.

The guards' killing intent locked onto Yuan Qingwei as if it were a tangible force, but he did not give the order to attack.

He suppressed the urge to tear the human in front of him apart, but he also heard the humans' chatter.

Although he had never witnessed the supreme supernatural powers of Taoism, there were indeed records of them in the ancient texts of the Kunlu clan.

This is a Daoist practice created by an unparalleled being who can be revered even at the highest level.

The supernatural power that even Shennong, the legendary figure of the Chinese people, personally praised could not possibly be undeserved!

And the young Taoist priest in front of me looks gentle and refined.

Not only is he the only successor of the Taoist sect to enter the world in this generation, but he is also an ancient freak who has been sealed away until now! He is a forbidden demon!

Kunling Zun isn't stupid; he can't defeat someone like that!

We can only temporarily avoid their sharp edge and wait for a prodigy of the same caliber as the gods to arrive before making any further plans.

He snorted coldly and raised his hand to stop the guards' murderous intent.

He gave Yuan Qingwei a deep look, said nothing more, and turned to lead the convoy away dejectedly to another street.

The flag embroidered with the Kunlu clan emblem no longer fluttered, drooping listlessly on the flagpole.

It was as if even it knew how much face its young master had lost today.

As soon as he turned around, a louder roar of laughter erupted from the human race than before.

A cultivator at the Purple Mansion Realm slapped his thigh and laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight: "I knew it!"

"Does he really think he can just roam around this Forbidden City like a madman? Doesn't he know what kind of ruthless people are lurking here today!"

"That is to say, Taoist masters like Daoist Masters do not like killing and are kind-hearted. You can talk to them in a nice and reasonable way and introduce your family."

"If this were the Emperor's Body, would I even bother with an introduction? He'd just come up and punch you, no matter what your lineage is, the Kunyu Clan's royal bloodline, and blast him and his car to smithereens in a second!"

"The Human Emperor's Physique?" Someone clicked their tongue at this. "Where is that person now? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

Upon hearing this name, Yuan Qingwei, who had already taken a step forward, retracted his foot.

He lightly rested his whisk on his arm, and a subtle ripple appeared in his eyes, which had been indifferent to the world's affairs.

Not long after his birth, he had heard about the "Human Emperor Physique" countless times.

When the elders in the temple talked about this person, their tone showed both admiration and apprehension.

Among his peers, the answer was even more direct: everyone called him the number one prodigy of the human race!

He didn't believe this saying at first; there is no first in the path of cultivation, only each person's own path.

But after hearing it so many times, I started to feel a bit curious.

He really wanted to see for himself what kind of person the "Human Emperor Physique" that everyone talked about was.

He lightly flicked his whisk, glanced around at the world, then looked away and continued walking toward the teahouse.

No one noticed his departure, as if they had forgotten what had just happened.

"What's the rush?" Someone waved their hand, looking as if they understood the personalities of these prodigies.

"Those people with special constitutions, those freaks from the imperial family, haven't even all arrived yet, how could he possibly be here already!"

He then lowered his voice and adopted a mysterious expression, saying, "Hehe, but have you heard? The one who came from the Golden Palace lineage this time isn't the Emperor's own son."

"Oh?" Everyone was surprised by this. Did the so-called imperial son not even care about a supreme immortal item like the Xuanhuang Mother Gold?

"No, no, no." The man shook his head; how could he not know what these people were thinking?

"It's not that I don't care, it's just that I heard the Golden Palace Prince is at a critical stage in his attempt to reach a higher level and can't get away from it."

He lowered his head and said, "But the one who came in his place is no simple man either!"

"Tuoba Zhenren, the eighth-generation descendant of Emperor Jinque, has an infinitely high concentration of ancestral blood. He was once an eight-forbidden freak who suppressed an era!"