Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

"Did Emperor Wu win?"

"He not only killed the War Immortal Emperor Tian, ​​but also withstood the backlash from the War Demon!"

"Didn't Di Tian say that even a demigod would be severely injured by the backlash of his military aura? But the Martial Emperor seems to be doing it very easily!"

"He's probably just bragging. Even if he's the number one military cultivator and his overall strength rivals the pinnacle of martial arts, how could he possibly threaten a demigod?"

"I don't think so. Just now, those fragments of weapons transformed into longswords, ignoring physical defenses and directly striking Emperor Wu. I think Emperor Wu was also seriously injured, but his healing abilities were too powerful, and his injuries were reversed in an instant!"

"Don't you guys find Emperor Wu's strength somewhat surprising?"

"He himself said he was merely at the pinnacle of martial arts, but why do I feel like his strength is even more terrifying than a demigod?"

"Perhaps his foundation is too strong. After all, he was able to escape from the hands of the Carefree Ancestor even before he had achieved Dao. Now that he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, it is normal for his overall strength to be comparable to that of a demigod."

"What a pity for Bingxiu Ditian, a powerful and ruthless figure, to die like this!"

"What kind of hero was he? In his final moments, he was nothing more than a lapdog wagging its tail and begging for Emperor Wu's favor. How utterly undignified!"

"That's right. He can't really be considered a hero. He's just a treacherous and selfish villain. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to cut off the path of cultivation for soldiers all by himself."

"Yes, he claims to have opened up a new path for military cultivators, enabling them to advance from physical cultivation to physical cultivation. But in all these years, he has never taken on a single disciple, let alone passed on his military cultivation legacy to a second person."

"Since the War Immortal Emperor Tian is dead, do you think those old monsters who hunted down the Heavenly Silkworm Ancestor with him will come looking for trouble with Emperor Wu?"

"Their alliance is driven by self-interest; they don't have much genuine friendship, and they might not even dare to attack Emperor Wu!"

"..."

As everyone gazed at Jiang Wangzu, who appeared both godlike and demonic in the sky, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Jiang Wangzu, on the other hand, took Di Tian's bronze puppet box and directly put the broken twelve golden figures into the box.

These are all made of divine metal, and are extremely precious.

No wonder they rarely encounter divine gold in the Abandoned Land.

The idea of ​​using divine metal to forge a weapon was simply a pipe dream, as it had already been plundered by the First Emperor more than two thousand years ago.

Of course, even the First Emperor was deceived, which resulted in all the divine gold from the abandoned land falling into the hands of Emperor Tian.

Now, after going through so many twists and turns, all these divine metals have ended up in the hands of Jiang Wangzu, a martial artist from this abandoned land, which can be considered as returning them to their rightful owner.

"Today, I obtained the complete inheritances of military cultivation and puppetry within the Emperor's Primordial Spirit. I will divide each of these two inheritances into three thousand portions, scattering them across the southern borderlands, awaiting those with the right destiny!"

"I hope that three thousand destined individuals can pass on this system of military cultivation and puppetry."

"May the flame burn forever, never to be extinguished!"

Jiang Wangzu spoke loudly, his voice shaking the heavens and the earth, and countless onlookers, including cultivators tens of thousands of miles away, heard it clearly.

Jiang Wangzu transformed into a streak of light, swiftly traversing the entire Southern Border Law Domain's sky, with streaks of inherited spiritual light splashing everywhere, each streak representing a top-tier inheritance.

Some of these inspirations fell into the hands of ordinary people, while others fell into the hands of cultivators.

Without exception, these people were all compatible with the traditions of military cultivators and puppeteers.

All the military cultivation traditions in the world are in the hands of the Military Immortal Emperor Tian.

Although the tradition of puppeteers has not been completely severed, it has become extremely rare.

As the military immortal Di Tian said, the karmic consequences of the extinction of a major cultivation system are too great, even a demigod cannot bear them.

That is why even a demigod who could kill the Immortal Emperor Tian was afraid of harming the innocent.

However, Jiang Wangzu's primordial spirit was exceptionally powerful, and he also possessed a primordial spirit secret technique that could seize souls and minds, directly plundering the inheritance imprinted within his primordial spirit, causing his plan to fail.

Now that Jiang Wangzu has spread the inheritance of these two major cultivation systems throughout the southern border, the number of military cultivators and puppeteers will soon skyrocket.

This can be considered as him repaying this enormous karmic debt, and he even has the merit to pass on!

In a small town.

A young man from a humble background, who wanted to learn martial arts to change his fate but ultimately failed, looked up at the sky and saw a ray of light enter his brow.

After a long while, he was overjoyed!

"I have obtained a complete military cultivation inheritance!"

"From now on, I can also become a practitioner."

"Emperor Wu, this inheritance was bestowed upon me by Emperor Wu."

"Great Emperor Wu, I kowtow to you!"

The boy kowtowed to the ground like a madman, and the people around him kept their distance, thinking he had some kind of hysteria.

Only he himself knew that he had received a great opportunity to defy fate!

Inside a handicraft workshop.

A middle-aged man was carving a handmade doll when suddenly a ray of light descended from the sky, passed through the window, and entered his body.

He fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, he found that many memories that did not belong to him had appeared in his mind.

"The legacy of a puppeteer?"

"Using divine thought as a guide, and all things as puppets."

"This... could this be the legendary cultivation method?"

The middle-aged man was initially taken aback, then became overjoyed.

Similar scenes are unfolding across southern Xinjiang.

Having done all this, Jiang Wangzu led the Corpse Demon straight to the Netherworld.

The current state of the Netherworld has changed drastically. Although it still looks eerie and sinister, that's because it is inherently a place of malevolent energy.

However, the surrounding forests are dense and the palaces are lined up one after another, making Ghost Mountain look like a super powerful force.

All of this is inseparable from Pei Zhenzhu.

"Ah Zu, you've finally emerged from seclusion!"

After sensing Jiang Wangzu's aura, Pei Zhenzhu transformed into a streak of light and appeared above Ghost God Mountain. Then, she stepped into the void and threw herself into Jiang Wangzu's embrace.

"Sister Pearl, it seems you have completely condensed the Taiyin Divine Body. From now on, the path of cultivation for sorcerers will be smooth, and it is not impossible for you to become a demigod in the future."

Jiang Wangzu and Pei Zhenzhu embraced tightly. Sensing the aura emanating from Pei Zhenzhu, he couldn't help but speak.

"This is all thanks to the Fountain of Immortality you gave me."

"I bestowed the excess Fountain of Immortality upon my four ghost immortals, but they only changed towards returning to Yang from Yin, and did not transform into the Yin Dharma Body."

"My success is hard to replicate. I think it's possible that I was born with a Yin body, or even a Yin divine body, which is why I was able to become a vengeful ghost after my death."

"Then he made rapid progress in the path of ghost cultivation, and almost became a world-destroying ghost immortal."

Pei Zhenzhu said with a hint of regret in her voice.

She had originally planned to replicate her success and pave a new path for all ghost cultivators, but she failed to do so at all.

"Everyone has their own destiny, and you can't force it."

"By drinking the Fountain of Immortality, they can reverse life and death, completely shed their ghostly immortal bodies, and transform into living beings in the mortal realm, while still retaining their ghostly immortal foundation. This is already an immense blessing."

"If they can't find a way to become sorcerers, perhaps they can find other paths of spiritual practice."

Jiang Wangzu offered a few words of comfort, then carried Pei Zhenzhu, whose eyes were already beginning to drool, into his own bedchamber.

Verbal comfort alone seemed to have limited effect, so Jiang Wangzu decided to use practical actions to deeply comfort Pei Zhenzhu and help her to calm down!