"This is the moment."
Princess Shile had been observing Chen Jiuyang. The moment she saw him comprehend the Way of War, tempering his will to its limit, unleash the arrow of myriad phenomena, and achieve unity of heaven and man, she immediately began to cast her divine abilities.
She stripped away the Pure Yang Medical Immortal inheritance from Chen Jiuyang's bloodline.
The goal was to completely erase all factors influencing Chen Jiuyang from the Pure Yang Medical Immortal.
...
Chen Jiuyang's divine soul was weakened to its extreme.
At this moment, his memories finally began to gradually revive.
He felt a sense of peace.
Some memories were sealed by him voluntarily.
A feeling of unity with heaven and man, yet with man as the master, surged into his heart.
"After the Feng family's ancestor shot that ultimate arrow, he was indeed powerless to shoot a second one..."
"I didn't expect that the path of the Human Emperor would require maintaining this state of unity between heaven and man, only then could one stand at the peak of combat power."
Chen Jiuyang could increasingly resonate with the path of the Human Emperor.
His vision blurred, and the alluring, solemnly dressed Princess Shile appeared before Chen Jiuyang.
"How is it?"
Chen Jiuyang maintained his unity of heaven and man, balancing combat power while also retaining more of his humanity. He was no longer cold, calculating, heartless, and indifferent like a cultivator of the immortal path.
He appeared thoughtful, smiling as he said, "This state is very comfortable, but it's hard to say."
Princess Shile's small face was calm and solemn. "This is indeed good. As expected of the most unique path among the three thousand Great Daos, the path of the Human Emperor."
"Do you need time to adjust your memories, thoughts, and state?"
"If so," Chen Jiuyang said slowly, "that would be excellent."
Chen Jiuyang's previous state of perception involved omitting the emotions of those around him for the sake of his goals.
Now, however, he needed to perceive them.
He also felt that he had regained a passionate and warm heart.
He was simultaneously balancing martial arts.
This rebirth within the dream world, a lifetime as a mortal, had greatly influenced Chen Jiuyang.
Ordinary, witnessing spring and autumn, joy and sorrow, separation and death, and the myriad phenomena of the world.
This was what Chen Jiuyang had always desired in the mortal world.
Chen Jiuyang closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his final state. In the state of unity between heaven and man, it was smooth, and his thoughts were no longer obstructed.
...
Outside Meteor Immortal Cliff.
The originally bustling market of Meteor Immortal Cliff was now very quiet.
Several major powers were waiting in the sky.
The Five Great Sacred Lands, the Forbidden Families, and the Five Demonic Sects had all dispatched their martial prodigies to wait here.
Today, they had come here with a unified front, having made an agreement to ensure Chen Jiuyang's demise here.
If Chen Jiuyang did not die, he would undoubtedly be the greatest obstacle on the Imperial Path in the future.
To blame.
It was Chen Jiuyang's fault for not knowing how to conceal his strength, for stealing the spotlight, overshadowing all other prodigies, and forcing them, the old monsters, to act to secure an immeasurable future for their descendants.
In the wind and snow.
Beneath the vast curtain of rain, a figure slowly emerged from within Meteor Immortal Cliff.
The entire Meteor Immortal Cliff market began to stir.
The sound of boiling erupted suddenly.
The figure was clad in black dragon robes, possessing an aura as if of an ordinary person, but who dared to underestimate him?
"Rumble!"
A torrent of pressure erupted, sweeping towards Chen Jiuyang.
However, this pressure fell upon Chen Jiuyang like a stone into the sea, or an ox sinking into a quagmire.
Chen Jiuyang slowly raised his head, looking at the three converging factions. He walked slowly with his hands behind his back, speaking unhurriedly in a calm tone:
"Do you gentlemen seek me for something?"
A young man with a pure martial aura, holding a great axe, stepped out of the formation. His deep voice rang out:
"I am delighted to see a worthy opponent. I have heard that Daoist Qianyang is a peerless prodigy of this generation. I have come today specifically to seek guidance."
"Guidance?"
Chen Jiuyang's expression remained calm. "You may."
He was the first person in this period to dare to address him by his true name.
"May I ask which power you hail from?"
"What spirit! Three great forces are surrounding and suppressing Daoist Qianyang, yet you still have the leisure to inquire about names."
"The tenth sequence of the Samsara Sect, Yan He!"
The martial artist holding the great axe declared.
"Sequence?" Chen Jiuyang murmured, then asked, "Am I of the Sacred Path sequence?"
The Nine Demonic Sects each had ten spots. They would send their strongest contemporary prodigies, whom they deemed to have immense potential, into封印 (sealing), to be unsealed at a suitable era, thus preventing a gap in the generations of disciples from the Nine Demonic Sects.
Chen Jiuyang looked at Yan He and said slowly, "I wish to know why you are ambushing me this time."
"The Great Emperor's path of human martial arts began on Earth. You have stolen the spotlight and may suppress us for a lifetime. Before you have fully grown, we must nip you in the bud. Do you have any further questions, Daoist Qianyang?" Yan He asked.
The Human Emperor's path was in the Lesser Immortal Realm, but the trial for the Great Emperor's path was on Earth?
He was not privy to such secrets.
Chen Jiuyang's calm gaze swept slowly over everyone present. "Yan He, your combat power is insufficient to contend with me. Find someone else to face me."
"Qianyang, do not presume to be arrogant just because you have imprinted your true name on the Dao. We walk the path of pure martial arts, not the immortal path. Do you think you can kill across realms?" Yan He said coldly.
Chen Jiuyang replied, "I offer good advice, but you do not heed it. Then, let us try."
"Actually, it's perfect timing. After I return to my sect, I will begin the struggle for the Sacred Path, and the next target is precisely the Samsara Sect."
"Sacred Path struggle? Then speak of it after you survive today!" Yan He roared, his great axe suddenly expanding, erupting with surging blood-red light, and slashing towards Chen Jiuyang.
This scene was like the mythical splitting of Mount Hua, brave and unstoppable!
"Boom!!"
Mud and stones flew, snowflakes whirled, kicking up a hundred-meter snow curtain, a grand and spectacular scene.
"Combat power at the fifth level of the Venerable Realm, less than a hundred years old, truly a martial prodigy."
"Those who can become sequences of the Sacred Sect are indeed extraordinary."
"A pity..."
"Such combat power is not enough to impress me."
"Loose Hand Technique – Heaven Covering Gate."
Chen Jiuyang waved his hand.
A terrifying, sky-obscuring giant hand appeared, directly confronting Yan He's axe blow.
"Crack—"
Yan He's attack was dispersed by this giant hand, and he himself was caught off guard and sent flying.
Chen Jiuyang, at the fourth level of the Venerable Realm, having achieved the Dao and unity of heaven and man, possessed combat power that ordinary prodigies could not match.
If this tenth sequence did not have unique means, he would not even be able to withstand three of Chen Jiuyang's moves.
Chen Jiuyang's killing intent was not as heavy as it had been before.
A moment later, Yan He flew back, his face ashen. "How dare you humiliate me like this!"
Chen Jiuyang spoke, "If you were at the Half-step Emperor Realm, you could still fight me with all your might. But you are only at the fifth level of the Venerable Realm, completely no match for me. Since you are a Sacred Sect sequence, do not lose your life so easily."
"!!!"
He was at the fifth level of the Venerable Realm, while Chen Jiuyang was at the fourth level. He was actually being humiliated by someone of lower cultivation.