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In an unknown space, an evil-looking middle-aged man gritted his teeth as he looked at a mirror: "Humph, no matter how resourceful and meticulous you are, you cannot escape the cycle of life and death, even if you are the ruler of the world!"

"I know you must still be alive. I'm waiting for you to reappear." The middle-aged man said in a harsh voice.

The path of heaven was broken and insufficient; the path of man, on the other hand, was not enough. The Dao of the Heavens was a natural Dao. In the Divine Great Land, there were countless cultivators, and the mortal world could not be used as they wished. Powerful cultivators could fly through the sky and earth, fly on swords, and take the enemy's head when it was a thousand miles away.

Legendary characters could overturn rivers and seas with a raise of a hand, and there were even people who could pluck stars with a raise of their hand. All cultivators pursued the path of longevity. Only longevity could question the world. The immortals in the legends were those that would never die and possessed boundless magic powers. They held the heaven and earth in their hands. They held destiny in their hands, they formed reincarnation cycle, they held the laws in their hands, the heavens and the earth were revered.

This continent was called Star Cosmic Continent. This world was very big, and not a single mortal could complete it. And cultivators would never be able to complete it in their entire lives. Not because the continent was too big, but because the western part of the continent was a mountain. The mountain was huge, reaching into the clouds, boundless and boundless. No cultivator could cross it, and no one knew what was inside.

This mountain was only gradually forming due to the hard work of countless generations of cultivators. Some places could never be reached. Because the person who went in never came back.

It was called the Extinction Mountain, and was tall enough to reach the sky. It had been mysterious since ancient times, and a few danger zones were hidden within. The surroundings of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range was the living world, filled with tens of thousands of races. Disputes are inevitable when different races are born on the magical land of the human race. However, the law of the strong being respected had not changed, nor would it.

For countless tens of thousands of years, regardless of whether it was the Human Clan or the other races, many legacies had been left behind. There were also many legacies that had been lost in the river of history for various reasons, and only incomplete descriptions could be found in ancient books.

The Myriad Emperor Peak of the Extinction Mountain soared to the clouds. Since ancient times, no one had ever been able to set foot on the summit. It wasn't because it was too high, but because this place was where the legendary Immortal Emperor was buried.

The quiet night descended, and the world entered into darkness.

Suddenly, a golden beam of light flashed past like a meteor from afar. The golden light descended at the bottom of the Myriad Emperor Peak peak before gradually dispersing.

"That Ancestral Ginseng King obviously escaped to this place, why is he missing?" The old Daoist looked around, puzzled, trying to find his target.

However, he was quickly disappointed because there was nothing else in the surroundings other than the insect roar and beast roar. The old Daoist was still unwilling to give up and continued to search.

When he arrived at a small valley, the old Daoist suddenly wrinkled his nose. He smelled a very strong fragrance that caused him to feel relaxed and happy. Even his tiredness disappeared.

The old Daoist traced the source of the fragrance and soon discovered that the fragrance was coming from a huge flower bud. The flower bud was several tens of feet tall and looked extremely strange. It slowly approached the mysterious flower with a grave expression!

"Could it be a Spirit Gathering Flower? King Ancestral Ginseng escaped. It's not bad that he found this Spirit Gathering Flower. " The old Daoist was very satisfied, "This Spirit Gathering Flower can help me increase my life expectancy by a few hundred years. As long as I advance to the Spirit Transformation realm, I can fly up to the True Spirit World."

The old Daoist was about to pick the Spirit Gathering Flower when the flower bud suddenly opened and petals began to bloom one after another. Waves of auspicious aura began to permeate the air.

The old Daoist was also astonished. He did not know what had happened.

The Spirit Gathering Flower finally completely bloomed, and right above the heart of the flower was a pink baby boy that seemed to be sleeping! This was too shocking! The old Daoist couldn't stop grinning for a long time. At this moment, his brain had also been short-circuited, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Let me see your real body! "The Heaven's Eyes!" The old Daoist chanted an incantation and a small crack appeared on his forehead. A beam of yellow light shot out from the crack and began to scan the boy's body.

"This child should be a natural born evildoer here, why is his spirit energy so oppressive?" "What's going on …" The old Daoist murmured, "No, there is no trace of impure Qi in his body. He is a natural born genius in cultivation. Who placed him here?"

The old Daoist waved his sleeve, and started drawing some unknown symbols in the air with both of his hands. The moment he said those words, the runes began to flicker continuously, and in the end, the runes entered the old Daoist's eyes.

The light in the eyes of the heavens suddenly became ten times brighter, and a divine pressure began to radiate from it. The surroundings instantly became quiet. Everything was being suppressed by this power. The old Daoist's magic power was indeed very strong. If he was able to use this sort of Heavenly Vision Transformation, then not many people in this world would be able to do it.

As the old Daoist slowly closed his eyes, the light and the hint of the might of the world also slowly disappeared. The old Daoist took a deep breath. "So that's what happened. A natural Immortal Body actually appeared again …"

Cultivation speed was the highest in the world. This was the evaluation of a natural born immortal body. This was something that could only appear in legends. When Heavenly Immortal Body s appeared, their mountains and rivers would change color, and they would be invincible at the same level …

"Hahaha!" The old Daoist finally laughed out loud: "My Heavenly Mystery Sect has already reached its peak, and now that I have found my innate immortal body, the Profound Sky Dao is about to lord over the world."

The old Daoist calmed his excitement and became like a fairy once again, and leisurely said: "I am Yi Chenzi, the great sect master of Heavenly Mystery Sect. Now that I have accepted you as my disciple, I shall bestow you with the name Yuan Tian. From then on, you will step into the Cultivation World, pursue the heavens and the heavens. "

With a wave of his sleeve, Yi Chenzi held the baby in his arms. The Spirit Gathering Flower actually began to gradually wither. The old Daoist only gathered a few petals, while the rest gradually faded and disappeared without a trace.

"When This Penniless Priest entered the Myriad Emperor Peak, I wanted to find that extremely rare Ancestral King to refine pills and extend my life. Our fates are not shallow, so there should be a relationship of master and disciple, and this humble Taoist will bring you to laugh at the whole world. " Yi Chenzi said as he scrutinized Yuan Tian.

Eight years later, Southern Domain. Tens of thousands of purple rays of light shot out in all directions, this was an abnormal auspicious sign, it was obviously a Spiritual Vein with abundant Elemental Energy of Heaven and Earth. The range of the mountain range was very wide, covering an area of tens of thousands of kilometers. The Sunset Mountain had a total of twenty-seven peaks from the main nine peaks, of which eight peaks formed a crescent shape, encircling the highest peak in the middle.

This was precisely where the main Heavenly Mystery Sect Sect was located.

The first main peak, Chi Yang Feng, was thousands of feet tall, and his Heavenly Mystery Sect was built here. At this moment, the mist behind the main peak shrouded the area like it was a fairyland.

"Young Martial Ancestor, slow down, I can't even keep up." A young man around 20 years old was riding on his sword as he chased after a bright dot.

"Hehe … Lil 'Lin, hurry up. If you can't catch up to my Lil' Hua, I'll hit you." A child's voice came over, and this disciple named Xiao Lin started to sweat profusely. This little ancestor did as he said, and Little Flower was so easy to catch up to.

Xiao Lin is called Lin Zihao, a disciple who was selected to enter Heavenly Mystery Sect ten years ago. Originally, his talent was average, but after cultivating for a period of time, he would probably be sent outside the sect to become an outer sect deacon. However, due to a coincidence, the six-year old little ancestor had come to see him once, and it had all been because of him. Everyday, she would find him to accompany her in playing, and even accompanied him in training.

This little ancestor was naturally the Little Yuan Tian that Yi Chenzi brought back.

Heavenly Mystery Sect, Sect Leader, Chi Yang. Seeing that junior brother rarely had someone who could play, he ordered Lin Zihao to serve him.

In fact, two years had passed, and the little ancestor had come up with a lot of tricks. Recently, he had also set his eyes on the Mountain Protecting Sacred Beast Cloud Thunder Leopard.

Lin Zihao was speechless. This little ancestor was really hard to serve. However, the sect rewarded quite a few Spiritual Stone s and pill s to keep them company with Yuan Tian. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reach the ninth level of Vitality Recovering and have a chance at Foundation Establishment.

Lin Zihao did his best to control the red broadsword as he performed an ordinary Body Lifting Technique. His speed immediately caught up to the red broadsword. The light in front of them was getting closer and closer. A seven or eight-year-old child turned his head around. This child's spirit energy was extremely oppressive. He had a delicate and pretty face full of childishness. He kept urging, "Xiao Lin, you're too slow. You have to train harder, or else I won't bring you out to play anymore."

"It's good if you don't have it," Lin Zihao muttered in his heart, but of course he didn't dare to say it out loud.

After catching up to Xiao Yuan Tian, Lin Zihao's Spiritual Energy was a little unable to circulate its energy anymore. When he was in front of Yuan Tian, he said respectfully, "Young Martial Ancestor's Xuan Qi is not something I can compare to."

"Hmph, it must be you slacking off and practicing martial arts." Little Yuan Tian pouted.

Yuan Tian saw that the Spiritual Energy was indeed a bit exhausted, so he no longer blamed him.

"If it wasn't for the cultivation I just dispersed, I would definitely be able to catch up to Little Flower." Yuan Tian muttered, his voice filled with unwillingness.

Seeing that there was not much hope of catching up to the Cloud Thunder Leopard, Little Yuan Tian could only return resentfully.