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He looked at Yang Xiaotian with a gleam of joy, “A million years have passed, and finally a Divine Elixir has arrived here!”

Yang Xiaotian’s heart trembled.

A million years!

Could the Sword Path have existed a million years ago?

From what the other party said, only those with a Divine Elixir could reach the end of the Sword Path?

No wonder throughout these years, no one in the True Dragon Divine Sect had been able to comprehend all the Sword Steles.

But who was this person?

Was the Sword Path left by him?

“Indeed, the Sword Path was left by me.” The Golden God seemed to have read Yang Xiaotian’s thoughts and smiled, “As for my identity, the people of your continent call me Azure God.”

Azure God!

Yang Xiaotian was extremely shocked.

The person before him was actually the Azure God!

The lord of the Azure God Continent, Lord Azure God!

He was also the only being on the Azure God Continent who had surpassed Divine Spirits in the past million years.

A million years ago, with invincible power, Lord Azure God united the continent, and henceforth the continent was named the Azure God Continent.

“You are Lord Azure God!” Yang Xiaotian exclaimed in shock.

The Golden God nodded with a smile, “Correct, to be precise, I am a Divine Will left by Lord Azure God.”

Divine Will!

Legend had it that once one had surpassed Divine Spirits, they could separate their Divine Will to endure long within Heaven and Earth.

It was unexpected that the Divine Will left by the Azure God a million years ago had not dissipated even now.

“Child, do you know why I left this Sword Path?” Azure God spoke.

Yang Xiaotian had a vague guess at the reason.

Azure God continued, “In the Azure God Continent, I left the Heart of Azure God. The power of the eighteen Sword Steles on the Sword Path is the key to unlocking the secrets of the Heart of Azure God.”

“The Heart of Azure God?” Yang Xiaotian was surprised.

“The Heart of Azure God, has almost condensed my life’s power.” Azure God’s voice became somewhat somber, “I hope that you can inherit the power of my lifetime later.”

“By then, continue to protect the Azure God Continent.”

Yang Xiaotian’s heart was stirred.

“However, you are too weak right now, unable to inherit my Azure God’s power,” Azure God said. “To inherit my Azure God’s power, you need five conditions, the first is the Divine Elixir, the second is to possess a million-year Soul Ring.”

A million-year Soul Ring?

Yang Xiaotian broke into a cold sweat.

To his knowledge, Sect Master Hu Nan of the True Dragon Divine Sect only had a ninety-thousand-year Soul Ring. Even the most powerful ancient ancestor of the Sky-Stepping Sect, Wu Peng, had only a bit more than ninety-thousand years on his Soul Ring.

In the Divine Dragon Empire, no one had a Soul Ring that reached a hundred thousand years.

Let alone a two hundred–thousand-year Soul Ring.

As for a million-year Soul Ring, that was simply preposterous, wishful thinking.

“Lord Azure God, wouldn’t a ninety-thousand-year Soul Ring be enough?” Yang Xiaotian inquired, swallowing hard.

Azure God shook his head and said with conviction, “No, it won’t do!”

Yang Xiaotian felt dejected.

Just then, the entire Divine Palace suddenly began to shake violently.

The Divine Will left by the Azure God also started to fade into translucency.

Seeing that the Azure God’s Divine Will was about to fade away, Yang Xiaotian urgently asked, “Lord Azure God, what are the other three conditions?”

“The other three conditions,” Azure God’s voice faded in and out, “are to possess fourteen Strongest Sword Hearts.”

Fourteen Sword Hearts of the strongest kind!

Yang Xiaotian broke out in a sweat.

Ten Sword Hearts of the strongest kind were already hard to come by in eons, but it would take fourteen to merge with the Heart of Azure God?

At this moment, Yang Xiaotian felt as if a million heavy horses were stampeding through his heart.

A million-year Soul Ring—he had no idea how to deal with that, let alone fourteen Sword Hearts of the strongest kind.

However, there were still two more conditions. Just as Yang Xiaotian was about to ask what the last two conditions were, the divine consciousness of Azure God had become extremely faint, and the entire Divine Palace was shaking violently.

Before the other party could disclose the last two conditions, the divine consciousness completely dissipated.

The entire Divine Palace, supported by the divine consciousness, collapsed thunderously.

Yang Xiaotian, looking at the dissipating divine consciousness of Azure God and the Divine Palace, stood dumbfounded for a long time. With the last two conditions unknown, what was he to do when the time came? Moreover, Azure God had only told him that the power of the eighteen Sword Steles was the key to unlocking the secret treasure of the Heart of Azure God, but he hadn’t told him where the secret treasure was located.

He didn’t even know where the secret treasure of the Heart of Azure God was, so where would he go to open it?

Yang Xiaotian felt an urge to dig into the ground.

In the end, Yang Xiaotian didn’t dig, mainly because there was no ground nearby to dig.

When Yang Xiaotian came out from the Sword Path, he saw that the area before it was packed with people; almost every disciple of the True Dragon Divine Sect had arrived.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian emerge from the Sword Path, Li Zhengqing who had been looking forward to this moment, waved his hands excitedly and shouted, “Xiaotian, my treasure.”

The crowd collapsed in unison.

Yang Xiaotian, looking at the excessively joyful Li Zhengqing, quickly stepped forward and said with a clasped fist, “Ancestor.”

Li Zhengqing, however, smiled solemnly and said, “Xiaotian, from now on you can just call me Grandpa Li or Uncle Li.”

Uncle Li?

Hu Nan’s forehead throbbed with black lines. Wouldn’t that make his generation status even lower than Yang Xiaotian’s?

At this point, Li Zhengqing told Hu Nan, Long Hao, and the others, “Alright, you all can go back. Xiaotian will come to my abode for a visit; the two of us need to have a little chat about family matters.”

After speaking, he affectionately took Yang Xiaotian’s hand and flew toward his private abode, as if afraid someone else would snatch Xiaotian away.

“Xiaotian, it must have been tiring comprehending the Sword Stele,” said Li Zhengqing. “I’ll cook you some Dragon Ganoderma Soup in a bit; you really need to nourish yourself.”

“You can’t be this hard on yourself next time. What would we do if you damaged your body? You’re still growing, after all.”

Listening to Li Zhengqing’s continuous chatter, Hu Nan and the others didn’t know what to say for a while.

Yang Xiaotian hadn’t been comprehending the Sword Stele for more than a quarter of an hour; he wasn’t tired at all, to be honest.

The disciples who had spent hundreds of years on the Sword Path—that’s what being tired looked like.

Hu Nan knew that the Dragon Ganoderma Li Zhengqing was talking about was something he had risked his life for in the past.

Li Zhengqing pulled Yang Xiaotian into his abode and really took out that Dragon Ganoderma to cook. Then, the two of them, each with a bowl, drank the soup.

Yang Xiaotian drank seven full bowls of it, his body so warm it was steaming and he was bursting with the need to urinate.

It wasn’t until nightfall that Yang Xiaotian managed to excuse himself and return to Heaven-Penetrating Peak.

As he was leaving, Li Zhengqing said to Yang Xiaotian, “One of these days, I’ll go find another Dragon Ganoderma, and we can continue drinking.”

Thinking about having to drink another seven full bowls, Yang Xiaotian nearly couldn’t hold his bladder any longer.

Back at Heaven-Penetrating Peak, Yang Ling’er, Yang Chao, Huang Ying, and the others were all joyfully surrounding Yang Xiaotian.

It wasn’t until late into the night that everyone dispersed.

Yang Xiaotian returned to his courtyard and summoned the Iceflame Qilin and Azure Thunder Python, asking the two beasts about matters relating to Azure God.

However, Azure God was a figure from a million years ago, too distant, and the two beasts also knew next to nothing about Azure God.

After that, Yang Xiaotian discussed with the two beasts his intention to condense a million-year Soul Ring.

The beasts were dumbstruck.

“A million years?!” The Iceflame Qilin shook its head with a bitter smile, “Young Master, I’m afraid there are no million-year-old Soul Beasts in the Soul Beast Forest. Even if there were, Old Meng and I together wouldn’t be a match for it. One flick of its finger could crush us a hundred times over.”

A million-year-old Soul Beast, such an existence, had already transcended that of a Divine Spirit.

If not, it was not far off.