Lin Tang's overall strength increased once again.
He fell into a profound and unfathomable state of enlightennt, silently guided by the Dragon Essence. His consciousness traversed boundless ti and space, arriving at an indescribable, mystical dinsion. The place was filled with an abundance of dense Spiritual Energy, so much that it had liquefied into a vast ocean. Within this sea, dragons of various sizes and colors were playing, frolicking, and recuperating.
"Child, child..." a voice, ancient and vast, majestic yet gentle, softly called out.
Lin Tang abruptly turned around and saw an Ancestor Dragon so imnse it defied comprehension, gazing at him with a smile. He felt a sudden premonition and looked down, only to realize that at so point, he had also beco a small golden dragon...
「In reality.」
In the Wilderness Kingdom, as the populace worshipped, they witnessed with their own eyes the Celestial Emperor form of Lin Tang transform into a golden dragon! It was a real golden dragon, not a shadowy illusion. This dealt a profound shock to their souls. Their king, his eyes fervent, had already decided that from now on, their nation would hold the dragon in the highest esteem and adopt it as their totem.
「In the shadows.」
Inside the Qiankun Bag, Jiang Mulu was utterly dumbstruck as she watched the golden dragon flying back and forth in the sky.
How did my husband turn into this? How am I supposed to share a bed with him now...?
...
Ti flowed by like water. Just like that, three years flashed past.
In the human world, the state of affairs had changed drastically from three years prior. Modern firearms were still the primary weapons, but their materials now included elents from the bodies of Underworld monsters. So advanced weapons were even "alive," capable of attaching to a person's body and firing autonomously. This allowed humans to free up their hands to execute martial arts techniques and engage in close combat.
The path of martial arts had beco the most popular discipline and profession. It had truly reached the point where Innate experts were worth less than dogs and Grandmasters were a di a dozen. The largest faction in the martial arts world was the Heavenly chanism Martial Alliance. Martial Artists considered it an honor to join, and every monthly recruitnt eting was packed to the bursting point.
It was said that within the Martial Alliance, as long as one fervently worshipped Long Tianji, they would sotis "see" him in their dreams and receive personal guidance directly from him. Not only would their cultivation level surge, but they might even awaken mysterious and magical superpowers!
Even for those who didn't join the Martial Alliance, legend had it that if one privately erected a morial tablet or statue of Long Tianji and worshipped it daily with burning incense as if he were a god, there was still a certain probability of awakening special abilities.
Of course, the authorities denied all rumors and legends, stating that no such thing was occurring. Long Tianji himself, who had been stationed at the very heart of the battlefield, had also declared that he possessed no such power. However, many people who had awakened special abilities spread the word, claiming it was true. This naturally prompted even more people to follow suit.
So... was it true or not?
Of course, it was.
After three years of research and experintation with the alien natives, Lin Tang had perfected a set of "mutation" techniques. This allowed his followers to retain their human appearance during the mutation process, preventing them from becoming ugly, disgusting, or terrifying. At the sa ti, it allowed them to gain strange and eccentric powers. It even made their constitutions more suitable for martial arts, turning them into prodigies.
This greatly enhanced the overall strength of the human faction, beating the Underworld monsters so soundly they were on the ropes. Monsters under five ters tall had almost beco coveted delicacies and treasures.
「Now.」
The three-year term had ended. According to the contract, the true experts of the Underworld, those taller than five ters, could now join the fray. On the human side, the number of martial arts masters had increased, and they were no longer as fearful as before. In fact, they were eager to test their ttle, longing to battle the new arrivals. This was because the materials from the bodies of Underworld monsters over five ters tall would surely be more effective.
For example, to advance from Grandmaster to Heavenly King, and from Heavenly King to Martial Saint, the bodies of Underworld monsters under five ters couldn't help at all. To break through and beco stronger, one had to rely on those over five ters.
...
Back on the alien planet, in the Wilderness Kingdom, all the natives had completely changed their appearance. Under Lin Tang's intentional influence, even if their internal biology and reproductive isolation still differed from that of the people in the human world, their outward appearance was now almost identical. They had developed a cultural heritage and a sense of honor and sha. They practiced both martial arts and the immortal path and now stood at the top of their planet's food chain. Their only rivals were one another, from different nations.
Lin Tang would not interfere, whether in war or peace. As long as they all continued to believe in him, that was enough.
「On this day.」
Lin Tang and Jiang Mulu were incognito, enjoying the beautiful scenery, when the space around them suddenly fluctuated.
BONG! BONG! BONG! BONG!
The Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud appeared, clamoring loudly, "My foolish young master, your three years are up! I've co to take you back!"
Last ti, it had joked that it would need eight to ten years to recover on its own. In reality, it didn't need nearly that long. However, it had been telling the truth when it said that bringing an ordinary person like Jiang Mulu back to the human world would indeed take three years.
But Lin Tang couldn't bear to spend another three years on a tedious journey, so he asked the Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud to take them back at top speed.
"In that case, the Young Mistress will die! Can it be that you've grown tired of her, Young Master? Are you planning to murder your own wife? Oh, my cold-blooded young master, you can't be so heartless!" The Seven-Colored Auspicious Cloud's features twisted into a look of horror.
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