"Who are you?"
Emperor Tiansheng's heart imdiately sank.
His cultivation could sweep everything in this era.
Yet there was still soone who could transmit sound secretly, causing his heart to race.
If even he could not resist, who would stand against them? The entire Eight Desolates Martial Arts World would be dood to destruction.
"Do you co from the Outer Heaven? Who are you?"
Emperor Tiansheng asked gravely.
Is the Emperor resisting such an existence?
No, perhaps they are not an enemy either.
If they were truly an enemy, they would not have said so much.
The voice chuckled gently:
"I rely thought if you cannot fathom this manuscript, you might as well study the manuscript I give you. This Martial Arts Civilization has so old connection with , almost as if I see past acquaintances and their stories."
"Consider this a small aid."
As he finished speaking, so information surged into his mind, and the other party completely disappeared.
For Li Qing, rather than being pushed around by that unreliable person, it was better to be in control himself for once.
Yang Tiansheng pondered over the information, vaguely filled with a sense of excitent.
"I originally thought even though my skills are not high, I could not see through the Emperor's martial arts, yet I am already a Nine-Ring Demigod, far surpassing the entire era in terms of realm, but there is still such a level of existence, silently transmitting words into my ears."
If what the other party said is true.
Then rather than having no goal, it would be better to research the direction provided if it indeed has positive significance.
That day, Yang Tiansheng kept observing this manuscript, as if enlightened.
"So this is it, it should be like this!"
"What a world fusion! Unifying the Eight Desolate Continent!"
"Our world is a space fragnt, the Eight Desolate Fragnts have reached their limits and cannot be further rged. If we could fuse with the Eight Desolate Land, perhaps it could beco a true world!"
Create a world of our own!
In this way, the Martial Path Great World will inevitably undergo many mysterious changes.
It may be possible to better resist mysterious enemies from the Outer Heaven.
In his eyes, this could very well be a decisive backhand move.
He always held boundless admiration for the Emperor who appeared, coughing blood to save him before he died, but if he could truly advance the era's developnt and increase its foundation, it would not be unacceptable.
"Such a mysterious figure, related to the Martial Arts Civilization."
Emperor Tiansheng could not understand, and finally could only sigh gently.
That day.
The Martial Path Emperor gathered the most stunning beings of the present to study the hypothesis of world fusion, to rge the eight colossal spaces together.
"Everyone, this is the foundation of the Martial Path for thousands of years to co!"
"We should exhaust our hearts and minds, paving the era for future generations."
This Martial Arts Emperor of the era sat on the throne, his eyes bright and piercing, leading everyone in deducing the changes within.
A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
The fusion of these space fragnts turned out to be extrely difficult.
The previous fragnts would self-fuse once pieced together, but now they reached the limit, forcefully rging was a huge challenge.
Yang Tiansheng did not sit in the grand hall; instead, he entered the borders personally, leading a group of era demigods, continuously walking the space boundaries of the Eight Desolates, comprehending the marvels of space, conducting research.
Gradually, another hundred years passed.
His hair and beard turned completely white, a young man beca a middle-aged man, and he finally found so solutions.
"It succeeded, yet it didn't completely succeed!"
That day, he led the Martial Path demigods, forcibly pushing the world's fusion.
The entire space was like a tattered jigsaw puzzle, with gaps aligned, continually sorted and inlaid, until it perfectly rged together.
Though it wasn't a complete fusion, the eight large space fragnts rged into four continents as two pairs ca together.
Rumbling.
These spaces looked more complete.
More suitable for habitation, even the life within them seed to expand its potential sohow.
The voice of this Martial Path Emperor echoed across the land.
"Now, the Eight Desolates Martial Arts World is over, and the world has beco the Four Domains!"
"Fusing the Eight Desolates Realm is half done. Once it becos a true world, we will have the foundation, and the Martial Arts Civilization can thrive forever."
"If I can push it to this extent in my ti, it won't be in vain to have walked this world!"
Cough, cough, cough!
Soon after, people heard him coughing.
It reminded them of the historical Emperor, who seed to be the sa way.
"Reflecting now, recounting Emperor Tiansheng's life, he was initially devoted to martial arts, redeed his family thanks to a beggar's rescue, entrusted with the truth, he knew to repay kindness, also harboring great anger, inherited the other's aspirations, lay low for half a lifeti, and eventually overthrow the eight decaying demigods of Martial God Mountain, ushering in a prosperous Martial Path era."
"Now, he has reorganized the realm, heralding a new Martial Arts Era!"
"He is truly a chivalrous person, possessing the Martial Path's spirit, vanquishing enemies and aiding the weak!"
"Unfortunately, this second figure throughout history, like the Emperor, coughed blood from illness, untreatable by dicine, unable to eternally overlook the world, never to be immortalized."
Throughout the Martial Path Continent, everyone lanted Emperor Tiansheng's deeds, and after this event, his renown reached its peak.
This is the second great figure of the era, one who truly exhausted his heart and mind.
"Enough, it's almost enough."
The current voice of Yang Tiansheng was warm but carried a hint of desolation, "In my life, I have also advanced the Martial Arts Civilization by a thousand years!"
He was utterly exhausted, facing his twilight years.
Reflecting on his life, he realized he followed the beggar's dying wishes and found himself endlessly busy, without anything of his own, too exhausted.
He had no ti for himself.
His life was filled with battles, killings, research of new martial arts, and paving various paths.
"I've already done my best, no need to ask for more."
He suddenly let go of everything, traveled along, starting a journey across the Martial Path lands.
In various cities, witnessing the local customs, young children practicing martial arts, each place thrived, and seeing this prosperous scene, he felt his life was rewarded.
What is chivalry, what is the Martial Path?
Perhaps he never had many heroic, self-sacrificing thoughts, just wanted a life full of grand waves, to live freely and wonderfully.
"Perhaps, I'm also not a good person, just praised by others, with Jianghu fa and an eternal na in history."
In his final days, he wanted to be an ordinary person, to walk the earth and see, finally arriving at a tavern, seeing a pair of storyteller sisters.
Just one glance, and he didn't stop again.
It was an introverted girl nad Aurora, innocent and shy, as pure and immaculate as the purest white flower in the world... his heart began to race, thumping like the taste of a first love.
Thus, he began to pursue the young girl.
But he was destined to hit a wall.
Aurora was devoid of love, extrely insensitive.
In the past, Proeus was enchanted by her, his heart stolen, never marrying to this day, every day and night longing for that Wizard Great Sage.
And now, another heart was stolen.
He was destined to fall into the Abyss.
After more than a decade of relentless pursuit, repeatedly hitting walls, he finally lapsed into silence, returning in defeat.
He never thought of using his martial prowess and power to sully the pure, introverted girl.
"Alas!"
He sighed, initially wanting to be an ordinary person before death, no longer so lofty, overlooking the era, advancing civilization, wishing to enjoy the love and hate of ordinary people, but he didn't succeed either.
At this ti, that voice echoed in his ears again:
"Love only brings bitterness, giving and return are not balanced, but truth does not, knowledge and effort are an equal exchange... why not take a look at this demon beast instead?"
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