Start With A Martial Arts Apprentice

Not long after the three protoss left, a piece of news quickly spread to all races in the Promise Realm.

The new god of the human race killed the ancestor of the life-swallowing ghost clan with a single sword. Today, the life-swallowing ghost clan fell to the altar and was replaced by the human race.

This is why Wang Heng made the three major protoss publicize, but he didn't mention anything about his Cultivation Base.

For a moment, the Promise Realm was in an uproar, and countless alien races felt incredible.

Especially those ethnic groups who destroyed the ultimatum documents, all fell into endless fear and despair.

A poor clan that doesn't even have a Heavenly Realm has suddenly become a high-ranking god clan. How can they not be jealous, and how can they believe that it is actually true.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, and there is only one Wang Heng...

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Wang Heng, who returned to Tianzun Pagoda, unlocked [Mirror Time and Space], opened the attribute panel, and looked at several Cultivation Techniques that could be deduced.

"Ding! Do you want to consume Dao Rhyme worth 50 million Dao to deduce the third-level content of "Sword of the Guardian"? Yes/No?"

"Fifty million? That's a lot, yes!"

Looking at the system's consumption prompt, Wang Heng muttered, and directly chose "Yes".

"Ding! Consuming Dao Rhyme value of 50 million Dao, the universe-level second-order Cultivation Technique "Guardian Sword Art" begins to evolve!"

"During the deduction..."

In an instant, countless complex information poured into Wang Heng's mind, like a mess of hemp.

As time went by, the information was being straightened out, and the fonts exuding the brilliance of the Dao continued to emerge in Wang Heng's soul consciousness.

I don't know how long it has passed...

"Boom!"

All the complicated information disappeared without a trace, leaving only a sword formula exuding divine light, which was quickly engraved on Wang Heng's soul.

After all the engravings of the advanced "Guardian Sword Art" were completed, Wang Heng's consciousness was sucked into the consciousness space again in a blink of an eye, and he began to transform the "Guardian Sword Art" of the second-level universe class Returned to Origin into a Zhou-level third order.

Maybe for a moment, maybe Ten Thousand Years, when Wang Heng opened his eyes again, the "Guardian Sword Art" on the property panel has become:

Dao Guardian Sword Art+: (Universal-level third-order Initiation, 0/5 billion source points, 0/50 million dao)

After taking a look at the consumption of the upgrade, Wang Heng turned his attention to the other five Cultivation Techniques, and he decided to advance all the Cultivation Techniques to the third level of the Universe first.

Consuming Dao Rhyme value of 50 million Dao, "Eight-Nine Mysterious Art" is deduced to the third-order Cultivation Technique of the universe;

Consuming Dao Rhyme value of 50 million Dao, the advanced level of "Guardian Soul Jue" is the third-level Cultivation Technique of the Universe;

Consume, consume, consume...

Massive Dao Rhyme values ​​are constantly being consumed, and various Cultivation Techniques on his attribute panel have also been deduced to the third level of the universe one after another.

After a long time, Wang Heng opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

He recovered in an instant. After all, his Cultivation Base has been upgraded to the third Ninth Stage of the Universe, and every improvement in the Dao will make his soul stronger.

However, the scope of his natal Primordial Chaos has not increased, and has remained at 6.5 million kilometers in Fang Yuan, without increasing or decreasing.

The only change is that everything in it is getting thicker and thicker, yes, thicker!

Mountains, rivers, vegetation, rivers, etc. are constantly revolving on their own under the influence of various avenues, as if they are gestating something.

Wang Heng, who was only a short distance away from reaching the peak of the Universe Realm, had a faint intuition that what was conceived in his natal world was life!

That may be the way to breakthrough to a higher level.

His natal Primordial Chaos world is still silent until now, and the only living things may be the mother tree of life and its derived child trees.

But strictly speaking, they are just the realization of Wang Heng's understanding of the Dao of Life, and they cannot be regarded as naturally occurring living things.

Perhaps when he breaks through to a higher level, the first living creature will be born, or flowers and trees, or fish, turtles, snakes and shrimps, or even birds and beasts, he doesn't know what it will be.

Shaking his head to get rid of the random thoughts in his mind, Wang Heng opened the attribute panel and began to consume practice points and Dao Rhyme value to increase several Cultivation Techniques.

"Ding! Consume 5 billion source points of practice points, Dao Rhyme is worth 50 million Dao Rhyme, and the Sword Art of Dao Protection has been upgraded to the third-level Mastery level of the Universe!"

"Ding! Consume 10 billion source points of practice points, Dao Rhyme is worth 100 million dao, and the sword art of protecting the dao has been upgraded to the third-order minor success level of the universe class!"

"Ding! Consume 20 billion source points of practice points, Dao Rhyme is worth 200 million Dao, and the sword art of protecting Dao has been upgraded to the third level of the universe level Great Completion level!"

"Ding! Consume 50 billion origin points of practice points, Dao Rhyme is worth 500 million dao, and the Dao Guardian Sword Art has been upgraded to the third-order Returned to Origin level of the Universe!"

Just the Cultivation Technique of "Guardian Sword Jue" consumes 85 billion source points of cultivation points, and the value of Dao Rhyme is 850 million Dao.

The massive amount of practice points and Dao Rhyme values ​​allowed Wang Heng to practice countless Ten Thousand Years in the consciousness space. If his spirit was not strong enough, he doubted whether he would be lost in it directly and unable to extricate himself.

After waking up, Wang Heng did not rush to improve the next Cultivation Technique, but began to improve the transformation of the Three Thousand Chaos Avenue.

"Ding! Consume 20 billion source points of practice points, Dao Rhyme is worth 200 million Dao, and the third transformation of the Three Thousand Chaos Dao reaches 96%!"

In an instant, Wang Heng felt that his comprehension of the Three Thousand Chaos Dao had been improved again, and he was fascinated by the feeling of incarnating everything and being omnipotent.

It's a pity that it was just an illusion when Sensing Dao. After the mysterious power transformed by the practice points and Dao Rhyme value was exhausted, he was directly beaten back to his original shape.

Feeling a bit empty in his heart, Wang Heng turned his attention to the next Cultivation Technique "Eight-Nine Mysterious Art".

"Ding! Consume 5 billion source points of practice points, Dao Rhyme is worth 50 million dao, and Eight-Nine Mysterious Art has been upgraded to the third-order Mastery level of the universe!"

"Ding!……"

"Ding!……"

The sound of system prompts kept reverberating in the depths of Wang Heng's consciousness. His several Cultivation Techniques were promoted one by one by him to the third level of Dao Zhou level Returned to Origin. Transformation 97%, 98%, 99% three times!

Wang Heng is completely deaf to what is going on outside the window, and only wants to become stronger.

One year, two years, three years...

In the fourth year, the god ancestors of the three protoss came to the human race again. They had completed the task according to Wang Heng's request and came here to deliver it.

It's a pity that Wang Heng is in Closed Door Training, they didn't dare to disturb him at all, they could only obediently stand under the Tianzun Pagoda and wait.

They also thought about handing over the spoils to the rest of the human race, but after looking around, they found that the strongest one was just a top-notch Great Emperor, and the dozen or so alien races in the Great Saint realm were handed over to the other party.

Year after year, Wang Heng's Cultivation Base and combat power continued to improve.

Finally in the ninth year, his Cultivation Technique and Avenue have all been upgraded to the limit!

"Shua!"

On the top of the empty tower, two rays of divine light appeared instantly, piercing through the distant wall and disappearing into the sky.

The pinnacle of the universe!