Ji Yuan stood on the mountain peak, watching Liu Qi and the others depart rapidly, and only withdrew his gaze after a long time.
He then returned to the Water God Temple, taking a slow step down, and immediately arrived at the Divine Realm.
This special space, carved out by incense and vow power, had now expanded from several zhang to tens of zhang.
The area was filled with dense incense and vow power, with wisps of golden mist surging and flowing, illuminating everything with a radiant glow.
As the Divine Realm expanded, Ji Yuan used the incense and vow power to build a small courtyard, which looked no different from an ordinary mortal dwelling.
He sat under an old tree, took out the basic books gifted by the True God of Fu Yuan Jiang, and then picked up one of them and opened it.
As the thick book was opened, a large number of runes immediately appeared, with each page exuding a different Dao rhythm.
The entire book had one hundred and eight pages, containing one hundred and eight divine Dao cultivation techniques, and these were not derived or altered by later generations but were truly inherited from ancient times.
Since the war between immortals and gods, the world was no longer dominated by deities, and the divine Dao thus declined.
Tens of thousands of years flowed by, and the divine Dao was now shackled.
However, this shackle was not given by heaven and earth but was imposed by immortal cultivators.
This included the fact that orthodox divine Dao cultivation techniques had long been restricted, and those that could be passed down were all modified by the immortal Dao.
This caused divine Dao cultivators and deities to be almost passively placed when facing cultivators of the same realm, not only lacking effective means of resistance but often falling into a disadvantageous position when fighting each other.
But orthodox divine Dao cultivation techniques possessed immeasurable power, and even compared to immortal Dao cultivation techniques, they could more directly comprehend the Great Dao of heaven and earth.
After a cursory glance at a few cultivation techniques, Ji Yuan's heart was filled with endless emotion.
He couldn't help but sigh, the divine Dao indeed deserved to be the former master of heaven and earth, possessing its own profound mysteries.
The book contained cultivation techniques that directly pointed to the Golden Body, and even the Great Power realm, as well as methods for the ordinary second and third realms.
But even the most common cultivation technique was far more refined than the legacies of some sects.
Even at the second realm stage, it already began to touch upon the Great Dao of heaven and earth, cleverly presenting the principles of the Dao.
In immortal Dao cultivation techniques, it was only after reaching the third realm that one would gradually delve deeper in this direction.
Although both had their own merits, one could also discern many things from this.
"If I could thoroughly comprehend all these cultivation techniques, my realm would surely advance by leaps and bounds!"
Ji Yuan's eyes lit up, and he then murmured to himself.
This single book in his hand was already worth far more than several magical treasures to him!
He even had the confidence that with just a few years of effort, he could further advance his current realm, and it would be easy to achieve the peak of the third realm.
Most importantly, by meticulously comprehending these ancient divine Dao cultivation techniques, the benefit to him was not just immediate but would also form a solid foundation for his future cultivation path.
After a sigh of emotion, Ji Yuan's gaze shifted to the other books.
Just one book had already brought him great benefits, and he wondered if the others would be the same.
As he flipped through the books one by one, the joy in Ji Yuan's eyes grew more intense.
There were a total of seven books, including cultivation techniques,前辈's insights, cultivation directions, and various divine Dao secret arts.
These were no exaggeration to call a treasure mountain for him, and the benefits they brought were not just immediate but would play an immeasurable role in his future cultivation.
Several days later, Ji Yuan, who was immersed in his studies, was disturbed by a fluctuation.
He immediately put down the book in his hand, got up, and left the Divine Realm, appearing in the high sky in a flash.
His gaze swept into the distance, as if it could traverse tens or even hundreds of li, and then fell upon a continuously flowing great river.
There, several masses of light shot up into the sky, like several suns in the night, illuminating the surrounding hundreds of li as if it were day.
Even from a great distance, Ji Yuan could still feel several terrifying fluctuations that sent chills down his spine. That aura, so lofty and masterful, actually caused his Golden Body to show signs of collapse.
It was important to note that his Golden Body was already more robust than that of deities in the same realm.
For several years, it had been nourished by a vast amount of incense and vow power and refined with divine Dao secret arts. Although he was only in the middle stage of the third realm, he was already no weaker than a deity in the later or even peak stage.
Those powerful deities had often been gods for hundreds of years, continuously baptized by incense and vow power, making them incomparably sturdy.
Yet, just from dozens or hundreds of li away, a few auras caused his Golden Body to show signs of collapse!
Ji Yuan took a deep breath and silently circulated the modified Nine Yuan Heavy Water Scripture, only then stabilizing the signs of collapse in his Golden Body.
"Is this the power of a Great Power?"
He murmured to himself.
This was the first time he had felt the aura of a Great Power, and his heart was as turbulent as a storm.
Even from dozens or hundreds of li away, he was almost caused his Golden Body to collapse. If he were close, and a Great Power did not restrain their aura, he might even have his divine soul turned into nothingness!
That supreme aura made all things in the world seem like mere ants before them.
And in reality, it was indeed so. Whether you were in the second realm, the third realm, or a high-ranking Golden Core cultivator, there would be no difference.
At most, you were just a slightly stronger ant.
"Senior..."
Ji Yuan whispered softly, and from the several supreme auras, he sensed the aura of Wu Qingyuan.
As his voice fell, a deafening sound like thunder came from dozens or hundreds of li away, vast and mighty, as if a god was enraged.
On and around Mount Xiaoyuan, both cultivators and common folk were awakened from their sleep.
They prostrated themselves on the ground, offering their prayers in fear, hoping that the heavens would not unleash their wrath.
In just a few breaths, Ji Yuan felt the vow power of the Water God Temple surge, and the entire temple was enveloped in golden light, shimmering with multicolored radiance.
He looked down at the foot of the mountain, where the group of refugees from several years ago had now settled down, forming a small town with other relocated people.
"It's not just them who are praying..."
Ji Yuan's brow twitched as he felt that within and outside the five counties, wherever the Water God Temple's incense had spread, a large amount of vow power and incense had been received.
It seemed that the range affected by the aura of a Great Power far exceeded his imagination, probably at least three to four thousand li!
Under this terrifying aura, countless mortals offered their most devout prayers to all the deities they knew and believed in.
Praying that disaster would not befall them.