I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 674 674: Finally Become Divine Emperor

High up in the mountains, time seems to stand still. In the twinkling of an eye, a full century has flown by.

A hundred years holds the power to reshape the entire landscape, yet for a figure like Chu Feng, who stands as a Divine King, it amounts to nothing more than a mere flick of the fingers.

Over this span of one hundred years, Chu Feng has successfully formed twelve Godheads. He now holds the ability to summon his True God Totems whenever he desires.

Following the passage of a century, the leadership at Wendao Academy has shifted. The recently elevated Saint Nie Xiuyuan now oversees Wendao Academy as its dean.

Every one of Chu Feng's disciples has advanced to the rank of Saints.

Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen have each gathered a thousand points of Dao Essence. They stand ready to step into the Divine King Realm at a moment's notice.

At present, Ji Jiuwu has taken charge of Wendao Sect. Though he falls short of nine hundred ninety-nine points of Dao Essence, his accumulation exceeds six hundred points, positioning him as a supreme force among all Saints.

Given the unique circumstances surrounding Hongyuan Continent, the home of Wendao Sect, its Saints chose not to venture beyond its borders. They remained within Wendao Sect to cultivate, safeguarding this immense legacy from ruin.

Back when Chu Feng intervened to curb the ambitions of the three races, he averted the outbreak of war among them and diminished the spiritual energy across Hongyuan Continent. At the same time, he quelled the hundred races, forcing them into submission and leaving them unable to challenge Wendao Sect's dominance.

Yet, with the flow of time, even as Wendao Sect maintained its status as the paramount force on Hongyuan Continent, unrest brewed among the hundred races. They schemed to topple Wendao Sect and seize control of Central Province's destiny for themselves.

In response to these developments, the practitioners of Wendao Sect had already heightened their vigilance. Should any faction dare assault Wendao Sect, they would crush it with overwhelming might.

News from Hongyuan Continent always found its way to Chu Feng's ears, though he paid it little heed. He trusted that with Xiao Chen and his fellow disciples anchoring the sect, and absent any aid from outside forces, no power on Hongyuan Continent could eclipse Wendao Sect, much less bring about its downfall.

On that particular day, Chu Feng took his leave from his family and disciples, venturing forth into the void for exploration. Concurrently, he harnessed the void's energies to commence the summoning of his True God Totems.

The technique for invoking True God Totems had long been safeguarded within the Holy Court. The process proved straightforward: draw upon the Daos one had mastered earlier to reshape the Godheads into True God Totems.

Within the void, Chu Feng strode across the starry expanse, beholding the sun and moon, until he reached a cluster of void meteorites.

The void in this realm bore a vague resemblance to the cosmic space from his prior existence, though it differed profoundly. The space of his former life lacked any overarching sky.

Contrastingly, the void of his current life featured a sky soaring impossibly high above.

For a Divine King, ascending to that heavenly realm remained virtually unattainable. Only upon reaching Divine Emperor status, and employing certain hidden pathways, could one slip into the Nine Heavens.

Nevertheless, those routes carried immense risks. Save in dire circumstances, no one ought to rely on them to access the Nine Heavens.

Should such a passage veer toward the Beyond Heavens and deposit one amid the dens of Outer Realm Demons, misfortune would surely follow. In milder outcomes, survival might come at the cost of severe injury. In worse scenarios, complete obliteration awaited.

Chu Feng casually picked out a fragment of meteorite to settle upon and initiated the formation of his inaugural totem. As his eyes shut, visions from bygone days emerged within his sea of consciousness. Events from both his past and present lives raced through his thoughts like a spinning kaleidoscope.

He couldn't fathom the reason these visions arose during his cultivation. He merely observed them with detached calm.

Having endured two lifetimes, he had long transcended worldly attachments. Even as the memory of betrayal in his previous life resurfaced, he responded with only a subtle smile. At that instant, one Godhead within his divine soul started to fracture, hinting at an imminent transformation like a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis.

A notion also flickered across his sea of consciousness: what form should this initial totem take?

Dao!

Before long, clarity dawned in his mind. Yet, the precise nature of this Dao and its manifestation posed a puzzle.

As fissures widened on the Godhead, a vivid Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram materialized in his thoughts.

Dao begets one. One begets two. Two embodies Yin and Yang.

No sooner had this insight faded than a totem mirroring his own likeness formed inside the fractured Godhead. Yet, this figure bore a Tai Chi diagram at its back. Poised there, it evoked the presence of a Dao Ancestor.

Once the first totem had emerged, Chu Feng turned his efforts to the second True God Totem. Bolstered by the insights from the initial manifestation, crafting the next one proceeded with far greater ease.

On this occasion, the True God Totem manifesting behind Chu Feng depicted a deity wielding a sword.

The third totem took the shape of a massive, sinewy warrior.

Summoning three True God Totems in rapid succession left Chu Feng's divine energy depleted. He swiftly ingested a restorative pill. After steadying his breathing, he pressed on to form the fourth True God Totem.

As a True God Totem materialized—one clasping a Heavenly Flame in its left hand while upholding an alchemy furnace in its right—the fourth manifestation reached completion.

The fifth True God Totem featured eyes capable of world-ending destruction. The sixth was enveloped in swirling Primordial Purple Qi.

With the majority of True God Totems now formed, Chu Feng brimmed with vigor. Following a brief sip, fresh inspirations surged within him, prompting him to embark on the seventh True God Totem. This one clutched a book in its left hand and a goblet of wine in its right, embodying the essence of a scholarly immortal upon the mortal plane.

Subsequently, the eighth, ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth True God Totems materialized in sequence.

The instant all twelve True God Totems came into being, a brilliant divine radiance erupted across the void. Innumerable entities concealed within the void, upon detecting the formidable aura of the twelve True God Totems, couldn't help but quiver. Whispers echoed through the shadows.

"Who could that be? Who has summoned twelve True God Totems?"

"To think such a powerhouse exists in our world."

"..."

Chu Feng promptly withdrew his True God Totems. With no audience present, there was no point in displaying them.

Gazing upon the static void, he murmured to himself, "I wonder how things fare with everyone these days?"

Chu Feng had initially intended to traverse the void in search of serendipitous encounters. After all, as a Divine Emperor now, stumbling upon some fortunes seemed entirely fitting.

But considering the uncertain span of time since his departure, he resolved to head back to the Holy Court first and ensure all was well with his kin. Once reassured, he could resume his void explorations for training. Who knows, he might even uncover a path to Emperorhood.

Luckily, Chu Feng recalled the route he had taken. Retracing his steps along that path, after an indeterminable duration, he at last reentered Xuantian Continent.

Upon materializing in the dean's quarters at Wendao Academy, the reigning dean froze in shock for a brief moment.

Yet the dean soon composed himself and offered a respectful bow to Chu Feng, "This disciple Meng Yuan greets Uncle Qiankun."

"You still recall this one?"

Chu Feng inquired with a grin.

Dean Meng replied, "Answering Uncle, of course this disciple remembers you. You hold the record as the swiftest cultivator in Wendao Academy's storied past. A hundred years have elapsed. Might I inquire about your present cultivation level?"

At these words, Chu Feng reflected softly, "I hadn't realized a century had already gone by. I have now attained the Divine Emperor realm."

Dean Meng stood utterly dumbfounded upon hearing this revelation.

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