"Everyone will die in the end. Unless one becomes an ancient Greater Power, who can survive?"

"In this life, I'm happy to avenge myself and kill decisively. I used to be glorious, but now I'm dead. It's worth it!"

In a shabby thatched cottage, a man in his thirties was lying on the bed, with a huge wound on his lower abdomen.

The wound was terrifying, almost cutting him into two pieces.

It was a miracle that he could still talk and live.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He was so handsome that even though he was covered in blood, he could not hide it.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy knelt in front of the bed, tears welling in his eyes.

He cried, "Master, who killed you? Tell me, I swear that I will avenge you even if I have to catch up with the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

"Shut up!"

The handsome middle-aged man scolded him harshly. He coughed violently with force, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"The power of my great enemy is beyond your imagination. Before you become a Milky Way Realm expert, don't even think about taking revenge!"

After hearing this, the youth was shocked. The Milky Way Realm was a realm that he could not even imagine.

His sect was one of the top sects in Qing Continent. He had never heard that the sect master of the sect had reached the Milky Way Realm!

When one reached the Milky Way Realm, they would be able to communicate with hundreds of millions of stars. The nine heavenly rivers laid across the cosmos above their heads, and when they used the power of the heavenly river, they would be extremely powerful experts.

The enemy of his master was so powerful!

"Disciple, you must listen to what I'm going to say next!"

"After I die, you have to guard the tomb for me for five years! During these five years, you can't go anywhere. Every day, you cultivate the Belo Golden Scripture I taught you in front of the tomb, and you can't slack off for one day! Also, your aptitude is mediocre, and you have been humiliated by others. If you don't have my protection in the future, you will be more dangerous. During these five years, don't expose yourself. Even if others ride on your head, don't resist! There is only one word: bear with it!"

"In five years, dig out my tomb! What I want to say is inside."

"What?" The young man widened his eyes and asked, "Master..."

It was immoral to dig out his master's grave. He would never do it.

"Do you still want to listen to me?" The handsome middle-aged man was so anxious that he spat out another mouthful of blood. "Do you want me to die with a grievance?"

Seeing this, the young man nodded with tears in his eyes. "Master, I promise you!"

"Good! Good!" The handsome middle-aged man laughed. Suddenly, he trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He let out a long cry. "I have an Immortal Heart, but it has been locked by the dust. When the light of the dust comes out and the mountains and rivers are broken..."

The sound was getting lower and lower, and finally, there was no sound. He was lying on the bed with a smile on his face, as if he had fallen asleep.

The youth knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. With a resolute look on his face, he muttered to himself, "Master, don't worry. I will listen to you and guard the tomb for five years! Five years later, when I dig open your tomb, I will continue to cultivate. One day, I will find out who killed you and avenge you!"

After the young man finished speaking, he took his master's body out, dug a grave beside the thatched cottage, and buried his master. His hands were covered with blood, but he felt no pain.

Her tears had dried up, and she only had hatred and great wish to become stronger in her heart!

The death of the number one genius of the sect, Yan Qingyu, had not caused much of a stir in the sect.

The Great Qin Empire had a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, the Qing Prefecture had a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and Danyang County had a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

There were dozens of sects in Danyang County, and the Qianyuan Sect was a rather famous junior sect in Danyang County. Twenty-five years ago, Yan Qingyu entered the Qianyuan Sect and reached the ninth level of the Acquired Realm at the age of eleven. At the age of twelve, he broke through the second level of the Acquired Realm, opened the divine gate, and entered the first level of the Divine Gate Realm.

And before that, the record of the entire Empire of the Great Qin was thirteen years old.

The God's Gate Realm was also known as the Secret Land. The God's Gate was also known as the Gate of Fate. After entering the God's Gate Realm and opening the God's Gate, one could enter the Secret Land.

There were countless treasures in the secret region.

After opening the secret region, some people got powerful Martial Souls, some were life-bonded divine weapons, some were magical powers, and some were opportunities to improve their physiques... and so on. It was even said that after opening the secret region, some people obtained a trace of the Law of Heaven left behind after the ancient heavenly law collapsed, and they were destined to become powerful in the future!

In short, after opening the gate, one's strength would be greatly improved. It would be in a completely different realm from before, and one's strength would be extremely powerful.

Even an expert at the ninth level of the Acquired Realm was no match for a Divine Gate Realm expert in one move!

After Yan Qingyu's divine gate opened, he obtained an extremely powerful Natal Divine Sword. It was a powerful secret realm that all sword practitioners dreamed of.

This was an extremely advanced secret realm. It was rumored that when his divine gates opened, seven streaks of yellow light appeared one after another!

This also meant that his secret region was at least at Level Seven of the Yellow Realm. Of course, it was also very rare. There might not be one out of 100,000 warriors.

For a moment, the empire was shocked. Yan Qingyu was known as the top genius, and he had received thousands of honors. He was very prominent.

Then, his cultivation increased by leaps and bounds, but a great change took place.

When he was seventeen years old, when he went out, he was seriously injured by a mysterious man whose realm was higher than him by five levels. His meridians were broken, and he could no longer cultivate. His realm would always stay at the fourth level of the Divine Gate Realm!

When a genius fell to the divine altar, his expectation turned into disappointment, and his praise also turned into sarcasm, followed by vicious curses and squeeze.

He was demoted from a core disciple to an Inner Sect disciple, and then he was demoted to an Outer Sect disciple. In the end, he was taken care of by an old friend in the sect and was given the identity of an Outer Sect Elder, making him muddle-headed.

Yan Qingyu didn't seem to care and didn't live in the sect. He built a thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain and lived a peaceful life.

He also accepted a disciple, the young man in front of him, whose name was Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's potential was extremely poor. His meridians were blocked, and his dantian was as hard as iron. His cultivation speed was extremely slow. After six years of cultivation, he had yet to reach the second level of the Acquired Realm. Very quickly, he became the laughing stock of the Outer Sect of the Qianyuan Sect. The two of them were even called 'cripple disciples'. However, Yan Qingyu did not dislike him. He patiently taught him and treated him as his own disciple.

Chen Feng knelt in front of the tomb every day with dull eyes and expressionless face. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still breathing, people would think that he was dead.

In fact, he was practicing the Belo Golden Scripture that Yan Qingyu had taught him. He did not know what the Golden Book was used for. He had started practicing it five years ago, but his talent had not improved at all. He was already a good-for-nothing in other people's eyes. But this was Yan Qingyu's order, and he would continue to practice it.

Soon, people in the sect began to spread the rumor that Yan Qingyu, that useless disciple, had gone mad.

Then, someone came to Yan Qingyu's grave, humiliated Chen Feng, cursed him viciously, spat at him, and Chen Feng did not respond at all.

They were more courageous. They tore down Yan Qingyu's thatched cottage and took away all the treasures inside. After all, Yan Qingyu was a genius at that time and had traveled around. Some good magic tools and Dan Pills had been taken away. Chen Feng acted as if he didn't see them. He didn't stop them and remained indifferent.

Half a year later, a woman in white came to the grave.

She was twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was beautiful and elegant, like an immortal. And the surging True Qi on her body also announced that she was at least a powerhouse in the God's Gate!

She stood next to the tomb, looking at the grave with a complicated look in her eyes.

Chen Feng finally reacted and looked at her blankly. Suddenly, he jumped up and shouted excitedly, "You are Martial Uncle Ran Yuxue!"

He remembered that five years ago, when he and Yan Qingyu went to the outer sect to collect the spiritual stones, he had seen her from a distance. At that time, she was surrounded by a large number of core disciples and inner disciples. Those extremely arrogant outer sect experts gave her a flattering smile. She did not see Yan Qingyu and Li Tianlan at all, so she proudly raised her head and left.

After coming back that day, Yan Qingyu was drunk. After getting drunk, he told Chen Feng about his past with Ran Yuxue.

It turned out that when Yan Qingyu was at the peak of her life, there was always a little girl who was always behind him, who called him "Brother Qingyu" sweetly.

It was his junior sister, Ran Yuxue, who was also highly talented.

The two of them were once regarded as a talented couple, a couple of gods. Later, the two of them even went out to train together. The time when Yan Qingyu was seriously injured, the reason why he was seriously injured was that he was protecting Ran Yuxue. Otherwise, he could have easily escaped.

But what happened after that, Yan Qingyu didn't say anything. When he sobered up and Chen Feng asked again, Yan Qingyu refused to say anything more.

Chen Feng thought that she had a relationship with her master at that time. Maybe she came here to worship her master.

But his enthusiasm made Ran Yuxue extremely cold. She just glanced at Chen Feng faintly and then frowned. With her cultivation, she could naturally see through Chen Feng's cultivation at a glance."

"Your meridians are blocked, and your Dantian is as hard as iron. You haven't opened it yet. You're not the material for cultivation at all. You're such a good-for-nothing!"

Ran Yuxue's eyes were cold and full of disdain when she looked at him.

This made Chen Feng feel as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and he felt cold all over.

"A good-for-nothing master can only teach a good-for-nothing disciple. You two are really a pair."

After Ran Yuxue finished her words, she turned around and left without looking at him.

Looking at his back, Chen Feng clenched his fists.

He shouted wildly in his heart, "Ran Yuxue, just you wait. One day, I will make you and my master look at me with new eyes!"