Behind him.

Dao Wanqian, the head of the Daoist Sect, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Behind him, the shadow of a Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams disk formed, spinning endlessly.

The black and white intertwined, exuding infinite Daoist charm.

The old man seemed shrouded in mist, exuding an indescribable ethereal aura, a profound presence.

Even Lin Fan couldn't help but take a few more glances, feeling a sense of wonder.

Dao Wanqian had just begun practicing the Godslaying Demon-Exterminating Art, and his aura had inexplicably become elusive and hard to discern, even for Lin Fan!

It's worth noting.

With the experience from his previous life, Lin Fan had reached the ninth-grade Great Perfection of the Godslaying Demon-Exterminating Art in just two days, only half a step away from the ultimate Demigod level!

Half a step to Demigod!

Just a little more, and Lin Fan could break through to become a true Mortal Demigod!

And the old man had just started practicing the Godslaying Demon-Exterminating Art, absorbing the divine power scattered between heaven and earth, known in the Daoist Sect as the essence of the sun and moon.

It can only be said.

The Ancient Martial Arts of Great Xia indeed have their merits.

And the Daoist Sect, truly worthy of being the essence left by the ancestors of Great Xia.

Even deities cannot underestimate it.

The aura around the old man with the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams disk on his back flowed, his Daoist robe fluttering without wind, his white beard swaying, as if he were one with the heavens and earth.

The peachwood sword behind him rose into the air, revolving around the old man continuously.

Yellow talismans at his waist fluttered in the wind, hundreds of them scattering around, forming a protective barrier!

They seemed to form a faint talisman array, using Daoist formations to further gather the essence of the sun and moon in the air, accelerating his practice!

"This old man is truly shrewd..." Lin Fan's eyes showed admiration.

Meanwhile.

Mr. Mo Buzhi from the Confucian Sect also sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The Four Treasures of the Study—brush, ink, paper, and inkstone—emitted a mysterious glow, floating in front of him, with the paper unfolding in characters.

A dense black ink aura surrounded him.

The literary aura transformed into ink!

Mo Buzhi murmured softly, reciting the classics of the ancients.

"The Master said, 'To know what you know and know what you do not know, that is true knowledge.'"

"The Master said, 'Is it not a pleasure, having learned something, to try it out at due intervals? Is it not a joy to have friends come from afar? Is it not gentlemanly not to take offense when others fail to appreciate your abilities?'"

"The Master said..."

As he softly recited, behind him, the black ink aura twisted, forming characters, like a mouth holding the heavens in check!

"He has already begun to grasp the ability to use Righteous Qi to connect with the heavens and earth."

"This guy is quite a talent."

Lin Fan frowned. He knew that when the Confucian Sect reached its peak, those scholars, who seemed powerless, could actually use a single sentence to connect with the heavens and earth, using its power to kill enemies!

Back then, Mo Buzhi, with a single poem, "Ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles without stopping," became like a god of slaughter, traversing a thousand miles in an instant!

With ten steps, he could annihilate a deity's follower.

A thousand miles later, he single-handedly wiped out an army of a million deity followers, leaving none alive!

But...

At that time, Mo Buzhi had started practicing too late.

And now, seeing Mo Buzhi, who had already begun to grasp the ability to use Righteous Qi to connect with the heavens and earth, Lin Fan smiled.

"In the previous life, Mo Buzhi only emerged in New Yuan Year 005. Most other heirs of Ancient Martial Arts only discovered in New Yuan Year 002 or 003 that the divine power scattered in the air could be used to enhance Ancient Martial Arts."

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"But now."

"The deities have not yet descended!"

"These heirs of Ancient Martial Arts have already begun using Godslaying power to drive Ancient Martial Arts!"

"This time, Great Xia is ahead of the deities!"

"History is finally beginning to change from this moment!"

Lin Fan's heart surged with excitement.

Because.

He returned to change history!

He had feared he might not be able to change history.

But.

This time.

Though it's just an initial success, it at least proves that he can indeed change history!

"Next, let history change completely!"

Just then.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Someone knocked on the door.

"Is Xingye back?" Lin Fan frowned, quickly walking to the door.

When he opened it, it wasn't Xingye, who had gone back to change her pants.

"Mr. Chen, Shang Weitian?" Lin Fan looked at the two excited faces with some confusion, "Is there something you need? Shouldn't you be preparing for the next step of the plan, gathering steel resources?"