Chapter 239 Imperial Purple Qi
This method seems incredibly simple; as long as enough power is accumulated, a breakthrough can be achieved.
But how long will this accumulation take?
By normal means, even when the immeasurable calamity descends, Feng Zichen might not be able to accumulate enough power to attain Dao.
This is the Dao attainment method of the Chaos Demon God, stronger than the Dao attainment methods of the Primordial World.
At the same time, it is also much more difficult.
It is almost impossible to succeed.
In this world, there are gains and losses. Feng Zichen attained Dao in the Great Chaos beyond the boundary, gaining so many benefits, naturally he must pay a greater price.
"Alas! Between gain and loss, who can truly see clearly?"
With a sigh, Feng Zichen put aside his superfluous thoughts.
He suddenly waved his hand forward, sweeping the nine human king positions floating in the chaos into the human race's fortune, letting them choose their own masters.
Each of these nine human king positions represents a Great Luo Golden Immortal. In other words, as long as someone can refine it, their strength will inevitably rise to the Great Luo realm.
For any force in the Primordial World, a Great Luo Golden Immortal is extremely important.
The reason why Suirenshi and his two companions, along with Feng Zichen, were able to attain the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm so quickly was that they possessed immense merit and great fortune. Their innate origins were also incredibly profound, allowing them to achieve far greater accomplishments than ordinary people.
Ordinary humans, however, do not have such opportunities. Therefore, for ordinary humans to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm is extremely difficult.
Let alone a million years, even a lifetime might not be enough to reach this level.
Before Feng Zichen and his companions, in the primordial world, apart from innate gods and demons, no one could attain the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm within a million years.
Therefore, the nine Human King positions are exceptionally important.
Even a pig, sitting in the Human King's position and wielding the power of the Great Luo Golden Immortal for a million years, could break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm through this power.
The Human King position is essentially a Great Luo Golden Immortal generator, capable of continuously producing Great Luo Golden Immortals for the human race.
Unfortunately, extraordinary things are only obtained by extraordinary people. This Human King title is bestowed by Heaven and Earth; its essence is extraordinary, and not just anyone is qualified to refine it.
Only those who have made great contributions to the human race can obtain it.
"I wonder if the current human race can actually produce nine Human Kings?"
"No, it doesn't necessarily need nine; six is enough!"
Looking at the disappearing Human King titles, Feng Zichen thought with some worry.
In Feng Zichen's memory, the number of people qualified to become Human Kings in such a vast human race is less than a handful. It is inevitably difficult to produce nine Human Kings.
Fortunately, as the Human Emperor, Feng Zichen has the power to appoint Human Kings.
However, this action is to forcibly elevate the status of others, and the price to pay is too great.
With Feng Zichen's current strength, forcibly appointing three Human Kings is already the limit. Any more would damage his own foundation, which would be a loss.
Therefore, as long as six Human Kings are selected from the Human King titles, Feng Zichen will have the ability to fill the remaining three Human King positions.
"Hmm?"
"The power of the Human Emperor?"
"This... how is this possible!"
Having put away the Qiankun Cauldron and the World Tree, Feng Zichen was about to return to the human race when he suddenly sensed something was wrong. His magical power was slowly disappearing, which startled him.
Magical power is the foundation of all supernatural abilities; it must not be lost.
Immediately, he couldn't care less about returning to the human race and quickly calmed his mind to examine his body, searching for the problem.
His divine sense circled his body, and Feng Zichen discovered that what was disappearing was not only his magical power, but also his very foundation—all the Great Dao he had painstakingly cultivated over countless years.
This discovery filled him with even greater fear. Magical power could be cultivated again. But without the Great Dao, death was not far off.
And the culprit behind all this was the Human Emperor's position that Feng Zichen had just refined.
Strands of purple-gold divine light could be seen dripping from the Human Emperor's position, constantly eroding his magical power and even his Great Dao.
"What's going on?"
Puzzled, Feng Zichen communicated with the Heavenly Dao, activating the Ziwei Doushu (Purple Star Astrology) to calculate in his mind.
At this moment, he was surrounded by abundant Heavenly Favor, further enhanced by the power of the Heavenly Dao, and his deductions revealed that Heaven was truly helping him.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Zichen had calculated everything related to this matter. This matter can truly be described as both a blessing and a curse, caused by the Imperial Purple Qi.
As the most domineering force in the world, the Imperial Purple Qi can not only obliterate the Great Dao of outsiders, but also obliterate one's own Great Dao.
It's just that this process is relatively slow. With Feng Zichen's strength as a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, he might be able to withstand it for millions of years before his Great Dao is obliterated and he enters a period of slumber.
This is only under the condition that the power of the Human Emperor's position is not yet strong. One can imagine that when the human race becomes the protagonist of heaven and earth in the future, and the power of the Human Emperor's position reaches its peak, let alone a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, even a Quasi-Saint would probably not be able to last long.
"No wonder the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of later generations were so powerful, yet they only stayed in the position of Human Emperor for millions of years before abdicating."
"So that's the root of the problem!"
"Indeed, under the threat of the Imperial Purple Qi, continuing to stay in the position of Human Emperor only leads to the obliteration of one's Great Dao."
"It's better to retire after achieving success and live a carefree life in the world."
Coming back to his senses, Feng Zichen sighed.
The three sovereigns of the human race were all near-saints, their strength second only to saints. The five emperors of the human race were each no less than late-stage quasi-saints.
Such powerful figures, with the blessing of human destiny, could sit on the throne of the human emperor; who could possibly stop them?
The three sovereigns and five emperors could have remained on that throne indefinitely, enjoying boundless supreme power and dominating the primordial world.
Yet they abdicated early, a puzzling turn of events.
Now it seems it wasn't that they were unwilling, but rather that they couldn't.
"The Heavenly Dao!"
"It truly doesn't tolerate even the slightest loophole!"
Clearly, this was a restriction set by the Heavenly Dao.
The Emperor's Purple Qi was so powerful, practically an unsolvable problem; few in the primordial world could rival it. The more defying the heavens, the greater the restrictions.
Therefore, the Emperor's Purple Qi possessed the characteristic of indiscriminately attacking both friend and foe.
"However, although the Emperor's Purple Qi is powerful, it is useless to me."
Knowing the reason, Feng Zichen immediately thought of a solution.
The Purple Star was the vessel of the Emperor's Dao. With Him present, no matter how powerful the Imperial Purple Qi became, it could not harm Him in the slightest.
"Purple Star, emerge!"
Feng Zichen manipulated the Dao seals, drawing upon the essence of the Purple Star, casting a phantom image into his sea of consciousness.
Under the illumination of the Purple Star, the Human Emperor's power instantly receded, and the Imperial Purple Qi became utterly docile, completely under Feng Zichen's control.
"Fortunately, the Imperial Purple Qi was born after the Lich War. Otherwise, if Di Jun had mastered this power, who in the primordial world could rival him?"
Sensing the power of the Imperial Purple Qi, Feng Zichen thought with relief.
Di Jun was the Heavenly Emperor!
The master of all beings in heaven and earth, in charge of everything in the primordial world, able to preach the Way on behalf of Heaven!
This was the most noble position in the primordial world, unmatched by anything!
Even at the height of humanity's power, the Human Emperor was nominally inferior to the Heavenly Emperor.
Even the Sage, theoretically, was not as noble as the Heavenly Emperor. It's just that sages transcend this, not subject to the Heavenly Emperor's control.
Di Jun, sitting on this throne, is the most qualified being in the primordial world to wield the Emperor's Purple Qi.
Just thinking about it is terrifying. Di Jun, already at the pinnacle of the primordial world, would become even stronger with the aid of the Emperor's Purple Qi?
Calling him invincible wouldn't be an exaggeration!
(End of Chapter)