He kept walking, kept walking.

At this time, the era of biological explosiveness, the period of the origin of all things at the dawn of heaven and earth, was already coming to an end.

Different tribes were slaughtering each other, countless races, tribes from different origins were carving up territories, extremely chaotic, forming a bloody era of turmoil and war.

The final reckoning of the food chain was about to begin.

Mutual elimination in a viral fashion, natural selection, survival of the fittest, is the iron law of the world's ecological chain.

Ye Wumian walked along the way, witnessing many vicissitudes, occasionally hearing the divine race of creator beings up high planning the world's ecology, perfecting their ideal land, and even more occasionally hearing the story of Emperor Changjin ruling the world and opening up the heavens for a millennium.

Occasionally, a curtain of red maple leaves would bring messages from Ye Tian'ai, every time he would pick up a pen and share with his beloved the many stories that moved him along the way.

He walked for over three hundred years, and the earth remained the main theme of war and death.

In the letters, he once wrote: "The great wars have spread to every corner of the world, the world is in the process of reckoning everything."

"I once passed through the stretching glaciers of the Land of the North, those glaciers are blood-red now, and within the crystalline colors under the sunlight lay frozen remains, I know why they fought, because they hoped to have a place in this world."

"Again I walked through the golden pine needle sea of the southern forest, the sea has already been replaced by a piece of black ruins, everywhere were squirrels eating pine trees, I wandered despondently for three days and two nights, finding only the last golden needle pine at the very edge, its pine nuts still so delectable, it... survived, and I carefully transplanted and hid it, hoping it could avoid the final reckoning, avoid the pursuit of the ecological chain."

"I tried to sail in the endless golden magma ocean to the east, but that place has been at war year-round, sharks drawn by the smell of blood were everywhere, I dared not approach."

"I wanted to return to the western Illusionary Land's extraordinary scenery as a guest, but the once warm and hospitable cute tree spirits were gone, only carcasses remained everywhere, I couldn't help but reminisce the scenes of their brilliance that year, residents chatting along the roadside, caravans setting up stalls, children frolicking, a couple holding hands and leaning against each other under the sunset, yet all has vanished."

"Throughout the land, something known as Embers started appearing due to slaughter... it seems our world is being infected."

Wherever Ye Wumian went, all living things withered.

The horrifying calamity power within him was unexpectedly expanding, but he gradually mastered the unique power within him and curbed it.

He continued to walk, watching the world's sorrow, observing flowers bloom and fall, the land's life and death.

Finally, one day, he suddenly squatted down, looking at a verdant green grass, saw that the green grass didn't get tainted by his touch with doom, heading towards withering.

At that moment, he successfully controlled the calamity within him, preventing it from spilling over.

In that instant, all the accumulation and difficulties bloomed into flowers.

A black Three Flowers quietly bloomed atop his head, he couldn't help but pick up the green grass, raising it towards the sun's direction, faintly smiling:

"Only when all scrolls are not, does one know oneself."

Boom!

Heaven and earth abruptly changed colors.

Black clouds swept in, thunder descended sharply.

A giant flower traversed the sky.

Above the nursery, in the Creation Divine City, Emperor Changjin was in a meeting.

Suddenly feeling a vast and pure dark energy rushing towards the nursery from below the heavens, he couldn't help but shout: "God of Eyes, God of Ears, what happened in the lower realm?"

Nowadays, even when governing the world, he couldn't change that the land was covered with divine gold everywhere, and his Dharma Aspect dared not leave the body, unable to instantly arrive, could only inquire.

Even reaching those places covered in divine gold, half of his mana would be imprisoned, and he would be assassinated by rebel traitors.

Thus he established the nursery, creating a Tenth Continent without divine gold, to avoid suppressing his cultivation, and he dared not easily descend to the lower realm.

Controlling 80% of the native Self-Transformation cultivators, threading puppet threads lightly like in the Rongtian Era, could assist himself in controlling the world.

"Divine Emperor, let us investigate!"

The two divine generals gazed intently, their eyes and ears penetrating through layers of clouds, looking towards the valley.

Only to see a massive black Three Flowers covering the sky and land.

"That is!!?"

...

...

On this day, Ye Wumian actually lived out a second life, triggering changes in heaven and earth, countless people witnessed the birth of the first Ghost King brought by the otherworldly virus.

"That is the legendary Ghost King? Impossible! These years, viruses attempting to merge with Metal Martial Path Stones are mostly flawed, seldom does embers remain after death, let alone giving rise to a Ghost King."

"What exactly is that existence?"

"Not good, if such demonic beings as Ghost King truly localize, the virus will start to outbreak, polluting our pure cultivation systems, transforming into those sticky, nauseating, soul-rotting sticky demons?"

Someone felt heartstrings being pulled, showing a horrified expression, "We cannot continue deceiving Emperor Changjin, or else the world will be thoroughly corrupted by evil, causing irreparable damage."

The news spread, leaving countless people slack-jawed, not expecting such strange upheaval at the end of the biological explosiveness.

Many rushed towards it, only to hear from afar a cheerful and bold roar up to the sky.

"Ten thousand scrolls are not it, then I know who I am."

"Only cultivating nature, not destiny, this is the first ailment of cultivation."

"Only cultivating destiny, not nature, myriad tribulations, Yin Spirits cannot become saints."

"Not cultivating nature, not cultivating destiny, leads to the third path of fate."

"In the world, there are three fundamental methods: nature, destiny, and qi - the three treasures. Everyone knows of nature and destiny but neither know nor feed on qi. Today, I've attained enlightenment on the third method of the human world, claiming it as... the Golden Tripod Qi Observation Method!"

When people arrived, they found that the figure in the valley had disappeared.

Many reminisced about the various meanings of those recent words, unable to help but feel a shock within their hearts.

"That person is peculiar. Ordinary cultivators' cultivation techniques always have a bias, whether it is training the physical path or the divine soul path... one strong, one weak. But that person's system, both are weak! Neither cultivating the soul nor the body, it seems there's some divine third type of power in them."

"What kind of power is he cultivating?"

"I heard that Emperor Changjin revealed, the Ghost King is a rare prodigy of the world who has lived a second life, achieving enlightenment of his true self, something seldom seen in the world, that person must have attained enlightenment!!"

Unconsciously, the human body has three treasures, people only know two paths, but cultivation has three paths, and it spreads wider and wider, all under the heavens know!

Yet the news broke out suddenly like this, and the subsequent information was suddenly extinguished.

Another three hundred years.

Ye Wumian has already passed eight hundred years old.

In these three hundred years of his disappearance, he remained humble and patient.

In his childhood, he endured many twists of fate and hardships, already refined from common stone to true gold.

He imagined the third method of cultivation in his mind, weakened in both soul and body unable to cultivate traditional methods, then he created a new dharma method that could be cultivated.

The Golden Tripod Qi Observation Method gradually took complete form.

A powerhouse, discern strength, no more than by looking at his flesh furnace, soul furnace...

But his method discerns a powerhouse by observing his third source, the path of fate.

In this world, there are hidden cultivation techniques that conceal blood qi and soul power, but none yet have learned to conceal qi.

Wherever Ye Wumian went to a city, with just a look to observe qi, seeing each of their destinies, he could discern who was the strongest in that city, incomparably exquisite.

He is confident that by opening the third cultivation system to the world, it will become a great existence like the keystones of the great path in the future!!

I traverse this world to open the third path of the world.

"Today, the Golden Tripod Qi Observation Method is still not perfect, but I am confident that through traveling the world, seeing the world's people, knowing the world's affairs, I will surely ascend to sainthood."

Two thousand three hundred years after Emperor Changjin, a mysterious youth walked the earth, challenging all kinds of experts, this person weakened in both soul and body, yet used a strange new alien energy to fight.

At this time, after Emperor Changjin, the world has already undergone many changes.

Such as the cultivation system, it was re-divided, although in this world you cannot cultivate cyclically, yet Emperor Changjin still used the system of his own world as a reference, forcibly imposing it upon them.

According to the paths of cultivation, divided into Fifth Grade, Fourth Grade, Third Grade, Second Grade, First Grade, Self-Transformation Realm.

Corresponding to the Five Elements~Self-Transformation Realm of the Nine-State.

A power, only a First Grade Sect, corresponding to One Heart Realm powerhouses, is the world's pinnacle.

And Self-Transformation Realm experts are the invincible emperors overseeing sects, called Emperor Sects.

On the contrary, with the beginning of life's great explosion and the reopening of heaven and earth, such Self-Transformation figures have yet to appear, all the great emperors are the old parties from ancient times.

And Ye Wumian began challenging powerhouses, starting from Third Grade sects, he suppressed a sect alone, yet did not kill. After researching their physical structure and sect's techniques, he quietly left.

Some said that this mysterious person was too compassionate, never killing, nor harming anyone.

But those knowledgeable said that mysterious person is ruthless, after every duel, leaves others seriously injured, though these injuries are not soul power damaged, nor physical trauma, but the human's third mysterious origin outside of flesh and soul was harmed.

But facts proved it was indeed so.

After the great battles, those cultivators appeared intact but were actually injured, for in the period after, they suffered various misfortunes, fire and demonic states, simply too miserable.

Gradually afraid to go out, could only retreat to hide and quietly "heal," their unknown origins were too heavily wounded.

As Ye Wumian continued his expeditions, people gradually traced back to his identity.

Learning of his legendary life!

People lamented, even some gossiping inns and teahouses began narrating his stories and legends.

He is the legendary Ghost King, submerged in difficulties all his life, finally living a second life, comprehending a mysterious cultivation method.

For a time, his name resounded throughout the world, Ye Wumian's name echoed all over!

Countless people wanted to come and learn from him, to cultivate the mysterious third system beyond life and destiny, everyone knew this power is a new mysterious system since the opening of heaven and earth, feared to be born in response to the era, destined to be passed down through the ages!