Without anyone to guide him, Ye Qiu had to carve out his own path.

Anyway, he was used to researching martial arts by himself.

Ye Qiu no longer stayed in his room every day, even temporarily putting the formations aside. He walked alone on the vast land, which could now be said to be his territory.

After he had walked over a thousand miles, a minor lord with a group of half-orcs came to pay respects to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu waved his hand with a smile and didn’t say much, continuing to stroll alone.

Scenes like this happened several times. The minor lords who submitted to him communicated with each other, and as soon as they learned Ye Qiu was walking within their territory, no one dared to be negligent, all rushing to greet him, fearful of his disfavor.

Ye Qiu wandered alone, merely to cultivate, to comprehend the world.

This way of cultivating came from Ye Qiu recalling the inspiration brought to him by monks on Earth going on pilgrimages.

Ye Qiu did not believe in deities or Buddha and saw no need for pilgrimage, but he thought that by going out to walk, he could comprehend the world, which might bring him inspiration for a breakthrough.

Thus, Ye Qiu simply relied on walking, measuring the land step by step for more than two months.

Taishan, with many half-orcs, followed at a distance. Without Ye Qiu’s orders, they did not dare to get too close. Following behind Ye Qiu was Taishan’s idea, knowing Ye Qiu’s great strength, yet as servants, they were responsible for his safety.

Ye Qiu knew all this; he did not stop them but merely commanded them to keep their distance, giving him time to understand the world alone.

Sometimes, Ye Qiu would sit under the sunset, watching the sun set, feeling the twilight, then sit still, meditating until dawn, to feel the vigor of the sunrise again.

He walked in the rain, threaded through the wind, endured the scorching sun, and gazed at the night sky.

This simple, ascetic monk-like training continued for two months, ending when Ye Qiu returned to his territory.

He did not find a way to break through and remained quite confused about breaking into the Saint Realm, unable to see the shackles of breakthrough.

Yet, Ye Qiu’s state of mind was unusually calm; this kind of tranquility came unprecedented after witnessing the grand rivers and seas, the rising storms, and the torrential rains.

This state of mind made Ye Qiu appear ethereal.

Although he could not find the road to breakthrough, Ye Qiu had no anger; the insights from these two months brought him another kind of gain.

That was the elevation of his mindset.

Throughout the journey, Ye Qiu emptied his body, taking himself as an ordinary person, using none of the Martial Artist’s power, and he went to feel nature, to feel the world.

In this process, Ye Qiu felt, like an ant, immense reverence for nature and deep respect for the world.

This is a psychological response a common person naturally generates when faced with the irresistible forces of nature.

But after returning to the territory, this mindset changed again. Ye Qiu, after all, was not an ordinary person; he was a Martial Artist, a powerful one, confronting man and contending with heaven and earth.

The ultimate goal was transcendence, to become a dragon among men.

Blind reverence would hinder a Martial Artist’s progress, so Ye Qiu’s mentality began to view the world on equal terms.

Although this might sound a bit arrogant, to stand at the peak of martial arts, without the mindset of daring to challenge heaven and earth, one can never stand at the top.

Ye Qiu began to seclude himself.

He entrusted everything to Taishan to manage, even recalling the soul from the Wolf King Lord’s avatar.

Time flowed silently, and a month quietly passed.

No one dared disturb Ye Qiu. Taishan managed the territory exceedingly well, with people guarding Ye Qiu’s stone house of cultivation around the clock.

During this period, several lords sent messages concerning the Beast God, but unfortunately, Ye Qiu was in seclusion and couldn’t be informed immediately.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

If someone were to observe carefully, they would find quite a few new faces in the main camp, strong ancient beasts who joined later, some even at the Divinity Transformation Realm or the Void Return Realm levels.

Taishan acted as Ye Qiu’s full agent, controlling and continually expanding the territory, enhancing its strength.

These days, Taishan had an uneasy feeling because he heard that several of Chi Hu’s former friends arrived nearby, searching for Chi Hu.

What level was Chi Hu? That was the Saint level, and it stands to reason that only those of the Saint level could be counted as Chi Hu’s friends.

Those with lesser strength wouldn’t qualify to be seen as friends by Chi Hu.

Taishan realized that these guys would come here sooner or later; currently, Ye Qiu was in seclusion, and Taishan didn’t want to disturb him.

But once those few arrived, it would spell disaster for the main camp.

Even though he had recruited many strong individuals recently, they were still no match for those at the Saint Realm level.

Taishan was a bit anxious in his heart, yet he didn’t show it. He began to rigorously train the half-orc army and intensified training himself using Chi Hu within the grand formation, hoping that if he could enter the Saint Realm, he might resolve it.

Taishan’s intention was good, but unfortunately, the opponent did not give him time; half a month later, the people he feared the most arrived.

A powerful physique, an overwhelming aura emanated from the three figures.

Once these three appeared, the entire main camp was enveloped by their aura.

"It’s said that Chi Hu’s disappearance is related to the people here. I see that Chi Hu’s life plaque is still intact, not dead. So where exactly has he gone?" This was spoken by a big man, shirtless, with long hair tied behind, sporting a ragged beard, looking unkempt, with two massive axes on his back, appearing extremely formidable.

"I’ve already deduced it, Brother Chi Hu is here." A relatively petite woman said.

"Are you sure, Fox Sister? I still don’t sense Brother Chi Hu’s aura." Another emaciated man said.

"We’ll know if she’s right once we capture the leader here." Said the big man with double axes.

Subsequently, he shouted: "The lord here, come out to see me now, are you trying to hide away? Since we are here, you can’t hide from us."

The half-orc troop was trembling with fear at this moment because the opponent was of the Saint Realm, whose mere presence rendered the half-orcs too terrified to act.

This was oppression from bloodlines and realms.

"No need, I’ve already found where Brother Chi Hu is, he’s right there." The petite woman pointed to an empty space, leaving the other two baffled.

There was nothing there at all.

Only to hear the petite woman say, "Have you forgotten there’s something called a formation?"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the big man with twin axes and the emaciated man twinkled.

If so, Chi Hu was likely trapped in a formation, which should not be underestimated.

This meant that someone here understood formations.

Just as the three stood inside the main camp, brazenly scanning about, Taishan emerged from the stone house.