The Martial Arts Divine Stone space was like a vast starry sky, dark and void, yet countless martial arts imprints radiated with brilliance, akin to celestial stars dotting the heavens.
From the lowest Demi-Saint to the most exalted ancient Great Sage martial arts imprints, all were present.
It encompassed the martial arts imprints of the most powerful experts, with masters of all combat styles represented.
Among them, figures materialized—some were disciples of the Ancient Divine Palace, some were elders, and some were reclusive experts from the outside world recruited by the palace. Their Primordial Spirits manifested here, confronting the combat imprints to obtain the corresponding martial arts imprints.
This was a priceless martial arts treasure vault, a repository of the ultimate techniques of countless powerful figures throughout the ages on the Ancient Divine Continent. Used appropriately, it could forge the foundation of a supreme sacred land.
Ye Chen walked within, brushing past others. They did not know each other and did not communicate. Instances like Gu Xuefeng's earlier disturbance of others' cultivation were extremely rare; generally, no one would do such a thing, as it would cause resentment.
Soon after, he charged towards the other limited dozen or so Demi-Saint level martial arts imprints. As before, he confronted those Demi-Saint combat imprints, comprehending and rapidly absorbing the various pieces of information from the martial arts imprints, making them his own and fully digesting them.
He could instantly unleash them, and through repeated enacting, refine them, making their power even more formidable.
Moreover, if Ye Chen so wished, he could even unleash the divine abilities of these Demi-Saints all at once, and the power in his hands would be countless times greater than that of their original masters.
However, anyone qualified to leave a martial arts imprint in the Martial Arts Divine Stone was an exceptionally talented super Demi-Saint. Basically, each martial art gave him a refreshing, novel feeling, offering gains. He also began to use these martial arts imprints to grasp other Daos.
Naturally, Ye Chen's goal was twofold. On one hand, it was to obtain this vast sea of martial arts imprints to bring back to the Heavenly Gate, filling its martial arts treasure vault, making the Heavenly Gate stronger and giving it a more profound heritage.
The more primary goal, however, was to perfect his own Great Dao, cultivating the myriad Daos and fusing them into one—Chaos!
Chaos, the origin of all things, the strongest among the myriad Daos.
The saying 'master one and master all' actually refers to the Chaos Great Dao, which can manifest the myriad Daos!
To practice the Chaos Dao, one must reverse the process, fusing the myriad Daos into one.
This step was extremely difficult. Even though Ye Chen possessed myriad Dao marks and had access to various cultivation information, techniques, divine abilities, and more from September Great Power and the Heavenly Gate, it still fell far short.
He needed to master the Great Dao in all aspects, and in this regard, neither the Heavenly Gate nor the Gu Lan Great World had much to offer.
The countless martial arts imprints collected in the Martial Arts Divine Stone space, however, perfectly solved this major problem for him. Not to mention allowing him to completely master the myriad Daos, but at least it could let him take a much longer stride on the path of Chaos.
After digesting all these Demi-Saint martial arts imprints, his gaze turned towards other martial arts imprints—the Saint level!
Whoosh—
Ye Chen rapidly approached them one by one. After personally experiencing the divine abilities unleashed by the combat imprints in the same manner, he used the Eyes of the Heavens to clearly understand all their mysteries. Then, with a mere lift of his hand, he defeated combat imprints one after another, absorbing the martial arts imprints.
Torrents of vast information continuously poured into his sea of consciousness.
Time loses meaning in seclusion; years pass unnoticed in cultivation!
Just like that, a year passed!
Regarding matters of the outside world, Ye Chen had long forgotten them, immersing his body and mind in the martial arts imprints. He continuously battled, continuously absorbed, continuously deduced and refined, repeating the cycle over and over.
When he snapped out of it, he realized, without noticing, that he had completely digested a total of one thousand eight hundred and twenty-three Saint-level martial arts imprints from the Martial Arts Divine Stone space, mastering over one thousand eight hundred divine abilities, fully digested and integrated.
Without a doubt, if this news spread, it would be utterly astonishing.
For these martial arts imprints were not mere Houtian or Xiantian level martial arts; they were all at the Saint level. Naturally, a Saint Lord level cultivator could grasp them quickly, but to master them completely would require some time. And one thousand eight hundred different kinds? That was simply impossible, not even for a Heavenly King.
Because the volume of information was simply too immense. Each martial arts imprint was the ultimate technique of a Saint, painstakingly created, imbued with profound Dao Realm aura and containing various profound Great Daos.
One thousand eight hundred different Saint ultimate techniques contained who knows how many Great Daos and an unimaginably vast amount of information.
Even a Heavenly King might have their Primordial Spirit explode.
Yet Ye Chen actually endured it all and completely digested it within a mere half year. This was partly due to the enhancement of his perception and thoughts by Faith Power, and partly because his own Primordial Spirit was sufficiently powerful, almost comparable to that of a Heavenly God.
The Primordial Spirit figure radiated with surging brilliance all around, like a peerless deity, flowing with profound and mysterious supreme Great Dao aura.
Various Dao auras entwined around the Primordial Spirit figure, making it appear increasingly profound and unfathomable. Intangibly, these various Dao auras twisted together, seemingly about to transform into a pitch-black Black Hole, so deep it made one's heart tremble!
Within this short year, he had broken through once again.
Saint Vault Seventh Heaven—this was his current realm, which truly fell within the Saint Lord category. Naturally, his combat power far exceeded his realm.
At his level of cultivation, realm could no longer prove everything, for from very early on, he had possessed the heaven-defying combat power to battle across major realms.
However, this cultivation speed was astonishingly fast. One must remember that just a few years ago, he was merely a Demi-Saint, yet now he had reached the Saint Lord level of the Seventh Heaven. If this cultivation speed were to spread, it would surely shock the world. Throughout the ages, such speed was exceedingly rare, even worthy of a place in the annals of history.
But Ye Chen felt little surprise. Breaking through was merely a matter of sooner or later; this was just slightly ahead of schedule.
However, digesting and absorbing over one thousand eight hundred Saint-level martial arts imprints did indeed allow Ye Chen, during his deduction and cultivation, to imperceptibly master various profound Great Daos, raising his accumulation for perfecting the Chaos Dao even higher.
Unfortunately, the vast majority of these Saint-level martial arts imprints, in Ye Chen's eyes, paled in comparison to those dozen or so Demi-Saint martial arts imprints. They could only be considered ordinary, lacking the subtlety of the Demi-Saint divine abilities, which somewhat disappointed him.
But he soon understood: those qualified to leave martial arts imprints on the Martial Arts Divine Stone were at least Saints. The fact that those few Demi-Saints had the right to be listed among them was sufficient to prove their exceptional talent.
After absorbing all the Saint martial arts imprints, he turned his gaze towards the martial arts imprints at even higher levels, such as Ancient Saints.
The Martial Arts Divine Stone contained far too many precious imprints, filling him with immense joy.