The background is so invincible that the system was upgraded overnight!

Ye Tian stood alone in the void, his robes fluttering in the wind.

His black hair danced in the air, making him appear like a celestial king descending to earth.

His eyes, as they opened and closed, were filled with a chaotic aura, like two eternally burning divine lamps.

The beams of light swept across the sky, propelled by the resurrection of ancient freaks.

The ruthless and murderous aura of the Crimson Blood Gun God, and the profound and unpredictable nature of the Dark Night King.

Each detail was reflected and analyzed in his eyes.

He could clearly sense that these "seeds" that had broken free from the divine source were indeed extraordinary.

Their profound knowledge and mastery of the divine realm, honed over countless years, far surpasses that of ordinary gods.

Among them, the most outstanding, such as the Crimson Blood Gun God, possessed an aura as obscure as an abyss, and had already firmly established himself at the peak of the True God realm.

It's even possible that one foot has already touched the barrier of the God-King's realm.

Such an existence, placed in any era, would be considered an unparalleled genius, qualified to compete for the destiny of a lifetime.

However, Ye Tian simply smiled faintly, a hint of pity in his smile.

It also carries an air of indifference that seems to transcend the heavens.

"After slumbering for millennia and undergoing a thousand years of refinement, we have reached this state today... Unfortunately, times have changed."

He shook his head slightly, no longer paying any attention.

These so-called ancient freaks were, to him, nothing more than a few slightly larger stumbling blocks on his path.

It might make him pause for a moment, but it could never stop him from reaching the summit.

Why?

Simply because he is Ye Tian!

He is the divine son of the Ye family in this lifetime, the direct descendant of Ye Junlin, the God Emperor who dominates all heavens!

Furthermore, he possesses the legendary supreme physique that can melt all paths and evolve chaos—the Chaos Body!

The Chaos Body is extremely rare, appearing only once in countless lifetimes. Once it emerges, it is destined to dominate the rise and fall of dynasties, surpassing all other special constitutions.

His path, his law, and the source of his power have long transcended the realm of ordinary deities.

Although he has just entered the realm of true god, his true combat power is already unmatched below the level of a god!

Even those old monsters who have lived for countless years and reached the peak of the God-King realm might not be able to defeat him even if they used all their strength.

And the true deity?

That was a terrifying being who had just begun to grasp the laws of heaven and earth, and whose words became law.

Facing such a powerful figure, he might not be able to claim victory, but with the profound mystery of the Chaos Body, the unpredictable origin of all transformations, and the power of the Five Primordial Elements, he could still rely on his strength.

And the God Emperor's blood within him, surging and boiling like a dragon...

He dared to fight, dared to confront head-on, and was fearless of death!

He has the confidence, and more importantly, the ability!

Meanwhile, on the vast and boundless territory of the War God Academy, it wasn't just those few most dazzling beams of light that were bursting forth.

Powerful auras erupted one after another from various forbidden areas, ancient battlefields, star debris, and even spacetime rifts.

"Roar!"

From the depths of an ancient mountain forest, filled with a wild and untamed atmosphere, came a roar that shook the mountains and rivers.

A massive divine source block, as large as a mountain, exploded with a deafening roar, and a powerful figure emerged from it.

He was sixteen feet tall, with muscles that bulged like coiled dragons and snakes.

His bronze skin was marked with countless scars from battles with ancient ferocious beasts, each scar radiating a fierce and malevolent aura.

His eyes were bloodshot, full of wildness and power.

With just a single breath, the surrounding void distorted and the mountains shook.

This is "Liba," who is said to have been born in an ancient tribe that revered the ultimate physical strength. In his childhood, he tore apart a pure-blooded ferocious beast with his bare hands.

He proved his Dao through force, and by the time he was a thousand years old, his physical body was strong enough to withstand divine weapons!

His revival was domineering and direct, full of power.

In another swamp shrouded in eternal shadow, a dark figure silently emerged.

Wherever he went, the grass and trees withered, life ceased, and even the light was swallowed up.

This is an ancient "god of slaughter," not referring to his divine status, but to his way of killing.

He once stirred up boundless bloodshed in an era, using killing to attain enlightenment and condensing a terrifying God Realm of Slaughter.

His aura was icy and deathly, freezing the soul of anyone who looked at him.

There was also a celestial pool where spiritual energy had been transformed into liquid, with thousands of auspicious rays and countless beams of light.

A woman with a graceful figure, shrouded in a hazy celestial glow, slowly opened her eyes.

Her pupils contained images of the sun, moon, and stars fading away, and her entire being exuded a natural Daoist aura, revealing her to be some kind of ancient immortal body that had long since disappeared from the world!

There was also a heroic man with a Star Battle Body, who channeled the power of the stars into his body.

There is a mysterious Taoist priest carrying a Yin-Yang diagram, who stirs up the Yin and Yang energies of heaven and earth.

There are reincarnations of ancient Buddhas whose bodies are like crystal Vajra, radiating Buddha's light...

In an instant, the War God Academy was in turmoil, with a constellation of brilliant talents!

One after another, peerless geniuses who only appear in ancient books, and individuals with various powerful and unique physiques.

Like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, they have awakened from their long slumber.

Their auras intertwined, causing the laws of heaven and earth surrounding the entire academy to become chaotic and active.

The voice of the Great Dao resounded, as if welcoming the arrival of an unprecedented golden age.

Faced with this unprecedented spectacle, the higher-ups of the War God Academy reacted swiftly.

"Buzz!"

Beams of divine light shot into the sky from the core area of ​​the academy, transforming into rainbow bridges that precisely landed on the places where those ancient monsters had revived.

On each rainbow bridge stood one or more disciples of the academy with powerful auras.

They are either renowned saints of our time, or core disciples who have long been famous and influential in their respective regions.

These outstanding disciples who were dispatched were all radiant, with pride and solemnity in their eyes.

They represent the contemporary face of the War God Academy and bear the responsibility of welcoming and guiding.

It even involves, to some extent, the task of "testing" these ancient freaks.

A holy son dressed in a star-patterned robe rode a rainbow bridge to the outside of a chaotic energy mass that had been revived by a post-natal Xuanhuang Saint. He spoke loudly and clearly.

"I am Xingyao, and I have been ordered by the Lord of the Palace to welcome you back, fellow Daoist!"

On the other side, a cold and aloof man carrying an ancient sword, his sword aura soaring to the sky, stood before the crimson pillar of light, feeling the overwhelming killing intent piercing him like needles.

Yet he still stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant: "Xiao Chen of the Sword Pavilion has come to welcome Senior Crimson Blood Spear God."

There was also a graceful saintess, like a fire sprite, smiling radiantly as she greeted the celestial woman.

Some of the disciples, who were also of robust build and followed the path of physical ascension to godhood, set off with excitement and fighting spirit towards the ancient forest where the power was being revived.

Welcoming is also a kind of invisible contest.

Modern geniuses seek to hone themselves by learning from ancient oddballs, while the ancient oddballs also need to learn from these "younger generations."

Let's learn about this brand new era that they have just returned to.

The entire War God Academy was plunged into a peculiar uproar and clamor.

Ancient and contemporary, different paths, different methods, different glories, collide and intertwine at this moment.

Ye Tian, ​​one of the sources of this storm, seemed to be completely detached from it.

He remained alone above his own palace.

His eyes were calm as still water, unfathomable.

"The excitement is theirs."

Ye Tian muttered to himself, the smile on his lips still lingering.

"And I... just need to push through."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and stepped back into the palace.

The heavy palace door slowly closed, shutting out all the disturbances, shocks, and murderous intent from the outside world.