Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

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With a thunderous roar, an incredibly powerful aura burst forth from the location behind Da Yuan Palace's mountain range. This aura soared into the skies as if it sought to pierce through the heavens.

It was this very aura that caused a change in the celestial phenomena, shifting the skies above Da Yuan from day to night and whipping up a fierce wind.

"Is the national master about to emerge from seclusion?!" Emperor Toumuer of Da Yuan was overjoyed when he felt this familiar aura, gazing towards the palace's rear mountain where Bastu was in seclusion.

There, a blinding column of light shot into the sky, connecting heaven and earth. At the same time, the winds and clouds above Da Yuan's capital changed color, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and even the entire city trembled.

Unaware of the reasons, the common people of Da Yuan thought the gods were angry. They watched the scene in terror, with many dropping to their knees and bowing repeatedly, muttering without pause.

Crack!

In the changing sky above, layer upon layer of thick clouds gathered, while strands of electric light collided with each other. Suddenly, streaks of lightning, like silver serpents, traversed the skies, illuminating the entire city.

Such an astonishing phenomenon drew the attention of countless people – it was too significant to conceal!

At the moment, the clouds converged into a massive vortex, accompanied by the lightning snakes, as if it aimed to swallow everything. This scene was truly spectacular and captured everyone's attention.

All these extraordinary scenes served as a testament to one thing – a supreme being was about to be born!

Only those warriors who had condensed the "Divine Intent" and even shattered through the Divine Intent Realm could summon such phenomena between heaven and earth, enveloping the entire Da Yuan kingdom.

"The national master… the national master has finally succeeded!"

At this moment, Emperor Toumuer was truly beside himself with excitement, his whole body trembling. He had fantasized countless times about this day's arrival, and now it had finally come!

In recent times, as he watched Gu Chen grow increasingly powerful, Toumuer became more and more frightened, feeling no sense of security and living in constant fear. He was nearly driven mad.

But now, seeing Bastu achieve the Divine Intent Realm, Toumuer felt that everything was worth it!

Boom!

Accompanied by a heaven-shattering, earth-quaking rumble, a towering figure rose from behind Da Yuan Palace's mountain, and in an instant, appeared in front of Emperor Toumuer.

The newcomer stood tall, far exceeding an ordinary person in height. Cloaked in a black robe, his features were stern, his eyes shone with a piercing light when they opened and closed, as if they could see into one's very soul. His broad forehead exuded majesty, and his presence commanded awe, striking fear into those who beheld him, much like a grazing rabbit encountering the king of all beasts.

It was an aura of immense power that made one involuntarily want to bow their heads in submission.

This man was the number one martial artist of Da Yuan, adored by the population and known as the pillar of the nation – the national master of Da Yuan, Bastu!

"I pay my respects to the national master!" Even Emperor Toumuer, despite being the ruler of Da Yuan, still performed a salute upon seeing Bastu.

After all, Bastu had now attained the Divine Intent Realm, an exceedingly rare status that elevated his position even further. He was not only the support Da Yuan relied on but also Toumuer's teacher.

Therefore, it was entirely appropriate for Emperor Toumuer to pay respects to him.

At this moment, Bastu stood there, his presence seemingly a world of its own. His aura was so powerful that it seemed to suppress the whole world. With just an upward glance, the dark clouds in the sky and the wild winds enveloping Da Yuan, every unusual phenomenon, vanished in an instant.

"The national master has indeed achieved the Divine Intent Realm!"

Witnessing this spectacle, Emperor Toumuer no longer harbored any doubts and was fully convinced of the fact!

"National master, now that you have left seclusion, what about Da Xia?" Emperor Toumuer looked at Bastu with hopeful eyes.

Hearing this, the first martial artist of Da Yuan's eyes twinkled, and after a brief pause, he gave a slight nod, saying, "Indeed, we can take action now."

"Thank goodness!" Upon receiving Bastu's affirmation, Emperor Toumuer was filled with tremendous joy and immediately sent people to carry out the plan.

All the humiliation he had suffered recently, Toumuer decided, must be returned to Gu Chen and Da Xia, twofold.

"Your good days are over!" Emperor Toumuer sneered inwardly while also indulging in his imagination.

He believed that with Bastu's strength, eradicating Gu Chen and Da Xia would be effortless. Once the barbarians were gone, with Da Xia under his control, he would become the first emperor in the history of the lands to unite the realm.

Just by achieving this feat, Toumuer's name would be etched in the annals of history, enduring through the ages in the Nine Provinces and celebrated by countless future generations!

This was a glory unparalleled, making Toumuer's complexion glow with excitement, uplifting him to the utmost joy. He even began contemplating whether to keep Day Yuan as the name of the unified nation or change it to something else.

No matter what, accomplishing the unification of the realm, a first in history, it was entirely fitting for him to be the founding emperor.

As Toumuer entertained these thoughts, he also dispatched messengers to spread the word of Bastu's achievement in the Divine Intent Realm throughout the world, informing everyone across the Nine Provinces.

The news sent shockwaves first and foremost through Da Yuan itself. They had already revered their national master Bastu to the extremes, practically worshiping him as a divine entity. If the emperor of Da Yuan was the practical leader of the nation, then national master Bastu was the spiritual leader of all its people.

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