Imperial God Emperor

During this period of time, Ye Qingyu was in the Sky Dragon Mountain Range. 

He welcomed people of all backgrounds, but he would definitely not accept garbage into his school. 

All one hundred and eight stone bridges were reinforced by the secret technique created from the one hundred eight ancient characters. In the Ancient Sky Dragon Domain, this particular kind of secret formation magic, which had been created from various reincarnations of the Divine Light Emperor to handle the major fiendgods from different space-times, displayed its incomparable might. In particular, some secret techniques from the ancient characters had been inscribed on the stone bridges that could reveal one's inner thoughts. 

Anyone who walked on the stone bridges would have their inner thoughts completely read by the stone bridges. A few of their memories might even be read by them. 

Ye Qingyu had no interest in spying on the private thoughts of others. He set a parameter that animated the stone bridges. They could instantly make judgments after reading the participant's thoughts. Ye Qingyu himself did not have to spend any extra effort to think about which ones were suitable to join his dojo. 

However, those that had joined the selection with ulterior motives were ousted. 

As were those who had evil thoughts. 

These were the "selection standards". 

Aside from this, the participants' aptitude, age, constitution, or race were not taken into consideration. Even those who once fought against the Heaven Wasteland Empire could be accepted into the Immortal Dojo. 

Just these two simple requirements, however, ousted countless numbers of participants. 

After half a year, hundreds of thousands of beings had already been accepted into the Immortal Dojo. Ye Qingyu had no intention of stopping the selection process; the doors of his school would always be open to truly pure-hearted beings. The stone bridges were there to stay, and anyone could join the Immortal Dojo if he or she passed the selection. 

On the other hand, Ye Qingyu did not give advice to the disciples in the dojo personally. 

He merely observed how they trained and practiced martial arts. 

The continuous reincarnation of the Divine Light Emperor was the result of his reflections. If that had not been the case, the later events would not have happened. As the 108th reincarnation, Ye Qingyu did not have to reflect further. He began to reflect on life and on all living beings in this world. 

This type of reflection was based on observing the martial arts foundations of these beings. 

He did not observe the experts that had already reached the Great Saint or Quasi-emperor realms. Instead, he focused on ordinary people, especially those that had passed selection and were just getting their first taste of martial arts. He looked at how they trained and thought. He observed everyone, which gave him hundreds of thousands of results and thoughts. 

Ye Qingyu was beginning to understand the [War God Sword Mantras] created by the peerless War God. 

Human King, Divine Emperor, Life!

These were the three great levels of the [War God Sword Mantras]. 

Before this, Ye Qingyu felt that he had already completely understood all three levels of the [War God Sword Mantras]. He felt that their power was indeed alarming, but upon close observation, it was not much different from the fiendgod techniques of the bronze book [Fiendgod Titled Chart]. However, during his time in the Ancient Sky Dragon Domain, he realized that he could have been wrong. 

That was especially true in regards to the [Life Sword Mantra], whose essence had begun to increase. 

This small increase made Ye Qingyu realize that he still had some way to go to complete his mastery of the [Life Sword Mantra]. 

Understanding the mantra was not as simple as Ye Qingyu thought and was not superficial at all. 

From the scene of hundreds of thousands of Immortal Dojo disciples practicing martial arts, Ye Qingyu once again felt the power of life. 

Ye Qingyu stood at the entrance to the previous Ancient Sky Dragon Palace and the current Immortal God Palace and looked down at the dojo. He was deep in thought, and at this moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face. 

"Eh? A moldable talent has arrived today and he has iron willpower. Such kind of talent can only be found once every millennium... Hmm, there's no need for him to go through selection, he can enter directly." 

Ye Qingyu's expression of surprise turned into a grin. 

Of course, he had to give special treatment to true budding talent. 

Otherwise, how would others know about him? 

... 

... 

The barbarian youth gritted his teeth and took in a deep breath of air before hobbling up to the stone bridge in front of him. 

"Haha, that young barbarian is nearly a cripple... yet he still wants to pass selection?" 

"The barbarians once betrayed Great Emperor Ye Qingyu and the Heaven Wasteland Empire. How dare they join the selection?" 

"Lowly and crass people. He'll definitely fall off the stone bridge." 

The people behind him taunted him, and waves of cold words of disdain rang out. 

The other races did not have a good impression of the barbarians. This was because they were a violent and bloodthirsty race, and in particular, the White Mountain Black Waters Barbarians had betrayed the Heaven Wasteland Empire. Even though there was a force from a foreign domain controlling them, after that incident, the reputations of the barbarians in the Heaven Wasteland Empire greatly decreased, and even their kin in the Great Northwestern Desert were being outcast. 

It was no exaggeration to say that the barbarians had been scrapping for survival over the last few years, and their strength had been greatly reduced. 

Even though the Heaven Wasteland Empire did not officially suppress the barbarians, they had already lost their honor. This youth was the first barbarian to appear for the selection to become a disciple of the Immortal Dojo. 

The youth wobbled the instant he stepped on the stone bridge and nearly fell off. 

A huge wave of laughter immediately rang out from the crowd far behind him. 

However, just at this moment, something incredible happened. 

A milky-white splendor suddenly surged out of the stone bridge, engulfing the barbarian youth's entire body. A strange energy began to flow, and it was dazzling. It instantly attracted the attention of everyone from the north face plaza of Heaven's Wrath Gorge. 

"What's going on?" 

"This... Nothing like this has ever happened in the past." 

"That light..." 

"Could it be that this barbarian boy angered the Immortal God Emperor?" 

All beings on the north face that caught sight of this were greatly surprised. After the Immortal Dojo began accepting disciples, this was the first time the stone bridges had functioned differently. Such a change was not observed before, no matter how great the talent. 

The milky-white ball of light surrounding the barbarian youth dissipated amidst a chorus of surprised debates going on behind him. 

"Heavens..." 

"He's fine... no, not only is he fine, his wounds are gone..." 

Some martial arts experts who were extremely sharp could tell at first sight that the wounds on the barbarian youth had completely disappeared. His crippled leg was restored to perfect condition, and he had regained sight in his blind eye. His body had regenerated to its prime condition, full of blood qi. His health and strength were at their peak. 

So, is the stone bridge healing and restoring this barbarian youth?

This... Why?

Just as all the other beings were perturbed, an authoritative and clear voice traveled down from the Sky Dragon Peak. 

"White Mountain Black Water, the Great Northwestern Desert, which barbarian tribe are you from?" 

The voice sounded distant yet near, somehow as if the speaker was standing right beside their ears. The vague authority projected made every being feel a heart-stopping fear. This was a being's natural instinct to submit to a higher being, and they felt as though their souls were shaking. 

It was the Immortal God Emperor! 

They had not seen the Immortal God Emperor for the past seven months, and now he was speaking to them personally. 

Boom!

A commotion was created among all the creatures on the north face of Heaven's Wrath Gorge. 

A hard to describe excitement pervaded the air. 

Many people could sense that something great was about to happen. 

The barbarian youth, who was now on the stone bridge, felt the pain in his body drift away and his vigor replenish. At first, he was still a little perturbed. However, after hearing the question from above, even if his brain was made of muscles, it reacted. 

The Immortal God Emperor was asking him. 

"I... I come from the White Mountain Black Waters Barbarians, the Mogan Riverwitch divine temple branch..." he stammered. 

The expressions of the beings that were staring at the youth from a distance changed at this instant. 

This tribe was the same one that had betrayed Great Emperor Ye Qingyu and the Heaven Wasteland Empire that year. 

"Good, you have strong willpower and an unmatched will to learn martial arts. Will you be willing to be taken in as my disciple?" Ye Qingyu's voice rang out from the Sky Dragon Peak again. 

"I'm willing," the barbarian youth replied loudly, managing to react only after ten breath cycles. 

His body began to tremble with excitement as he spoke, and tears fell uncontrollably. 

The Great Emperor has taken me in.

The Great Emperor had really taken him in, and even made an exception to receive him as an official disciple. This meant that aside from the Six Great Disciples and the first batch of two hundred official disciples, he would be ranked as the number one disciple of the Immortal Dojo. 

"Mother, Father, fellow tribesmen, I'll train hard and follow at the Great Emperor's side to regain the honor of our Mogan River tribe!" the youth shouted hoarsely.  

Eventually, he was directly engulfed by a white splendor from the stone bridge and brought away to an unknown location. 

The beings on the north face plaza on Heaven's Wrath Gorge had still not recovered from their shock. 

They did not expect that the Immortal God Emperor would take in a barbarian youth from a rebel race the first time he showed himself. Over the past seven months, countless prodigies and heroes with alarming talent had gone through selection. A few of them did not pass, and even those that did were not personally received by the Immortal God Emperor anyway. 

Could it be that a hidden secret was contained within this barbarian youth? 

Those who had taunted the youth earlier on were speechless now, and their expressions were extremely ugly. 

The barbarian youth had been handpicked by the Immortal God Emperor, and how far could his future achievements go? 

They would be doomed if he remembered their acts from today. 

A few looks of pity were cast on this group of unfortunate souls. 

However, hundreds of millennia later, the same youth, who had become the most fearsome and untouchable Barbarian God of the Immortal God Emperor, did not even bother with the ridicule he received today. After all, why would a majestic god bother with the disrespect of a few ignorant creatures? 

... 

The white glow dissipated and the barbarian youth arrived at the other end. 

A vast plaza was before him. It looked even more immense than the Sky Dragon Mountain Range, and the white stone pavement stretched far into the horizon. It gave him the feeling that the entire plaza was floating on clouds. It was huge, overwhelmingly huge. 

Incredibly huge. 

A few simple stone tables were erected in the plaza.