Obviously the leaders of these powerful races would never allow such a tragedy to happen, so despite their peaceful nature, they decided to annihilate the human races and prevent their rise.
Now, given that the human races survived and the Primordial Gods and Innate Demons are nowhere to be found in the Myriad Emperor World except for a few remains or the Blood Earth Forbidden Land, obviously they did not succeed in their endeavor.
As for what truly occurred, that is something that Wang Wei will discover for himself one day in the distant future.
Back to the present:
The reason that Innate Treasures were mentioned was because they are treasures born from Heaven and Earth back in the Primordial Era through the baptisement of Chaos Qi and Innate Qi. Only a few of them remained in the world, and only a few of the very ancient sects that existed back in the Ancient Emperor Era still have some of them available in their reserves.
As for Wang Wei, he used the Wood Essence, which is an Innate treasure that contains a tremendous amount of vitality to refine his liver. As a matter of fact, the vitality inside is enough to heal a Great Emperor on the verge of death.
Additionally, this material will also help the next part that he is going to have to temper: his blood.
He used a drop of Karmic Washing Water to refine his kidney. According to records, this Karmic Washing Water is said to have the ability to wash away a person's karma in vast quantities. However, this rumor has never been verified due to the scarcity of this material remaining throughout the world,
Otherwise, this Innate treasure would be seen by so many factions that it would be ridiculous. With it, they will not need the help of a Great Emperor in order to wash away their Karmas; their disciples will not have to seal themselves for countless generations to be eligible to fight for the next Heaven Will Battle after one failure, or being born at the wrong time.
These two Innate Materials were the only ones that the Dao Opening Sect had in their possession relating to the Five Elements. As for the third one that Wang Wei used, it was traded by the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty in exchange for Ji Song to enter the Pagoda Trials.
It was called the [Root Metal Qi], and as the name implies, this Qi is considered by all cultivators as the source or origin of all metal--both normal and spiritual--in the Myriad Emperor World.
Wang Wei remembered that after he received that material, his father had a very long and deep envious look on his face; the reason being that this Innate Qi was the perfect material to create a sword. According to him, this thing was the dream material of every swordsman as they could create the ultimate sword with it.
It took Wang Tian a great deal of effort not to secretly steal that material and not tell his son of its existence in the first place.
As for the remaining two materials that he needed, he had to search for them himself. However, he was not worried that he would not find any Innate Treasure as he knew that some still existed in Secret Realms that had not been discovered.
As long as he activates his ability to become a Son of Destiny, he believes that he will find two Innate materials related to Earth and Fire. However, he really does not want to use this ability.
From his knowledge, he knew that Sons of Destiny was essentially granted by the Will of the World, or to be specific, Heavenly Dao. The reason is always because the world is facing some kind of danger, and Heavenly Dao needed someone to save it.
Laws of Heaven and Earth are fair and absolute, so no one--including a Son of Destiny--can escape the restraints of Karma. So, although their title as Son of Destiny grants them heaven-defying Luck or fortune, they are also required to pay a certain price for it.
Furthermore, after these Sons of Destiny repay their karma and save the world that granted them such a position, usually they will be rewarded with tremendous luck for their future, then have their title taken away from them; meaning that being a Son of Destiny is nothing but a temporary job with great benefit.
However, this is not always the case. Sometimes the person chosen as Son of Destiny does not agree very well with Heavenly Dao. As such after they accomplish their tasks, they will be left with nothing after their title is taken away.
The fate of these people are usually very miserable. Without powerful Qi Luck to protect, the majority of them--who have developed the idea that they can do what they want and will still survive--ended up dying due to their own stupidity.
The only way that someone can become a Son of Destiny without the help of Heavenly Dao was to conquer the world, then gather the Qi Luck of the entire world, condensed it and baptized yourself with it; this is essentially a process of transforming Earthly Luck to Heavenly Luck.
This is basically how Sun Jiaolong became the Son of Destiny through the [Human Destiny Sword].
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Back to the present:
After the Third Round Slaughter ended, all the participants left the Secret Realm that the previous rounds took place. Given that the final round is a fighting competition one against one, it will take place in the massive stadium in the Academy.
However, before everything began, the 1000 remaining participants had a few months off before the start of the competition. During this time, they can either stay in their own Residence in the Academy, they can visit the Academy's cities or Domain, or they can temporarily return to their own sect; it all depends on their own choice.
Inside one of the Academy's Residences.
All the formation were activated, and Fan Li was walking side to side while muttering to himself:
"I will be safe for a while inside the Academy while everyone is looking for me. After the Tournament, as long as I get one of the Top 30 Spots and place my name on the Heavenly Dao Protection Book, I will not be able to be killed until the Primordial Spirit Realm. Meaming, I have a few thousand years of safety.
"The problem now is what I should do after that? Should I just join one of these factions? If so, which one?
"Damn these Emperor Lineages. When I had nothing, none of them wanted to accept me due to my low talent. Now that I have an Emperor Scripture of my own, suddenly I turn into the most delicious piece of meat.
"So, curse those hypocrites. No, I should curse myself for being so stupid. I should have known that showing that I had the Yin Soul Emperor's inheritance would bring me so much trouble. After all, the rumors that his scripture can bring the dead back to life has been circulating around the world for countless millennia."
Then, Fan Li started to walk faster. The more he thought about the situation, the more anxious he became. Sweats started appearing in his forehead--despite the fact that such physiological function should not appear on a cultivator in the Supernatural Realm, and one that cultivates an Emperor Grade technique.
"Maybe I should find a way to secretly leave the Myriad Emperor World after entering the Primordial Spirit Realm and lay low until the Heaven Will Battle. However, where can a loose cultivator like me have the ability to travel to other planes?
"Maybe I should contact the people of the Loose Cultivator Alliance! No, no, these people are the same as those Emperor Lineage hypocrites. They will still ask me to hand over my inheritance.
"Curse you, Yin Soul Emperor! Why couldn't you leave me other resources to cultivate? Why leave me just an inheritance! What's with all this bullshit about not relying on others, about being self-sufficient!
"Have you seen any of these Heaven Chosens not relying on their background to acquire and utilize massive resources? Have you seen any of them being self-reliant and self-sufficient?
"As a loose cultivator who became a Great Emperor, you should aware of the struggle and discrimination that we have to suffer through in this world. So, why couldn't you just leave plenty of resources for me to cultivate?"
Fan Li started to pull his hair and he screamed out loud; his footsteps echoed in the room as he paced back and forth, worries oozing out his pores.
"What to do, what to do, what to do?" he muttered non-stop to himself as if some magical answer would appear to him.
Well, it did.
"You can hand over the scripture in your possession, or I can take it from the cold hand of your corps," said another cold and indifferent voice from inside of the heavily protected room.