Of course, when an Eternal True God uses secret techniques to undergo Reincarnation, their memories after Reincarnation will be sealed.
But at specific times.
For instance, the moment their cultivation recovers to the Eternal Dao Lord level, the Seal will loosen, and memories of their past life will come flooding back like a tide.
If it is a powerhouse at the Saint level, the situation is even more different.
After they fall, if Reincarnation is successful, they can retain their memories from birth.
Some Saints will even voluntarily disperse their cultivation of this life and choose to reincarnate and recultivate.
Then, they recover to their original strength at an extremely fast speed, because they are not starting from scratch, but rather finding their former selves step by step.
Among those great forces, there are occasionally rumors of "Reincarnated Saints" or "Return of the Old Ancestors".
In reality, there is a high probability that these are true.
"In the future, if I cultivate to the Eternal True God level and face a powerhouse of this caliber, I must use the System to investigate their background; I cannot be the slightest bit careless."
Han Xuanji suddenly thought of Hun Qianxue and Hun Qianling's father—Hun Wanli.
This former head of the Hun Family was also a powerhouse at the Saint level and had been "missing" for many years.
However, the Hun Family had never officially announced his death, only stating that he was "traveling abroad and has not yet returned."
"Perhaps, he is still 'alive'."
Han Xuanji speculated inwardly.
Powerhouses at the Saint level are difficult to be completely killed unless they encounter an enemy far superior to themselves in strength.
Even if their Physical Body is destroyed, there is a high probability that their true spirit will reincarnate.
Perhaps they have already reincarnated and achieved Rebirth in some unknown corner.
"Perhaps in the future, if my performance is too outstanding, I can use this as an excuse."
Han Xuanji pondered for a moment, shook his head, and temporarily pushed this thought aside.
Immediately, he stopped thinking about it and continued to claim the System rewards.
He had not yet finished absorbing the insights into the Dao Laws of Creation.
As Han Xuanji continued to comprehend the Dao Laws.
During this period, rumors about him were flying everywhere.
Countless Cultivators who witnessed Han Xuanji's battle spread the word about his achievements; it could be said that he truly became famous in the region, and even some forces in Jiuxuan City had heard of the name Han Xuanji.
Fortunately, after Han Xuanji entered the Creation Platform, he completely cut off any contact with the outside world.
His main approach was to be laid-back.
For him, fame did not have much use.
If it weren't for the great attraction of the Creation Platform to him, he wouldn't have vied for the title of first place.
In a quiet courtyard in Qianhun City, Xiao Yan stood in front of the window, lost in thought.
He had been thinking about it for a long time during this period.
He had known Han Xuanji for a long time and believed he had a sufficient understanding of Han Xuanji's strength.
He thought that even if Han Xuanji was exceptionally gifted, he himself might not be far behind. He had enough confidence to fight Han Xuanji. But now, he was suddenly uncertain.
He had witnessed Centurion Zhou Lie's strength. Although this person was not as good as him, being able to make a name for himself as the "Number One Prodigy" in Qianhun City was definitely not an empty reputation.
Especially that Fusion of Creation and Destruction; even among great forces, it could be considered extremely rare. Once the Fusion of the two Dao Laws was completed, he would definitely be able to enter a true great force.
And Han Xuanji was able to easily defeat him.
Xiao Yan asked himself, if it were him on the stage facing Centurion Zhou Lie, he would not have the confidence to defeat him head-on like Han Xuanji did.
"A small Qianhun City has such a Prodigy."
Xiao Yan muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of bitterness.
"What about Jiuxuan City? What about that vast region? What about the entire Eternal Continent?"
He suddenly felt that his previous confidence was somewhat ridiculous.
He thought that by leaving the Great Sheng Holy Dynasty and traveling the four corners of the world, having witnessed countless Prodigies, he had already accumulated enough.
But now he realized that his so-called "experience" was nothing more than the self-consolation of a frog in a well.
In this world, there is always someone stronger than you, and there is always someone silently surpassing you in places you cannot see.
Geniuses are just the threshold to seeing them.
"What, are you shaken?"
Wang Chong's voice came from behind, carrying a touch of concern.
Xiao Yan did not turn around and said softly:
"Uncle Wang, tell me, did I choose the wrong path?"
Wang Chong was silent for a moment, walked to his side, and stood with his hands behind his back.
"What are you referring to? Leaving Great Sheng? Or cultivating the Way of Laws?"
"Both."
Xiao Yan smiled bitterly:
"I left Great Sheng to forge my own path.
I cultivated the Way of Laws because I wanted to tread the path to the heavens; at that time, I was confident I was not weaker than anyone, but now... I suddenly don't know what I am persisting for."
Wang Chong looked at him, his eyes full of love and heartache.
This child had been stubborn since he was young. Among so many princes in the Great Sheng Holy Dynasty, only he dared to defy the Holy Emperor's orders, and only he dared to abandon the Path of Bloodline.
This stubbornness was both his strength and his weakness.
Because he was too competitive and wanted to prove himself too much.
Once he discovered he was falling behind others, he would start to doubt himself.
Although he had been struck before, those people were peerless Prodigies of supreme forces, and he had self-awareness.
"The Way of Laws is inherently harder to walk than the Path of Bloodline."
Wang Chong spoke slowly, "When you chose this path back then, didn't you already know that?"
"I know."
Xiao Yan nodded, "But knowing and truly facing it are two different things."
"Then do you regret it?"
Xiao Yan was silent for a long time, then shook his head: "No regrets."
Wang Chong smiled, his smile carrying a touch of gratification.
"Then don't think so much. Han Xuanji is Han Xuanji, and you are you; you cannot walk his path. He cannot walk your path either."
Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at Wang Chong's gentle face, suddenly feeling his eyes sting.
"Uncle Wang, you are right."
He took a deep breath,
"I shouldn't compare myself to him; I should compare myself to myself."
Wang Chong nodded and changed the subject:
"However, you cannot stay in Qianhun City forever. It is too small and cannot contain you."
Xiao Yan was stunned:
"What does Uncle Wang mean?"
"I suggest you abandon your status as a prince and join the Holy Court directly."
As soon as these words were spoken, even Xiao Yan was shocked.
Although he had "defected," deep down he still considered himself a prince of Great Sheng. Abandoning this status meant he would have no way back.
He did not expect Wang Chong, who he always felt was somewhat conservative, to give such a radical suggestion.
Wang Chong's tone was calm, yet powerful.
"The Holy Court is one of the top forces on the Eternal Continent, with countless Saints under its command.
If you can gain a foothold in the Holy Court, your cultivation of the Way of Laws will be much faster than it is now.
But to integrate into it, you must abandon your current status."