Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"Invade the Immortal Realm!?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, whether it was the quasi-emperors like Old Golden Crow and Gai Jiuyou, or unconventional cultivators like Ning Fei and Chuan Ying. Defying the heavens to become an immortal was the wish of countless emperors and sovereigns throughout the millennia.

To this day, only the Immortal Emperor and the Great Emperor Wushi have concrete evidence that they descended upon that magical place.

"Please look, everyone." Russell's hand flashed with light, and a sword appeared. In front of him, there was a severed arm and a mysterious spring filled with divine matter: "I slashed at myself, and I returned the sword. With this slash and drink, the cause and effect between us have been established. I only need to take another step forward, and I only need you all to pass the tribulation of attaining the Dao, so that I can follow this cause and effect line and forcefully break open that place."

"..."

After these words were spoken, no one doubted Russell's statement anymore.

After all, they knew they had no chance of survival when faced with the Immortal Emperor's attack.

Such a peerless figure would naturally speak without error.

After receiving the news that they could enter the Immortal Realm in the future, most people were excited.

Russell has decided to establish a celestial court on Earth, so this place will be the retreat for their quasi-emperors.

Only Ning Fei felt a pang of regret.

He joined the Heavenly Court for the sake of the Immortal Empress. If he were to actually invade the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Emperor would have to fight two against one, and he would likely have little chance of winning.

What a hassle...

Russell didn't care about any of this, whether it was Ning Fei's betrayal after they arrived at that place, or Chuan Ying's rebellion after they met the Emperor.

He only sought a golden age, with a hundred emperors breaking through the sky and displaying their brilliance. After that, those who received his radiance would not be to be trifled with.

And then there was the sword that the Immortal Emperor struck at him. Although it was all part of the plan, and he returned the favor with a sword, it wasn't over yet.

As is well known, the Roman eye has never been very large.

……

After the gathering ended, everyone who had attended used the teleportation array to leave.

They must return to their respective clans to deal with the aftermath of the Dark Turmoil, and then continue their journey along the ancient path of humanity, striving to reach the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor before the three-thousand-year deadline, or at least to stabilize at the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Only in this way, when Russell touches the path to immortality someday in the future, will they be qualified to ascend to that long-desired place.

Several Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors whose lifespans were nearing their end remained here. Under the illumination of Russell's Great Reincarnation Dharma, their lifespans were greatly extended.

At the summit of Mount Tai, the sun was rising, and the clouds and mist created a scene that looked like a fairyland. Luo Suye and his companions sat facing each other.

Of the original few college classmates, only they remain now.

Zhang Wenchang, with his white hair, drank one cup of wine after another, remaining silent and taciturn.

When he entered the starry sky, his wife was pregnant, and he was unable to be by her side, which was his lifelong regret.

Later, he learned from Ye Fan that his wife had met a good man. He could only cry his heart out on the other side of the starry sky, and then silently watch and offer his blessings.

As for cultivation, he still has a lot of lifespan left and plans to continue honing his skills in the existing Dragon Transformation Realm until his lifespan is almost used up before making a breakthrough.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Zhou Yi were full of heroic spirit. They each had their own destiny. Although their current cultivation levels were different, Zhou Yi did not believe that he could not attain enlightenment.

The remaining women—Wang Ziwen, Liu Yiyi, Lin Jia, and the foreigner Cade—yearned for a more stable life.

A dark upheaval completely awakened them. They realized that the life of a monk was not suitable for them, so they decided to stay on Earth and return to city life.

"Live when you should live, die when you should die, there's nothing to regret," Lin Jia said.

Over the years, she has witnessed too much life and death, and has long since become numb.

Unlike Russell, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo, whose parents were still alive and who had not left any offspring.

It could be said that they left behind few ties with this world.

Russell remained silent; even in a world of such high status, the concept of life and death was extremely prevalent.

People like Lin Jia lack sufficient life force and their mentality has collapsed.

In the pursuit of immortality, once you reach a certain level, your state of mind becomes the most crucial element.

Zhang Wenchang, for example, may have the worst talent among them, but his mindset has changed, and he may also have the potential to become an emperor in the future.

In comparison, Liu Yiyi, who has better talent, can only remain at the level of a great power.

Then there's Russell himself. His mindset has long since changed. After wandering through the universe for so many years, he has fought to the death countless times. His heart for the Way is now unbreakable. He is no longer the parasite who relied on others for everything more than a hundred years ago.

That is why he was able to successfully overcome the tribulations of his inner demons and dare to gamble his life with the Immortal Emperor.

"Russell, you haven't explained how you rose to prominence. You weren't with us when you went to Beidou, so how could you have progressed so much faster than us?" Zhou Yi asked.

Even now, he is still very curious about how Russell managed to surpass him.

When he was on Earth, he was just an ordinary person.

He was absolutely certain of this. In terms of family background, the Zhou family was far more powerful than the Luo family. Even he only vaguely knew of the existence of cultivators, so Russell would certainly not have any real inheritance.

After witnessing true cultivation in Beidou, he felt sorry for Russell. This little brother who always followed him and yearned for extraordinary power had missed such a train, and he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, Russell had become a great emperor who could dominate the universe for tens of thousands of years and even rival the Immortal Emperor.

"You might not believe it, but everything I have today is entirely due to my own hard work," Russell said with a sigh.

He slightly adapted his own life experiences in the Warm Snow World and presented them as his own.

He only said that he accidentally fell into a small cave with a different flow of time, where he suffered a lot, but fortunately he survived.

"Why haven't I heard you mention this before?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

"Past events are not worth mentioning." Russell stood up, facing the magnificent landscape before him, and with a flourish of his sleeves, said, "They are nothing but a few hardships."

"It's so..."

Zhou Yi sighed inwardly, without suspecting anything.

In this light, their experience with Beidou was relatively good; Russell's experience was truly life-threatening, with death looming at the drop of a hat.

After descending from Mount Tai, they returned to their alma mater once again.

Two hundred years have passed, and the location of the alma mater remains unchanged. However, the facilities have changed a lot, no longer just teaching what they learned back then, but also the branches of the cultivation world.

They have become distinguished alumni, and almost every one of them has a sculpture.

"We've really made the school proud," Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

is not that right?

This is far more valuable than any so-called "Holy Soul Village" or "Divine Soul Village".

Yenching University alone produced one Great Emperor, three Great Saints, two Immortals, and two Dragon Transformations in three hundred years. This is far more outrageous than any holy land.

Because of Russell's affection for his alma mater, Yenching University became one of the world's top colleges.

"How about we go to karaoke?" Pang Bo suggested.

"Can you sing the songs on KTV now?" Zhou Yi joked, then smiled and bid farewell to everyone. He was going back to his family to see if he could pick out a few promising talents to pass on his Taoist teachings, thus repaying the debt of gratitude to his parents for raising him in this life.

After Zhou Yi left, Zhang Wenchang also left, taking with him many dishes and wines from Earth, intending to bring them back to Zhuofeng to his master to taste.

Then came Liu Yiyi and Lin Jia, who were preparing to relive the feeling of shopping. They asked Russell and the others if they would like to join them, but none of the men present agreed.

They'd rather fight alongside the Supreme Being than accompany girls shopping.

After all, shopping is more unpredictable than spiritual practice; it's a process with no end in sight.

After that, Wang Ziwen and Kai De also left. Kai De said that he was going to the West to establish the Papacy and to spread throughout Jerusalem day by day.

In the end, only Russell, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo remained.

"Aren't you going home to spend time with your parents?" Pang Bo, who was also considering leaving, turned his head and asked.

"Thanks to the two of you, I, the mighty Emperor Luo Tian, ​​can't even go home now." Luo Su glanced at Ye Fan and Pang Bo, a desperate smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Both of these grandsons have families to support, especially Ye Fan, whose family is full of women, while he remains single. Old Luo and his mother are getting increasingly anxious.

He has said countless times that he is now the Great Emperor, with an endless lifespan, and that he has no hurry for these things, but it's all in vain.

Just like an NPC, the quest was triggered as soon as he went there, so he decisively hid.

He also needed to organize his knowledge and systematically integrate his skills and techniques.

After parting ways with the two, Russell returned directly to the secret realm.

He sat cross-legged above the endless void, a soft sound echoing in his mind, as his experiences from various different worlds flowed through his mind like a tide.

Unimaginable information swirled in his mind, so vast that it could drive even a quasi-emperor level expert mad and bewilderment in an instant.

His learning is quite diverse, and his experiences in various times and places can be described as spanning endless years.

By exploiting bugs, he was able to reach the pinnacle of the Dao. But if he wanted to go further and become an immortal in the mortal world, he would have to face his own problems, just like Ye Fan, and refine the myriad scriptures, turning those countless branches into a broad and smooth road.

Only then could he explore and develop along this path.

When he reaches the end of this path, that will be the time for him to attain the position of Immortal King.

When he forges a new path outside of this one, he will be able to step into the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

As for those after the Immortal Emperor, that's a bit too far off for him.

His current foundation comes from the ancient god power of Black Myth Russell.

Despite the incredible strength of the Russells of the heavens, most of them relied on the support of other Russells.

The one who truly led the rise of the various heavens Russells so far is, in the beginning, Warm Snow Russell, Great Feng Super Grade Russell, Black Myth Ancient God Russell, Sun and Moon Russell after advancing to Myriad Businesses Russell, Heavenly Supreme Russell who ascended to the Great Thousand Worlds, Elf Russell can also be considered strictly speaking, and Demonic Path Russell can also be considered one.

Now it's his turn.

With a single thought, different systems were separated in his mind, stirring up boundless waves.

One wave after another contains the mysteries of the universe, such as the shifting of stars and the changing of the sea, as well as the mysteries of human nature, such as the proliferation of all things, the alternation of seasons, natural selection, and the evolution of civilization.

Everything in the world, from the vast universe and its cycle of birth and death to the withering and flourishing of plants, seems to be contained within this.

He sat there for five hundred years, and nothing major happened in the universe.

All the forbidden zones fell silent. No supreme being would want to cause trouble for an emperor who could rival the immortal emperor in his prime; it would be tantamount to courting death.

Until this day, chants of gods and demons emanated from the secret realm, attracting the attention of all quasi-emperors and other Dao-achievers in the universe. They all looked up at the secret realm that hung high above the entire universe.

A path of radiant light stretched out from that secret realm, and an unimaginable, vast aura instantly soared into the sky, carrying boundless majesty and domineering power, covering the vast天地 (heaven and earth).

The vast sky was bathed in a blinding white light, which enveloped the Earth's star field, spanning tens of millions of miles, and spread at an unimaginable speed to even more distant places, until it reached the entire universe.

In an instant, even powerful figures in different star fields trillions of miles away could see the endless ripples spreading across the boundless sky, carried by that vast divine will.

In the blink of an eye, a shower of light fell, and in an instant, a gale howled, clouds surged, wind and clouds intertwined and entangled, thunder roared, and the sky was shrouded in clouds and rosy hues.

"This is... that Chaos Emperor? Has he made another breakthrough!?"

"Has he become an immortal? How could he cause such a commotion!?"

All the powerful figures who witnessed this vast divine will were shaken, some sighing in admiration, others expressing envy.

The moment Russell's divine will soared into the sky, the omnipresent primordial energy between heaven and earth boiled and surged, and countless laws manifested at this moment, emitting sounds of the Dao and the heavens.

A dazzling divine light shot straight up to the highest heavens, and a magnificent picture slowly unfolded around it.

Without thunder or warning, only the purest elixir of life transformed into billions of crystal-clear raindrops, falling in a mighty, abundant torrent.

This rain of light disregarded spatial distance, instantly spreading across the desolate edge of the universe.

Withered old trees sprout new buds, cold meteorite belts sprout lush greenery, and even those death star fields that were shattered by war and whose laws were in chaos are now covered with a hazy and holy veil of life.

Where the rain falls, new life is born from decay, and sparks are rekindled in desolation.

"Destiny is like a woven tapestry, but one should remain steadfast as a rock..."

As the divine voice descended, countless people faintly discerned a profound truth within it—"The Primordial Great Luo Heaven cannot be described!" (End of Chapter)