Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

A pure white space.

Gradually, the coloring began.

Around Luo Chen's seated figure, as if someone had painted with colored pencils, various things began to appear.

In the sea of ​​consciousness,

A method of Nirvana, with thirteen thousand large golden characters rising and falling.

Luo Chen's soul infant stood before this scripture, where obscure and difficult-to-understand mysteries flickered.

At that moment, he felt as if the door to his wisdom had been opened wide, and countless inspirations were flowing in.

[Cultivation Method: Primordial Nirvana Sutra (Introduction)]

[Cultivation Method: Primordial Nirvana Sutra (Great Completion)]

The final notification sound ended.

Luo Chen opened his eyes, a complex expression appearing in them.

The Martial Saint's methods were indeed mysterious and unpredictable; this move directly saved him one or two thousand years of lifespan.

Unfortunately, the final perfection must be realized by oneself.

This made him very satisfied.

I got up and looked around.

The place he was in resembled a dilapidated palace.

Behind it is the rift from which we came.

Their gaze fell upon the throne at the head of the palace, where a golden skeleton sat cross-legged.

Looking at the shattered hand and skull bones of the Martial Saint.

Luo Chen could hardly imagine what kind of formidable enemy the other party had encountered.

He bowed deeply toward the skeleton of the throne.

Although he did not receive the Martial Saint's inheritance, Luo Chen was still very grateful.

"Unfortunately, everything happened too suddenly, and I didn't even have time to ask what the great calamity was."

Luo Chen muttered to himself and strode towards the outside of the main hall.

The dilapidated hall was filled with a sinister and malevolent aura.

Push open the dilapidated door.

The foul air from the outside world rushed into the main hall in an instant.

Luo Chen was enveloped by the power of the Prison Suppression, which barely managed to resist the foul energy.

We walked out of the main hall.

What came into view was a desolate wasteland.

The earth was covered in brown soil, with countless skeletons either exposed or half-buried in the soil.

Most of them were broken bones and rotten armor.

The world was filled with murderous intent, malevolent energy, resentment... all sorts of evil spirits swirled across this wasteland.

"Li Changsheng is right, there is indeed an ancient battlefield here."

Luo Chen turned around, and in front of the palace stood a pass that stretched across the sky and the earth.

The pass was located at the far end of the line of sight, and it was badly damaged.

Luo Chen watched quietly, showing no intention of going.

Because the entire journey is filled with spatial rifts.

At the very edge of this wasteland, space is extremely unstable, with the earth collapsing and falling into the boundless void every moment.

He came to a spear that was half-buried in the soil and reached out to touch it gently.

boom!

The black iron spear suddenly shattered, turning into fragments that scattered with the cold wind.

"This should not be a major battle that took place during the Great Qian Martial Saint era."

"There is no record of this great battle in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty."

Luo Chen was quite familiar with these matters; in his memory, there had been no wars in the Great Qian Dynasty.

The armor and weapons on this wasteland are not of the Great Qian Dynasty standard.

Let's leave these problems for the future chosen ones.

Luo Chen muttered to himself.

"Let's go back."

After exploring the surrounding safe area for a while, we didn't find anything of value.

Time can erase everything.

Everything that happened here is from a very long time ago.

Even the most powerful weapons, under the erosion of time, will turn into ordinary iron.

They found a relatively intact palace among the nearby palace complex.

I pushed open the door and went inside.

Dilapidated and lifeless.

Luo Chen didn't mind; he unleashed a burst of energy to blow away the dust in the hall.

He sat cross-legged, preparing for a breakthrough.

Now that the Dharma of Nirvana is available, he no longer wants to wait.

The Nirvana Method given by the Martial Saint must be top-notch.

There's no need to ask Master Longquan for it.

"Invest in lifespan evolution and cultivation."

"Successfully invested in the cultivation of lifespan evolution!"

[In the first year, you began preparing for your breakthrough by relying on the Great Completion Primordial Nirvana Method.]

[In your fiftieth year, you will reach your peak condition and begin your rebirth. Because you lack the corresponding resources, your rebirth will take a relatively long time.]

[In the fifth hundred years, in the midst of Nirvana...]

[In the seven hundredth year, in the midst of Nirvana...]

[In the 830th year, you have completed your first Nirvana Transformation; the tribulation of lightning is imminent!]

Inside the pitch-black palace.

A giant cocoon of gray and white enveloped Luo Chen's body.

Within the giant cocoon, the flesh and blood of the body disintegrated inch by inch, each strand of flesh carrying crimson karmic fire, burning with crackling sounds.

Yet, amidst the firelight, new, gleaming white buds sprouted, intertwining and entwining like vines.

The eight extraordinary meridians, the dantian, the sea of ​​suffering, and even the spiritual platform and the nascent soul are all undergoing nirvana and transformation.

Within the giant cocoon, Luo Chen's life force appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, its light dim and uncertain.

His bones emitted a crisp, dragon-like sound.

The newly formed spine resembles a great dragon.

The cocoon trembled as if it were breathing, with gray and white colors flowing like the yin and yang of Tai Chi.

Even if the simulation is completed using a panel.

In reality, however, Luo Chen's physical and spiritual transformation also took a considerable amount of time.

Six months later.

Inside the palace.

A tiny crack appeared on the gray-white cocoon.

Click!

Although the sound was faint, it sounded exceptionally jarring in the deathly silent palace.

On the giant cocoon, cracks instantly spread like a spider web.

A fair hand emerged from it.

The giant cocoon transformed into a gray-white stream of light and merged into the newly born Luo Chen's body.

Luo Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, completely naked.

His eyes trembled slightly, and two beams of light swept across the dark space.

He stretched out his palm and pointed lightly with his fingertips.

The heavens and earth trembled, and a gigantic, illusory finger suddenly burst through the wall, leaving a massive ravine stretching for hundreds of miles across the wasteland.

Luo Chen watched this scene calmly.

He took out a garment from his spatial treasure and put it on.

Looking up at the sky, his brows furrowed slightly.

"The laws governing this small world are incomplete; the world is far too fragile."

"Furthermore, I am unable to complete the Nirvana Tribulation."

Can one continue to break through without undergoing the Nirvana Tribulation?

The answer is, of course, yes.

However, once we return to the stable world governed by the laws of heaven and earth...

The heavenly tribulations that fell before will appear in double numbers.

Just as Luo Chen was weighing the pros and cons...

……

outside world.

The Great Wu Dynasty.

The little prince, whom the empress had been pregnant with for over a year, was born.

Countless palace maids were busy in the inner palace.

In a short time.

The entire Great Wu Dynasty was shaken. The Imperial Sword enshrined in the ancestral temple trembled slightly, and the roar of a dragon echoed across the vast land.

It resonates in the hearts of countless martial arts masters.

Above the sky

The phantom images of dragons and phoenixes hovered in the sea of ​​clouds, high above the harem, as if in celebration.

Emperor Wu sat upright on his throne in the high hall, then rose directly and looked up at the sky.

In that instant, he sensed the restlessness of the imperial destiny.

The officials below the stage were in an uproar, not understanding the cause of this strange phenomenon.

Just then.

A clear, crisp cry echoed above the palace.

Emperor Wu could no longer contain himself, and his figure vanished instantly.

As this cry resounded.

The Great Martial Emperor's fortune instantly more than doubled, and countless martial arts masters felt it and looked towards Zhenbei City, the capital of the Great Martial Empire.

Headquarters of the Demon Suppression Division.

Long Quan stood on the top floor of the nine-story pavilion, his hands behind his back.

His eyes gazed toward the palace, a hint of understanding in them.