Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Spring passes and autumn comes.

Spring has come again, and today is also the day the Nine Provinces Prodigy Ranking is updated.

In a temporary palace in the Great Wu region.

Long Quan sat in the main seat with steady steps, flipping through the newly delivered Tianji Pavilion rankings on the table.

I habitually flipped to the first page of the list of prodigies.

Looking at the name that once ranked first among the top talents in the Nine Provinces, it was no longer Luo Chen.

Instead, he is a young prodigy from the Southern Yao Dynasty, who emerged from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

"Before we knew it, Luo Chen was already thirty years old!"

Number one on the Prodigy Ranking: Wu Meng of the Southern Radiance Dynasty, 28 years old, with profound spiritual insight...

Eleventh on the Prodigy Ranking: Wu Tiancheng, Great Qian Dynasty, 8 years old, peak of the Profound Aperture Realm...

Looking at the information about the young prince of the Great Wu Dynasty.

Even Long Quan, who was well-informed, couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

At the peak of the Profound Aperture Realm at the age of eight!

If Emperor Wu hadn't been afraid that his foundation was unstable and deliberately suppressed him, he probably would have already broken through to the Divine Intent Realm.

Such terrifying talent.

No wonder he is called a born martial arts saint.

Long Quan stood up, put his hands behind his back in the main hall, and looked toward the direction of the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.

What exactly did the Martial Saint leave behind in the Forbidden Land of Absolute Heaven?

As Luo Chen grew past thirty and dropped out of the rankings of prodigies, they could no longer be certain of his fate.

"If there's still no news within six months, I'll have no choice but to force my way in and take a look."

Long Quan made up his mind, his eyes filled with seriousness.

……

At the foot of Dragon Head Cliff.

Within the forbidden land of absolute heaven.

A terrifying rift tore through the sky, leaving a wound a hundred miles in diameter that has never healed.

The primordial energy of Hunyuan rose around Luo Chen, as if the perfect body sculpted by the hand of Heaven itself flowed with Yin and Yang.

He sat cross-legged in the void rift, letting the spatial turbulence wash over his body.

The palace where he had been in seclusion had long since turned to ashes in the aftershocks.

a long time.

Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes.

He exhaled a long breath of stale air.

"Is this the pinnacle of martial arts today, the ninth stage of Nirvana?!"

With his palms slightly tilted forward, the entire small world, less than a thousand miles in circumference, trembled slightly, as if the sky were collapsing.

The feeling of power as I retract my hand is superficial and unreal.

Ultimately, it's because the laws governing this small world are incomplete and it's too fragile.

His figure flashed.

Luo Chen was already dressed and stood before the remains of the Martial Saint.

He bowed slightly again toward the person above him to express his gratitude for the teachings he had received.

"Senior Martial Saint, if I survive the tribulation after I leave, I will come back to pay my respects to you again."

Luo Chen finished speaking in a rambling manner.

I straightened up and tidied up all my belongings.

Looking at the entrance to the rift in front of me.

He took a deep breath, took a step, and his figure disappeared.

The forbidden land of the heavens once again fell into a deathly desolation.

Only the remains of the Martial Saint, seated cross-legged on the throne, had a faint golden glow emanating from the skull where the remaining martial will still shimmered.

It seemed to be a response to Luo Chen.

……

Dragon Head Cliff.

As Luo Chen's figure appeared.

High above, the heavens immediately sensed it.

The clouds gathered, like a massive weight of black iron pressing down on the heavens.

Amidst the surging sea of ​​lightning, purplish-gold lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the vast earth.

Luo Chen stood atop the mountain, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his true energy swirling around him.

Raising his hands, he immediately felt as if the power around him was being suppressed by heaven and earth, and his Martial Saint Body seemed to be wearing layers of shackles.

This is an illusion that arises after spending too much time in a fragile little world.

Living in a vast world, where the laws of heaven and earth are perfected and the foundation of the world is solid.

Luo Chen looked up at the sky. This sea of ​​lightning was even more shocking than when the Martial Emperor's Imperial Sword was first created.

After all, Luo Chen had escaped nine tribulations of lightning. Now, he was making up for it, and all the tribulations of lightning converged in one place, making it much more spectacular.

Luo Chen took a deep breath, and a point of undying crimson-gold spiritual light shone brightly between his brows.

This is the indestructible spiritual light condensed from the tempering of martial will to its extreme.

An overwhelming and terrifying pressure swept in.

In that instant, even the thunder in the sky seemed to be stunned by the martial will, and froze for a brief moment.

"Boom—"

The first heavenly tribulation descended, transforming into a five-zhang-thick azure thunder dragon that tore through the thick thunderclouds and lunged menacingly at the mountain peak.

Luo Chen neither dodged nor evaded, his eyes were calm, and he raised his hand to throw a punch.

There are no complicated moves, only the purest martial arts intent.

This is also the true meaning of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Fist.

The fist's force surged, transforming into a hundred-foot-long golden fist shadow that fiercely collided with the thunder dragon.

After a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the thunder dragon shattered into pieces, transforming into a sky full of lightning that rained down upon the world.

The Fallen Dragon Mountain Range, spanning hundreds of miles, suffered a devastating blow. Lightning struck the earth, turning it into scorched wasteland.

Upon seeing this, Luo Chen frowned slightly.

This is only the first tribulation lightning; we don't know how much stronger the ones that follow will be.

He took a step forward, and his figure appeared dozens of miles away.

High in the sky, thunderclouds followed closely behind.

Luo Chen didn't intend to run away, but instead found an open space in the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.

He feared that the aftershocks of the tribulation would damage Dragon Head Cliff.

If the chosen one that the Martial Saint is waiting for is unable to enter, then...

That would be somewhat sinful.

……

Just as the calamity clouds appeared over the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.

The closest being to this place is a being who has undergone nine cycles of Nirvana.

Inside the Dawu Palace.

Long Quan's figure suddenly appeared above the camp, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.

"That is..."

"The martial will of Nirvana through nine cycles!"

Long Quan was somewhat uncertain, because the aura of this martial will was very familiar to him.

He was his young apprentice who had been missing for eight or nine years in the Fallen Dragon Mountains.

But how is that possible?!

In eight or nine years, he transcended the Dharma Realm and his cultivation reached the ninth level of Nirvana.

Even if there were methods left behind by a Martial Saint in the Forbidden Land of Absolute Heaven, it would be absolutely impossible to achieve this.

Every breakthrough in the Nirvana Realm requires the accumulation of time and vast resources.

But the faint fluctuations of heavenly tribulation emanating from the distant heavens cannot be faked.

"My lord, who is undergoing tribulation here?"

"Is this a high-level Nirvana cultivator undergoing tribulation?"

The other Nirvana Realm experts who were stationed in the main camp came out one after another and came behind Long Quan, saying with shocked expressions.

As a being at the eighth level of Nirvana, Bai Fengxian knew that even the lightning tribulation at the eighth level of Nirvana was definitely not of this intensity.

"At least one who has undergone nine cycles of Nirvana and is now undergoing another tribulation!"

She spoke, her tone barely concealing her emotions.

This person chose to undergo tribulation within the Great Wu territory.

Could it be that they are on the side of Da Wu?

If that's the case, then their Great Wu's chances of winning will increase significantly.

Long Quan waved his hand, suppressing his thoughts, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

"I'll go check it out."

"Gentlemen, please remain and guard the border!"

The group of Nirvana Realm experts left behind at the Great Wu border looked at each other in bewilderment.

……

On the other side of Tongyuan Gorge.

Ancient Huazhou, deep within the misty lake.

A long sigh came from the purple bamboo forest.

An old man dressed in plain clothes took a step forward, and his figure soared into the sky.

"It's the Master!"

"This student pays respects to the Master!"

Many of the most talented students at Dao Yi Academy put down what they were doing and bowed respectfully to the heavens.

The master ignored the people in the academy.

Hundreds of miles shrank into a reflection beneath his feet, and every step he took opened up a new world.