Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Sunset at dusk.

After having a meal prepared by Aunt Liu at the Liu residence.

Emperor Wu's edict from the palace also arrived outside the Liu residence.

This imperial edict was personally delivered by Emperor Wu's personal eunuch in red robes.

Standing at the entrance of the Liu residence.

A slight smile appeared on the usually stern face of the palace steward.

He respectfully conveyed the verbal order to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen responded with a smile upon hearing this.

"I am honored by Your Majesty's high regard and will attend the banquet tomorrow."

The old eunuch in red straightened his back, his old face beaming with a smile.

"Then we will look forward to your arrival tomorrow."

"Please take care, Eunuch Wang."

Luo Chen nodded and watched the old eunuch leave in his carriage.

After thinking for a moment, he told Liu Xingsheng.

The figure headed out of the city.

Stepping out of the East Gate, one step takes you to the front of the nine-story pavilion of the Demon Suppression Division headquarters.

His arrival was silent, but he was quickly discovered by the patrolling Demon Suppression Guards.

Luo Chen gestured for the other person to be quiet.

He was told to go about his business and not worry about himself.

Standing behind the nine-story pavilion, I looked down at the faint roars of demons coming from below.

"The Demon-Suppressing Prison!"

He muttered something to himself, and his figure slowly descended into the prison.

The closer one gets to the prison, the louder the eerie roars of demons and the clanging of chains become.

The Demon Suppression Prison is divided into nine levels, and the lower you go, the more powerful the demons imprisoned there are.

The prison is filled with the filth of the world, and ordinary martial artists who enter it will have their minds corrupted in an instant.

If it weren't for the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron atop the mountain, which suppresses the demons year-round, absorbing and refining their filthy energy, it would be a different story.

Once it erupts, it will inevitably be a disaster.

Luo Chen's figure traversed through layers of prison, landing on the lowest level.

There are very few demons imprisoned here, only four or five.

Among them, Ao Sheng, the dragon from Bailongjiang, was also bound here by the Demon-Suppressing Chains because of his special identity.

Many demons sensed the approaching aura of human warriors and opened their eyes.

They looked at each other with either indifference or malice.

Luo Chen ignored these gazes and remained calm.

Only when passing by the pool where Ao Sheng was imprisoned did he pause slightly and glance at it a couple more times.

The enormous dragon's body was firmly bound by thick demon-suppressing chains.

His body was covered in wounds, and his breath was extremely weak.

Luo Chen could tell at a glance that less than one-tenth of the original essence blood in the other party's body remained.

Ao Sheng is a descendant of the Dragon Palace deities, conceived through bloodline.

Nature is different from demons.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a walking, flesh-and-blood medicine.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had a father who had undergone nine rebirths of Nirvana, they would probably have been skinned alive and had their tendons pulled out long ago.

He was being scrutinized by Luo Chen's gaze.

The enormous head, curled up in the pool, slightly raised, its vertical pupils opening, reflecting Luo Chen's image.

"I recognize you."

Luo Chen chuckled softly.

Back then, I was just a nobody compared to him.

It's quite strange that we met in the Demon Suppression Prison today.

He was not interested in the dragon.

He walked slowly to one of the empty cages.

He reached out and opened the cage, looking at the demon-suppressing inscriptions carved on all four sides, and nodded secretly.

With a wave of his hand, a corpse floated in front of him.

Even though the drought demon's corpse had been dead for several days, its body still pulsated with immense blood and qi power and martial will.

Even ordinary spatial treasures cannot store the corpse of such a being.

He used his supernatural powers to bind them all the way here.

He reached out and grasped, and the sound of iron chains clashing echoed from the prison cell.

Chains stretched out, tightly binding the drought demon's corpse and hanging it on the wall.

Looking at the sealed corpse of the drought demon, Luo Chen nodded to himself.

With a flicker, he disappeared into the Demon-Suppressing Prison.

If someone breaks into the Demon Suppression Prison, the Demon Suppression Division will know immediately.

When Luo Chen's figure appeared in front of the nine-story pavilion.

Among the peaks, the numerous martial arts masters who rushed over upon hearing the news were all taken aback.

After seeing Luo Chen's appearance clearly, he hurriedly bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Third Young Master."

Their use of this title indicates that these people, like Su Zhi, are Long Quan's confidants.

Luo Chen's current public identity and position are seriously mismatched with his actual strength, so it is quite reasonable for these people to call him the Third Young Master.

He nodded to the crowd.

He briefly described what happened in the Demon Suppression Prison.

Let everyone disperse.

"Oh, and by the way, help me retrieve a rare and precious herb from the treasure vault that can regenerate severed limbs!"

"It just needs to be effective against Blood-Moving Realm cultivators."

"Shouldn't it be in the treasure vault?"

Luo Chen looked at one of the Dharma Aspect experts and asked.

Upon hearing this, the deity immediately spoke respectfully.

"Third Young Master, I will go and fetch it right away."

Luo Chen nodded slightly.

Before long, the statue returned, holding a brocade box in its hands.

"Third Young Master, this is a Bone-Growing Flower. Anyone below the Divine Realm can have severed limbs regenerated."

Luo Chen reached out and took it, then put it away.

Thank you!

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to the other person.

This immediately filled the statue with trepidation.

……

Qingyuan City.

With the establishment of the Great Wu Dynasty.

The original twelve cities of the North became even more prosperous and bustling.

Over the past ten years or so.

The northern border was cleansed by the exorcism order and then suppressed by the imperial dragon energy.

The probability of encountering demons in folklore is far less frequent than it used to be.

This can also be considered a contribution from the Demon Suppression Division.

Liu Mansion in Qingyuan City.

A young girl dressed in a smart white outfit wielded a long sword with a light touch, the bright sword light flashing in the courtyard.

The girl had bright eyes and white teeth, and a slender and graceful figure. As she danced, her hair flew in the wind, and drops of sweat dripped from her forehead.

After a long while, the girl sheathed her longsword.

His body was steaming with energy, and his training clothes were soaked with sweat.

"News from my brother has arrived in the past few days."

"When is my brother coming back?"

"I really want to go to the front lines to find him..."

The girl murmured softly, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

In her heart, her brother will always be the most amazing.

Therefore, she took Luo Chen's actions for granted and missed him even more.

"No, I'm an adult now."

"Master said that those who cultivate to the Divine Intent Realm are qualified to go to the front lines."

A resolute look shone in the girl's eyes.

Just as she was about to go back to wash up, she turned around and froze on the spot.

Ahead, a figure she had longed for was smiling at her.

Luo Chen had been standing here for half an hour, quietly watching his younger sister.

Even though Luo Chen's appearance and temperament had changed a lot, she still recognized him at a glance.

After a long while, a loud cry rang out in the backyard.

Liu Yuanyao's eyes were bloodshot as she clung tightly to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen gently brushed the little girl's forehead and said softly.

"I've come to take you home."

The young girl is already 18 years old this year, and has grown into a beautiful young woman.

a long time.

Perhaps she had cried enough, for she stopped crying and started laughing, clinging tightly to Luo Chen's arm.

They were as if they were afraid he would run away.

"Then I must go and tell my master."

Luo Chen nodded, looked around the old Liu family mansion, and a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

The number of times they come back will decrease.

But every time I return here, I bring a different feeling.