Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

In the realm of the unknown Great Dao.

At a corner of the World Tree's main trunk, Luo Chen slowly stood up, took a step, and reappeared standing beside the World Tree's ancestral root.

Our gaze lingers on this ancestral root, the one most vital to creation and life.

The ancestral root before him stretched for billions of kilometers, rooted in nothingness. As Luo Chen arrived, its surface shimmered with spiritual radiance, and a cyan sphere the size of an adult floated toward Luo Chen.

Luo Chen looked up and saw a rather mysterious sapling rooted in the center of the sphere.

The World Tree sapling is also the embodiment of the creation of this ancestral tree after its rebirth.

It is only about the height of a person, a far cry from the ancestral tree that spans the heavens when fully grown.

This cyan sphere resembles a complete chaotic world, brimming with spiritual energy. A World Tree sapling is rooted within it, its slender trunk glowing with a warm, primordial cyan-gold hue. Its bark is soft, engraved with tiny primordial Dao patterns, and it has not yet fully taken shape.

It does not yet possess the power to support the world, but its potential is extremely high and unimaginable.

Luo Chen reached out, and the cyan sphere, as tall as a person, slowly shrank and landed in his palm.

As Luo Chen accepted the World Tree sapling, the ancestral root trembled slightly, and the creative light contained within it grew weaker and weaker until it was almost imperceptible.

The process of creating this World Tree sapling and leaving behind seeds has completely exhausted the life force of this ancestral tree.

As the ancestral root withered, this Great Dao domain resonated, and all the myriad paths of heaven and earth wailed, as if mourning the World Tree.

Luo Chen noticed that the purple aura of the Great Dao around him was beginning to weaken.

With the complete demise of the World Tree, the rules of this Great Dao Realm have been broken, and it will likely return to chaos within tens of thousands of years.

Luo Chen stood before the ancestral roots for a long time, filled with emotion.

Finally, he left this unknown realm of the Great Dao with the World Tree sapling.

With one step, his figure appeared on the outer edge of the Great Thousand Universe Sea.

Observing this vast world community in silence, Luo Chen clicked his tongue in amazement.

He looked up and gazed upwards. The barrier of the heavens could no longer block his gaze. His vast divine sense swept over the heavens, revealing them in their entirety.

The first impression Luo Chen had of the Celestial Realm was that it was vast and boundless.

The Great Thousand Worlds Sea can be divided into three layers of space. The bottom layer is the Chaos Ancestral Ruins, where the Great Worlds have fallen silent, burying the remains of all the destroyed Great Thousand Worlds since the creation of the world.

The middle space is the cosmic sea that contains tens of thousands of great worlds.

The upper celestial realm is filled with immortals and gods, who reside high in the heavenly realm and exert their power over all other realms. The area of ​​the celestial realm is larger than the combined area of ​​tens of thousands of great worlds.

This is a complete world cluster, a realm of the Great Dao.

The Great Dao is complete, and the Heavenly Dao is perfect, appearing vibrant, grand, and magnificent.

This place is far beyond what Luo Chen experienced when he broke through to the point where the World Tree was located, a desolate realm that could not be compared to.

"Is the Heavenly Emperor absent?"

Luo Chen scanned the celestial realm but did not detect the presence of the Heavenly Emperor.

There are only two possibilities: either the Heavenly Emperor's cultivation level far surpasses his own, but this possibility only flashed through Luo Chen's mind for a moment before he ruled it out.

The second possibility is that the Heavenly Emperor has temporarily left the Heavenly Realm. Could it be that he went to the Chaos Realm to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough?

Luo Chen had no idea, but in the vast universe, the only one who could be compared to him was the Heavenly Emperor. He would definitely seek out the Heavenly Emperor to discuss the Dao in the future.

"The Great Dao..."

Luo Chen stood quietly at the edge of the Great Thousand Universe Sea for a long time, finally concealing the power of the Great Dao he represented before taking a step out and entering it.

Standing within the vast ocean of time, Luo Chen observed for a moment and, finding that the laws of the Great Dao here did not reject him, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't afraid of being rejected by this place, but there were still people he cared about in the Yuanling Great Thousand World. He couldn't just not be able to go home.

Fortunately, all worries were unnecessary. Luo Chen was a being born in this Great Dao realm, and from the beginning of his cultivation, he climbed and comprehended this Great Dao.

He was very familiar with this great path, so concealing himself was quite easy for him.

With one step, Luo Chen returned to the Samsara Dojo.

In reality, a year has passed.

Because Luo Chen had informed Xiao Jin and Xiao Yue before leaving, no accidents occurred to anyone in the Samsara Dojo during this year.

As the cultivation levels of Luo Chen's friends and family increased, their periods of seclusion for cultivation also began to lengthen.

In the world of cultivation, time is both the least valuable and the most precious thing.

Cultivation knows no time; a year passes in the blink of an eye.

Without disturbing the people who were in seclusion, Luo Chen's figure flickered and disappeared into the Samsara Dojo.

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The Primordial Spirit Great Thousand World.

Originally, the area where the Primordial Great World was located was filled with a tense atmosphere as the Golden Age began.

The "Wonderful Method Shangyuan Sect" has its eyes on the territory where the Holy Dynasty is located, and the two sects of destiny are at war.

These two behemoths were both dominant powers in the original world. Their struggle presented both opportunities and dangers for lower-level cultivators.

Even the Starfall Cult joined the war.

The golden age has begun; if you don't compete, you'll fall behind, and if you fall behind, you'll be vulnerable to attack!

As the overlord of this world, the Holy Dynasty must also contend in order to protect all living beings and perpetuate its destiny.

Starfall Cult, Spirit Deer Peak.

Lin Jiuxiao sat cross-legged on the mountaintop, the Holy Demon Sword held horizontally in his hands, with strands of the Supreme Demon Sword Intent flowing around his body.

Behind him, the Great Luo Sword Saint nodded to himself, satisfied, and said, "Your swordsmanship has already broken free from the legacy of the Demon Sword and forged its own path. This is a required course for any sword cultivator."

In recent years, the Samsara Dojo has remained secluded from the world, so the Great Luo Sword Saint has stayed by Ye Qi and Lin Jiuxiao's side, and also guided Lin Jiuxiao in his sword cultivation.

The personal guidance from a peak-level Grand Luo sword cultivator was a visibly beneficial experience for Lin Jiuxiao.

Having finished his comprehension, Lin Jiuxiao's sword intent returned to his dantian. He stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

The two sat down around the stone table, and the Great Luo Sword Saint said softly, "Sword cultivators cannot achieve mastery of the sword path by simply shutting themselves in seclusion and cultivating diligently!"

"Now that the Miaofa Shangyuan Sect is at war with the Holy Dynasty, I suggest you go to the battlefield where the Xingluo Divine Sect is located, and try not to use the Holy Demon Sword, but hone your swordsmanship."

Looking at the empty Spirit Deer Peak, Lin Jiuxiao smiled and said, "That's exactly what I was thinking. I've heard that Junior Brother Ye Qi has already made quite a name for himself on the front lines. As the senior brother, I can't fall behind."

During their conversation.

Halfway up Linglu Peak, Lin Jiuxiao's Daoist partner, Wang Ying, strode over, holding a beautifully sculpted little girl in her arms.

Upon seeing his Daoist partner and offspring, Lin Jiuxiao, who had been in seclusion for a long time, smiled even more broadly. The reason he had stayed behind was because his own bloodline offspring was about to be born, and he did not want to miss this important moment.

"Husband, Sword Saint Senior." Wang Ying approached and greeted the two of them.

The baby girl in his arms had an innocent smile on her chubby face as she waved her little hand at her father. She was not yet six months old and could not speak, but she made some cooing noises.

A look of affection appeared on Lin Jiuxiao's face as he was about to step forward to greet his daughter.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind: "What's that girl's name?"

Lin Jiuxiao and the Great Luo Sword Saint were taken aback, turning their heads in unison to look at each other, exclaiming with delight, "Master!"

"senior."