Immortality began with the Demon Suppression Division

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, solemn and magnificent, immortals and gods stood in orderly rows.

Upon entering the hall, the first thing that catches the eye is the four Heavenly River Dragon Kings, whose flowing robes carry with them the pure aura of the Heavenly River.

The celestial constellations and star deities were arranged in the Heavenly Gang formation, their bodies radiating brilliant starlight that illuminated the entire palace's glazed tiles.

Further ahead are the people from the forces of the various Immortal Ancestors: the Reincarnation Creation Heavenly Palace, the Taiyi Immortal Palace, the Supreme Radiance Divine Court of the Heavens, the Purple Cloud Immortal Palace of the Great Void...

All the Celestial Emperors held their breath and focused their attention, none daring to utter a sound.

The entire celestial palace was filled only with the gentle echoes of heavenly music, solemn and dignified.

Just then, as the grand event was about to begin, the pure energy of the heavens suddenly surged, and the radiant light of the heavens instantly froze.

The Great Dao roared, the void trembled, and a powerful pressure far exceeding that of the Primordial Dao Fruit suddenly descended.

The hundreds of celestial emperors in the palace bowed slightly, and countless spirit birds and cranes fell to the ground and knelt in worship.

All the noise in the world vanished without a trace.

Dear Immortal Ancestors, please enter the Lingxiao Palace.

Those were several ancient and desolate figures, seemingly spanning countless ages.

Some are dressed in simple, unadorned robes, yet they wield the purest power in the world; others seem to be hidden within the boundless star field, surrounded by celestial nebulae...

These immortal ancestors, who witnessed the changing of eras and the birth of the universe, possessed a breath powerful enough to crush galaxies and overturn the world.

Apart from Luo Chen, there are a total of nine powerful beings at the Immortal Ancestor level in the Heavenly Court.

Nine powerful immortal ancestors were present, including Emperor Yan, the Son of Heaven, and the immortal ancestor from the Samsara Creation Heavenly Palace who was not present.

As numerous immortal ancestors appeared, everyone turned their gaze to the nine-tiered jade altar at the very front of the hall, where two divine thrones were quietly placed.

A vast celestial light flashed, and Emperor Yan, clad in an eight-dragon gilded imperial robe, appeared with a dignified and indifferent face, his eyes surveying the heavens. He was surrounded by a powerful aura of heavenly fortune, more concentrated than any of the immortal ancestors.

With the appearance of Emperor Yan, he sat on the divine throne belonging to the emperor, and an invisible imperial aura enveloped the entire hall.

Below, the Immortal Emperors trembled, and as the Emperor's gaze swept over them, they all lowered their heads, filled with awe.

Emperor Yan is the son of the Heavenly Emperor. Legend has it that he followed the Heavenly Emperor even before the Heavenly Emperor created the world, and has gone through tens of thousands of reincarnations. He still holds the high position of the Son of Heaven.

In the last few billion years, when the Heavenly Emperor was away, the Son of Heaven became the true ruler of the Primordial Heavenly Realm, and his majesty grew day by day.

Emperor Yan's gaze swept across the entire hall, finally landing on the ancestral thrones scattered around the four corners of the palace. He nodded slightly, his gaze serene, facing the ancestral figures from afar.

"Gentlemen, I believe you all already know the reason for convening this conference."

"In the past ten thousand years, a new immortal ancestor-level powerhouse has emerged in the Primordial Chaos Heavenly Realm. This is a great blessing for our Heavenly Realm, and all immortals pay homage to him. However, the immortal ancestor is a man of low profile, so he has specially convened a simple conference to keep everything simple, with the aim of letting everyone get to know him and avoid any future conflicts."

As Emperor Yan finished speaking...

Behind the Lingxiao Palace, atop the auspicious clouds of the heavens, a magnificent bell tower ripples through the clouds, its grand tolling resounding throughout the boundless heavens and even reaching into the vast ocean of time.

These celebratory heavenly sounds can be heard from anywhere within this Great Dao domain.

In the Lingxiao Palace, all the Immortal Emperors offered their congratulations in unison, their immortal lights rising and falling as they looked at the white-robed figure seated on the Immortal Ancestor's throne, their eyes filled with nothing but respect.

The difference between an Immortal Emperor and an Immortal Ancestor is only one word, yet they are worlds apart.

Since its inception, the Primordial Heavenly Realm has had nine Immortal Ancestors, a number that has remained unchanged throughout the ages.

The appearance of Luo Chen has completely disrupted the balance. Many Immortal Emperors are unaware of Luo Chen's temperament and beliefs, forcing them to treat him with caution.

On his throne, Luo Chen rose, a smile on his face, and nodded slightly to all directions, saying softly, "Thank you all for coming to celebrate..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Lingxiao Palace suddenly trembled for a moment, and an invisible pressure from the Heavenly Dao descended abruptly.

Many immortals and gods turned their heads to look, and saw that outside the palace, the Heavenly Dao gathered, bestowing boundless merit and vast fortune upon Luo Chen, the newly promoted Immortal Ancestor, and at the same time binding Luo Chen firmly to the Primordial Chaos Heaven Realm.

"Hiss, boundless golden light of merit, immense fortune, if it were added to me, it would probably be enough to break through to the Immortal Ancestor Realm."

"Heaven has taken notice and is celebrating the new Immortal Ancestor!"

"Why does it feel like the smile on the Immortal Ancestor's face has disappeared...?"

Just as many Immortal Emperor-level experts were shocked and envious, someone noticed the change in Luo Chen's expression and muttered to himself.

Standing beside the people of the Reincarnation Creation Heavenly Palace, the Yellow Spring Immortal Emperor Su Qingchen's beautiful eyes flickered with worry. She was somewhat anxious, but dared not disturb them.

She was one of the few beings in the Heavenly Realm who knew something about Luo Chen. According to the information transmitted from the Xuanhuang Dao Palace in the lower realm, Luo Chen was rather averse to the Heavenly Dao's fortune.

Now that all the celestial ancestors are present at this grand gathering, if Luo Chen were to refuse the Heavenly Dao's merits and fortune in person, how would Emperor Yan and the other celestial ancestors view him?

Isn't this forcing Luo Chen to make a choice?

Was it the work of Heaven? Or the will of that Emperor Yan?

Su Qingchen was secretly anxious, but she knew that she must not make a sound to disturb them at this time.

While the Immortal Emperors may seem powerful, the immortals and gods standing within the Lingxiao Palace today are all Immortal Emperor-level experts, numbering nearly four hundred.

Some Celestial Emperors, due to the special and important nature of their positions, did not attend this conference.

Although Su Qingchen appears to be in the Samsara Creation Heavenly Palace, his foundation is ultimately too shallow. Only half an era has passed since he ascended to heaven, and he has only met the Immortal Ancestor of the Samsara Creation Heavenly Palace once. He also does not have much say within the Heavenly Palace.

On the divine throne, Emperor Yan's eyes were deep and unfathomable. He gently tapped the armrest of the throne with his right hand and waited quietly.

The other immortal ancestors had different expressions, but none of them revealed their own attitude.

Only the carefree immortal ancestor frowned and looked around at the expressions of the other fellow Daoists. How could these old foxes who had lived for countless years not see the situation on the field?

Whether it was forced by the Heavenly Dao or orchestrated by Emperor Yan, these immortal ancestors would not stand up and speak.

Offending the mastermind behind this grand scheme for the sake of a newly promoted immortal ancestor would be a losing proposition.

Right in the spotlight of all the immortals.

Luo Chen, who had been silent, suddenly smiled as he looked at the golden light of Heavenly Dao merit and the torrent of fortune descending from the infinite heights of the Heavenly Realm.

He simply raised his right hand, and an invisible wave passed through the Lingxiao Palace, sweeping across the heavens.

When everyone turned their attention to him, they were surprised to see that Luo Chen was holding up two "golden balls" in his palm.

One gold ball of merit, one gold ball of fortune.

The two originally ethereal powers of the Heavenly Dao were materialized in Luo Chen's hands.

Many Immortal Emperors were stunned, and then their breathing became more rapid.

This is the merit and fortune bestowed by Heaven upon a powerful immortal ancestor. It is so vast that they could never reach it in their entire lives.

Obtaining any one of the gold balls could bring about an unprecedented qualitative change for them.