Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

At this moment, a hundred miles above everyone's heads, Zhao Sheng pulled over a cloud and hid behind it, witnessing with his own eyes the golden-armored man's terrifying display of power, which was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

Seeing the fear on the faces of others, the golden-armored man slowly withdrew his gaze, saying indifferently, "Three breaths' time. Surrender and be spared! Those who exceed the time will be killed without mercy."

After speaking, the golden-armored man didn't look at the remnants of Jinghai Palace but instead showed a curious expression, suddenly raising his head to look at the sky.

A hundred miles away, Zhao Sheng's heart trembled, as he felt a sharp gaze, akin to a tangible entity, locking onto his hiding place. The gaze conveyed not only greed and desire but also uncontrollable excitement.

"Not good!"

"Haha, a naturally born Half-Immortal Spirit Body actually came to me voluntarily. Truly, the heavens don't forsake anyone! Boy, you are now mine."

Zhao Sheng inwardly cried out in alarm, as the excited and thrilling voice of the golden-armored man suddenly reached his ears.

In that instant, the surrounding void suddenly became incomparably stagnant, followed by a vast and boundless Divine Thought transforming into a five-finger mountain, pressing down.

Zhao Sheng's flesh, Divine Soul, and even all his True Yuan were completely "frozen," unable to be used at all.

The golden-armored man was overjoyed in his heart, never expecting that in such a desolate lower realm, a person with a naturally Half-Immortal Spirit Body could be born.

Now, heavily injured and with his Dao Foundation destroyed, he had no choice but to "drink poison to quench thirst," suppressing the worsening injury.

But if he could refine this person into an avatar, he could use it to continue his path of Dao.

He was fully confident that not only could he restore his cultivation in the shortest time, but he also had hope to break through to the Unification Realm.

Thinking of this, the golden-armored man's gaze became even more fiery and greedy, his figure flickered, and he vanished into thin air.

In the next moment, this person suddenly appeared a hundred miles above everyone's heads, right next to Zhao Sheng.

Who knew... upon looking, the area within a hundred miles was empty, and that boy had disappeared without a trace!

The golden-armored man saw this scene and was filled with disbelief, then his teeth gritted, and anger surged uncontrollably.

Rumble~

Within a thousand-mile radius, the atmosphere shook violently, the clouds were torn apart into chaotic threads by the golden light, instantly disintegrating into nothingness.

"Uh uh!... Where exactly have you gone!"

"Boy, roll out here for me?!"

"Who is it? Who abducted him? Who dares to ruin my good deed? Heh heh, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, I will find you... find you!"

With a series of extremely violent roars, the voice pierced through the clouds and shattered stones, echoing throughout the nine heavens.

Below, the crowd saw the Island Master lose his temper and fury for the first time, each of them as silent as cicadas in the cold, extremely fearful.

Even Jingwu True Monarch was no exception, shouting frantically in his heart, "Netherworld teleportation! The Island Master... he is a great ability of the Returning to Void Realm!"

But in the next second, Jingwu True Monarch's doubts increased even more, unable to help but ponder, "Who is the one who escaped? Could it be a disciple of Jinghai Palace? And this person could actually escape the demon's grasp, truly unbelievable!... Who is he?"

The golden-armored man clearly thought similarly to Jingwu True Monarch.

Swoosh!

A golden light flashed, and the golden-armored man abruptly appeared beside the light cocoon.

This person reached out and grabbed, easily tearing the light cocoon to pieces.

Yu Chan escaped from the predicament, just recovered her senses, yet unaware of the situation, was greeted by a pair of extremely sharp blood-red eyes.

"Quickly say, who is that boy with you?"

Yu Chan hesitated slightly, then saw the golden-armored man beckon, and the body of Yu Wu, the Jinghai Monarch, was pulled between the two of them.

"Master!" Yu Chan exclaimed in dismay on seeing this.

"Quickly say, otherwise not only will he die, but all of you from Jinghai Palace will die!" The golden-armored man choked Yu Wu's neck, forcing himself to suppress his anger as he urged.

Seeing the situation, Yu Chan felt extremely bitter in her heart.

The heavens can attest!

She really didn't know the identity of that person!

...

"That was close! Almost got caught."

After timely teleporting back to the Cultivation Room, Zhao Sheng let out a big sigh of relief, secretly pondering with lingering fear, "Who exactly is this Island Master Li Chen? This person's cultivation level is so high, it's faintly beyond the scope of Divinity Transformation. Could it be some Half-Immortal of the Void from the lower realm.

If that is indeed the case, from now on, there will be more trouble in the Da Chun Realm!"

"And I accidentally exposed myself in front of this person, so I need to be wary of this person seeking me out later. To be prudent, I need to adopt a different appearance in the future."

Despite thinking this way in his heart, Zhao Sheng was not very worried.

After all, the Chen Family is located inland within the Divine Continent, separated by millions of miles from overseas.

He did not believe that over such a distant location, that person could still find an unknown Golden Core junior from the Immortal Cultivation World of the Divine Continent.

The golden-armored man most likely thinks he is also from the Overseas Immortal Cultivation World and would never imagine that someone could teleport millions of miles at once.

As Zhao Sheng thought more, he gradually let go of his worries. Subsequently, his fair cheeks and chin visibly grew stubbly whiskers.

Yes, he's decided. From today he'll grow a beard!

...

Autumn goes and winter comes, in cultivation, there are no years.

This day in the Cultivation Room, murmuring whispers echoed through the air, and the surrounding walls were painted with a layer of cold purple.

Suspended in mid-air, two massive Purple Thunder Fires, the size of water tanks, hovered on either side of Zhao Sheng, expanding and contracting continuously, exuding a faint aura of destruction.

At this moment, a sword and a spear were floating and sinking within the depths of the Thunder Fire, the surface "igniting" layers of faint light halos.

The spear was entirely fiery red, the spear blade flickered with cold light, a clearly scaled Five-clawed True Dragon spiraled down the shaft, with each dragon claw stepping on a flame, and a pair of Dragon Eyes glowing like rubies, vibrant and lively, as if they might come alive at any moment.

The sword, three feet and three inches long, was wholly black, flickering with a cold light, appearing like a Black Hole, swallowing not only the surrounding light but also the spirit into its depths.

The spear's name is Fire Dragon, the sword is called Black Abyss, both belong to the class of Spiritual Treasures.

Before their spirituality was damaged, these two Magical Treasures each condensed a unique True Form Spirit Body, reaching the level of True Form Spirit Treasures.

Unfortunately, having been lost in the Endless Corridor for too long, their true forms had long since vanished, both falling back to the grade of Spiritual Treasures.

According to Zhao Sheng's calculations, these two Spiritual Treasures, if they want to reconsolidate their true forms, would need at least a thousand to eight hundred years of nurturing.

As time passed, the murmuring whispers in the stone room became clearer, and bizarre shadows gradually appeared on the walls,

The shadows struggled desperately, silently screaming, as if trying to return from the depths of nothingness, descending into the world.

Upon careful listening, all the murmuring whispers were unexpectedly emanating from Zhao Sheng's Dantian Qi Sea.

At this moment, above the Dantian Qi Sea, a cluster of the purest and whitest Will Flames supported a Yellow Gourd, splitting into strands of pure white flame flowing into the mouth of the gourd.

Inside the gourd, the True Immortal Demon Thought remained as it was, continually emanating radiant glow.

However, at the bottom of the gourd, a pitch-black as ink "black line," about an inch long, under the constant burning of the Will Flames, still wriggled like a living creature, occasionally emitting bursts of indescribable murmuring whispers.

After years of arduous effort, Zhao Sheng finally expelled a trace of Devilish Thought with great difficulty.

Even so, the difficulty of refining the Devilish Thought far exceeded initial expectations. With his current strength of will, it was indeed hard to completely burn it away.

Because this trace of Devilish Thought could actually absorb the Evil Thought from the dark side of his soul, continuously proliferating and growing!

However, thanks to it, his Will Field has been constantly strengthening over the recent years, greatly speeding up the refinement of the Primordial Cells in his internal organs.

Just when Zhao Sheng was in closed-door cultivation, the Immortal Cultivation World of the Divine Continent soon learned of the great changes occurring overseas.

Especially when the news of Jinghai Palace's destruction returned to the Divine Continent, any cultivation force with any sense of information immediately turned their attention to this newly emerged Island Master Li Chen.

For a time, countless pieces and spies lurking in the Overseas Immortal Cultivation World received the highest-level orders from their respective forces to fully investigate the movements of Lichen Island and the origin of the golden-armored man.

Upon learning any news, it must be transmitted back to the mainland at the fastest speed.

At the same time, the Immortal Cultivation Worlds of East Meng and West Li provinces also issued similar directives.

Soon after, a reward for capture and bounty order that was spreading like wildfire overseas, was transmitted back to the mainland by countless undercover agents at the fastest speed and quickly placed on the desks of the major high-class family power holders.